"Have you found any trace of the Secondary Body?"
Inside an ancient, magnificent bronze hall, a young man sat cross-legged. As his eyes opened and closed, two bolts of cold lightning shot from them, terrifying to behold.
This was the Immortal Palace, one of the oldest and most mysterious places in the Upper Realm.
It was said that the successors who emerged from here claimed descent from human immortals and had ties to eternal life. Every one of them was incomparably powerful.
However, the current Immortal Palace Successor had been in a foul mood lately. His gaze was unfathomable and his aura terrifying, for his Secondary Body had vanished without cause.
This was a serious matter, even more worrying than the Secondary Body dying. It meant he would be unable to reunite his bodies or transform to produce another Secondary Body.
"My lord, word has it that the Heaven Mending Sect's First Generation appeared in the same area as your Secondary Body. Perhaps he has something to do with it."
An old servant reported his conjecture.
Moreover, it was hard to imagine that a supreme deity with golden wings on his back and an astonishing aura could only serve as a slave in the Immortal Palace.
"Are you saying the Secondary Body was defeated and captured?" the Immortal Palace Successor asked coldly. Runes flowed across his entire body, spreading a terrifying aura.
"Please do not be angry, my lord. That is not what this old servant meant. No one could be your match. Perhaps that little demon..." The old servant hurried to explain.
"Enough. If that truly happened, then he suffered defeat and was captured while walking the world in my stead. That disgraces me as well." The Immortal Palace Successor remained cold, a trace of killing intent surfacing.
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