Two days before the Human and Demon Races were due to enter an all-out melee on the battlefield they had marked out in the Borderlands.
"Have you still not found that man?"
Inside a magnificent, lavish Cave Abode at the Demon Race Garrison.
Beneath a Sealing formed from golden inscriptions, surging metal source energy rolled like a torrential tide.
Each surge scattered part of the Sealing, allowing the golden tide to swell a little more.
Jin Jiuxiao sat cross-legged at the center of the tide, his aura climbing steadily. He had actually reached the peak of nine-star Source Manifestation Realm, and it was still rising.
The Red-Haired Elder stood beyond the golden light, looking helpless.
"Ninth Young Master, this old servant has already sent many scouts to the area where you fought that man. Recently, none have found any traces of human martial artists operating there.
"I also dispatched several Great Grandmasters to abduct human martial artists and interrogate them for information.
"But according to their accounts, the renowned prodigies of the various powers in Human Race Territory have all been active on the Central Battlefield.
"They have never heard of any power's prodigy operating in that part of the Borderlands."
Jin Jiuxiao frowned slightly.
"That man's talent is no less than mine, perhaps even greater.
"He should be a top prodigy nurtured with special attention by the Human Race's Nine Great Sects. With a little cross-checking, he shouldn't be difficult to find."
The Red-Haired Elder gave a wry smile.
"This old servant investigated that long ago. Although this Borderlands battlefield was opened so the Human and Demon Races could probe one another and provide a training ground for their prodigies,
"given the limits on the scale and intensity of the war, whether among the Human Race's Nine Great Sects