Most of the cultivators were unnerved as they watched the moments leading to the death of the elderly cultivator. Among the crowd, some of those men were the grand patriarchs of several hidden sects that Henrik and the other human cultivators had visited personally.
These men had traveled to the Doom Universe after learning about Xezalʼs plans. However, most of them remained silent even after seeing the scene showing the elderly cultivatorʼs death.
On the other hand, the other cultivators were discussing fervently among themselves as a sense of uneasiness spread in the crowd.
“Whereʼs the patriarch of the Doom Race? Shouldnʼt he offer us an explanation regarding this incident?”
Just as someone had demanded the presence of the Doom Raceʼs patriarch, an elderly man materialized in the room simultaneously. It was Youri Dalibor, the patriarch of the Doom Race.
“What’s the matter?” Youri eventually noticed the body lying on the floor. A small frown drew his brows together.
James, who had put on a disguise, answered, “I have no idea what happened either. I detected a bad aura in this direction. By the time I got here, this elderly gentleman had already been murdered.”
“Ahhh…”
The sounds of someone screaming came from a nearby spiritual mountain.
James and the people who had gathered inside the room immediately hurried toward the direction where they had heard the screaming. Unfortunately, the group of them only found two more bodies that had died in a similar condition just like the first victim.
James knitted his brows.
‘It seems Xezal has made her first move. She probably felt threatened after our exchange, so she moved her plans forward.’ James thought.
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