Three days later, back in the Kloweqi Continent...
"I see... so the So-Fins Sect was the one that sent you, uh?" Rean asked, his arm around a man's shoulder, the guy incapable of moving.
"W-Who... are you?" The man asked with difficulty. His Dantian was destroyed, and now he was worse than a newborn baby. After all, in the Divine Realm, everyone is born in the Foundation Establishment level; he wasn't even that anymore. Well, that's only about cultivation. His soul and body were obviously still much stronger than those of a regular expert, having undergone many years of cultivation.
He wasn't injured, though. After Rean destroyed the man's Dantian, he completely healed the man, so there was no risk of death at the moment. "Me? Come on, you can't be that dumb, can you? Do you really think the Divine Military Academy would send that boy outside the Continent without the proper protection? The others and I are obviously tailing him, just in case anyone like you tries something."
