"Even if I am powerless, it doesn't necessarily mean that there is no hope."
Divine Refiner Jiangg Ning gazed at the City Lord Chuan Mu, who was sighing with a sorrowful expression, and spoke with an emotionless tone:
"Although there are Eight Great Refiners in this world, the soul power reaching the Demigod Realm is not exclusive to just us eight.
Some have not cultivated the Alchemy Skill, but their soul power might be even more proficient than ours, perhaps especially skilled in the Soul Attack Technique."
"But in such a short time, where can we find such a person to deal with that monstrosity! By the time we do, Wen'er might already be... alas..."
Upon hearing Jiangg Ning's words, Chuan Mu sighed heavily, his face growing more worried.
Primarily, he felt that if Jiangg Ning, one of the Eight Great Refiners, couldn't help, then probably no one else in this world could handle that monstrosity.
