"Not a monstrous genius, but a seasoned Sword Cultivator who never found success?"
The Yellow-Faced Cultivator seemed to have trouble accepting this idea. He muttered to himself for a long time, but he knew it was a possibility.
A Sword Cultivator who had immersed himself in the Sword Dao for hundreds of years, whose swordsmanship was godlike, was more realistic than a monstrous genius who rose like a comet.
But if that were the case, there would be far more potential targets, making it difficult to lock one down.
"Let's go back and report this to the Great True Monarchs. They'll know what to do. In any case, the deaths of the Thousand-Legged Golden Centipede and the Twelve-Winged Soaring Serpent are our greatest victory against the Demon Race since beheading the Demon Whale... even though the one who acted was the Star Palace, an organization whose identity we know nothing about!"
Kong Bai didn't want to waste any more time on pointless speculation and turned to leave.
