"Divine-soul possession?" Dioz's pupils shrank beneath the hood, the nine soul banners quaked violently. "Could he be a descendant of some ancient cultivator?"
"Reports say the soul claims to hail from the Ninth Heaven..."
"The Ninth Heaven?" He shot to his feet. Black mist raged from him, and the blood pool beneath the floor heaved like a storm-tossed sea. "No wonder the Nether Duo died so miserably! Someone from the Ninth Heaven had meddled!"
The Underworld Shadow Guards turned ashen, flattening themselves against the floor.
Never had they seen Dioz lose composure, the words "Ninth Heaven" carried a terror all their own.
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