Time flowed by, and in the blink of an eye a week had already passed.
Over this week, undercurrents surged within Mo Yun Divine City. Countless direct-descendant young elites of the various True Spirit races were inexplicably assassinated; the deaths were horrifying, and there wasn't the slightest clue to be found, making everyone in Mo Yun Divine City turn pale at the mere mention of it.
The major True Spirit races in particular were all raging with fury. Seeing their young generation of heaven's favored sons fall one after another—among them the sons of many True Spirit elders, and even the young masters of several True Spirit Clan Leaders—all of them were slaughtered.
Even though they spared no effort and mobilized all their power to investigate the matter, they still had no leads at all.
On the contrary, the situation only grew more and more severe. Any young generation member of the major True Spirit races who went out alone absolutely wouldn't live to see the next day.
