"Since ancient times, the world has known that within the Ten Kills Heavenly Net, there is a Ten Kills Master who understands yin and yang and fate. But as for this Ten Kills Master's origins and appearance, few know. Even fewer know of a 'Heavenly Net Ghost' who has never been heard of?"
"So what?"
The person who stopped me in front of the Ten Kills Tower was this strange man now speaking these incomprehensible words before me.
This person was extremely familiar with the situation of the Ten Kills Heavenly Net, and was able to bring me into the Sumeru Realm while I was unguarded.
He leaned his back against the drifting clouds, his black attire merging with the night, concealing his face and figure from head to toe.
In my eyes, I could only see a cloud of black mist enveloping him, impossible to see clearly. His voice was raspy, as if his vocal cords had been destroyed, unable to produce a normal sound.
