'So he didn't leave, just entered a Secret Realm? I can't believe the man who killed Nangong Sheng is a successor of an Emperor Race!'
Standing in the sky above the Star God Academy.
Nangong Xinghui could easily sense Yang Xiao's presence. It was just below him, but faint, as if obscured by something.
As a direct son of the Star Emperor, he naturally understood.
This was something only a Secret Realm could accomplish. A Secret Realm that could move around was definitely not a true one cultivated by a Great Emperor, but rather one born from an Emperor's Weapon.
A person who could carry an Emperor's Weapon on their person.
If he wasn't a successor of an Emperor Race, who else could he be?
At this thought,
Nangong Xinghui's killing intent diminished significantly.
If the person who killed Nangong Sheng had been of lower status, he would have killed them without hesitation to get revenge for him.
Because Nangong Sheng was his dog.
