He was at the fourth level of the path-returning realm, but he could sense danger from an eternal cultivator.
If word got out, it would be incredibly embarrassing!
He was also a genius, and a genius from the 87th stellar realm was naturally seen as superior to those from these lower-level stellar realms.
While he was seething with rage and taking Braydon Neal's attack head-on…
Braydon's eyes were cold as he gripped the Northern King Sword.
The blade cut through his arm and across his chest.
The black-robed young man was killed instantly, without even leaving a name behind!
What was even more terrifying was that the silver token he had received did not work.
Instead, it exploded into powder on the spot.
The supposed safeguard against death was destroyed just like that?
