The city fell into a state of chaos. It quickly became widespread news that the Scion of the Cloaked Dagger Sect had actually died.
To make matters worse, the killer hadn’t even tried to hide himself. Not only had he done the deed before several witnesses, he was actually recognized by one of them.
Under interrogation, Alote had had no option but to expose Ryu’s identity for the sake of saving herself. After all, she had been the trigger for all of this in the first place. With the intelligence of cultivators and their ability to pick up on the tiniest of details, it was impossible that she would be able to escape scrutiny, especially not when everyone around her would be clambering for credit.
It was then that everyone came to know of Ryu Tor, the man who brazenly killed the Scion of a Ninth Order Sect.
It was safe to say that Geftien’s—the young man—parents were completely infuriated. However, when it came to matters of Golden Leaf City, even if they were core members of a Ninth Order Sect, they were still too small to do much of anything.
In the past, the Blossom Plane might have only had a handful of Ninth Order Sects. But, in this Era, there were hundreds of them and the most powerful eight ruled over Gold Leaf City, including Meralda’s Dugo Clan. Though the Cloaked Dagger Sect wasn’t weak, they weren’t prestigious enough to wash the City in blood seeking revenge for their Scion.
However… That didn’t mean that the eight Clans of Gold Leaf City would sit idly by and do nothing. This wasn’t just a matter related to the Cloaked Dagger Sect, it was also related to their own prestige. After all, all the businesses of the City were own by one of the eight Clans. By killing their inn keeper, wasn’t Ryu smacking their faces as well?!
Unfortunately for them, Ryu was absolutely nowhere to be found.
The gates had closed long ago, so they felt that it should have been impossible for him to flee. And, as someone who had come to enter the Ice Devil Legacy World, he should also be at or beneath the Immortal Ring Realm, so how could he possibly hide from the Spiritual Sense of so many experts?
And yet, that was exactly what happened. Let alone finding Ryu, they couldn’t even find a single clue about his whereabouts, throwing the entire city into a state of upheaval.
As these matters went on, more about Ryu’s past came to light and his origins became clear to all. Whether it was about his birth on the Mortal Plane, his actions in the Outer Ring, his exploits in the Inner Ring, and even the culmination of it all in the Core Region.
And then, there was his sudden disappearance. He had simply vanished for several hundred years, only to appear once again just in time for this world opening.
The happenings within the Replica Nether Realm and on the Shrine Plane were completely out of their reach. It was impossible for them to know of such things. However, the rest of everything else was more than just a little shocking…
Especially after Fidroha suddenly found herself involved in these matters again. Once again, everyone seemed to focus in on the high odds that a Faerie was in Ryu’s possession.
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The night passed without any clues or headway. Without a choice, the next days events could only begin.
The accumulation of talent was likely the greatest ever assembled on the Blossom Plane. The number of geniuses not only from the Shrine World, but even from neighbouring allies, was so numerous that one might have thought they were going off to war.
Space seemed to be particularly volatile at this moment. No one dared to casually fly in the skies for fear that they just might be swallowed whole by an invisible enemy at any time.
It was said that today would be the breaking point of the Legacy World. It had been teetering on the edge of opening for several decades now and it was finally reaching its end. However, this also resulted in not only the weather, but even the fabric of space itself teetering as well.
The weather was indeed in an odd state. Despite the fact the sun was high in the skies, there were still clouds drizzling with rain. Sometimes, these clouds would release a clap of thunder or an arc of lightning, leaving many befuddled about what exactly was happening.
As if this wasn’t odd enough, the closer they got to the time, the chillier it became and the drizzle of rain became like ice pebbles pelting down from the skies. They only continued to get harsher and harsher until many even thought of activating the city’s protective formation.
Even Divine Vessel Realm experts would have trouble not dying beneath the hail as it ramped up. And yet, the sun still continued to shine as though smiling down in mockery.
All the while, the very man they had been searching for was already amidst them all.
Ryu sat in meditation on the roof of a tower, unmoving. He didn’t spare anyone around him a single glance, his demeanor calm and unhurried.
As for Sarriel, she was within the Incubator. Since she had already seen through all of Ryu’s treasures and even his Heavenly Pupils, a single Origin Grade treasure wasn’t worth keeping a secret, especially since it had already fused with his body. Her being in there made things far less complicated on his part. Plus, there were Nemesis, Little Rock and Little Gem to distract her.
Ryu’s eyes suddenly opening, sensing something familiar.
Just as he was looking around, his gaze narrowed, a group of individuals walking forward in tandem. It was clear that they also had every intention of entering this soon to be opened world.
At that moment, space finally couldn’t withstand it and shattered like glass. The volatile winds only became harsher as they howled and screamed through the air. Even Ryu’s own hair couldn’t help but whip about wildly.
Still, his eyes hadn’t shifted a single step away.
That group of people, every single last one of them had white hair and silver eyes.
Ryu couldn’t help but think back to the matters of Osiris and the Immortal Sakura Alliance. Was this really what they were accumulating resources for? And in that case… for what purpose?
Was the Zu Clan on the side of the Martial Gods?