Mysterious sigils glowed in a ruin somewhere in the Twelfth Universe. An old man stood in front of the ruin and studied the sigils. He was deep in thought. Occasionally, a frown would form on his face.
At that moment, Heath, who had fled from the Fiend Realm, appeared before the old man and greeted him. “Master.”
The old man wore a gray robe and looked like a 70-year old. He had gray hair and a long beard.
Seeing Heath, he frowned and asked. “Didn’t you go to the Fiend Realm to snatch the position as the Fiend Realm’s Lord? Why are you here?”
The old man was Heath’s master, Tauren Mabins. Tauren was a powerhouse at the peak of the Caelum Ancestral God Rank and had nine Path Seals. He was very close to becoming a Macrocosm Ancestral God. All he needed was to develop Macrocosm Power.
He came to the Twelfth Universe to see if he could come upon an opportunity to cros into the Macrocosm Ancestral God rank.
Heath replied with a grim expression, “A formidable powerhouse appeared out of nowhere and could knock me away with his strength. I was injured quite severely.”
“Oh?” Tauren was startled.
Tauren knew his disciple was a Terra Ancestral God with seven Paths. His strength was almost unbeatable in the Twelfth Universe unless he fought a Macrocosm Ancestral God.
“Was it the Twelfth Universe’s Macrocosm Ancestral God, Radomir?” asked Tauren.
“No. His name was Forty-nine,” said Heath.
“Forty-nine?” Tauren’s brows furrowed.
When did a powerhouse named Forty-nine exist in the Twelfth Universe?
It was evident Forty-nine was someone spectacular since he defeated his disciple with such ease.
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