Celestial Bloodline

Yon took a whiff of the air, and a frown creased his brow.

"The air is polluted, but why can't I find the source?"

He gazed at the people behind him who were busy contacting one person after another. Yon heard everything they talked about because his senses were sharper than his rank, that's why he couldn't help but let out a smirk.

'The young ones really know how to make others panic...'

He shook his head and started floating to once again sense the air. So, he could find the source of the air pollution, the same air pollution he sensed the moment he came out from the tower.

Yon closed his eyes and sensed everything around him. The air, the flow of mana, the faint light particles. But his eyes snapped open when he sensed another type of faint sapphire-colored particles mixed with the air. Those particles were devouring the mana in the air and multiplying rapidly.

"What in the world is this thing...?"

He couldn't shake the feeling that whatever it is, it isn't good because the particles give off an ominous feeling. That's why he quickly gathered all the array masters around him and gave them a few symbols, before asking them to draw an array that would clean the air.

However, the only problem was that the array needed a lot of divine energy. Not from any other source, but divine energy directly from someone who had stepped into the realm of the divine. Without it, there's no way the array would be strong enough to cleanse the entire planet's air.

He clicked his tongue.

"Where the hell is Susan? He and Lie are the only true divine beings among us. Lie is working on the planet core, but what the heck is that old man doing? Don't tell me he ran off somewhere quiet to rest when he knows we have a lot of work to do?"

Yon massaged his temples. He has reached the (SSS+)-Rank, and there were a few pseudo divine guardians as well, but unfortunately, he sent two of them to scout for information about the enemy.

He gazed at Han, and after thinking for a few minutes, he asked the old human to call the people who had reached the pseudo divine rank.

Yon knew it wouldn't be enough, as the young ones had just recently reached the pseudo-divine rank, but anything was better than nothing. The dwarf watched as the array masters swiftly drew the symbols inside the array he requested. Unlike the barrier, which would take another day to complete, the air-cleaning array was ready within a few hours.

Meanwhile, Han quickly got in touch with Alec and Carcel. He thought they wouldn't answer because after Jian's last words, they didn't respond to King Istalian and the others. But to his surprise, the duo picked up almost instantly. Han let out a sigh of relief and went to a corner to explain the situation to them.

Alec thought for a moment and said they were near a teleportation array. They would come directly once they had sent all the youngsters inside the tower.

Time passed, and Yon, who was overseeing everything, sensed a ripple in the air. He furrowed his brows, but before he could say anything, his eyes widened when a familiar figure crashed in the middle of the crowd. Instantly, a cloud of dust rose into the sky, and debris flew everywhere.

Some panic cries rang out from the weak citizens who were only there to construct the barrier, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events. But one of the guardians in the distance quickly slammed his hand down, scattering the dust into thin air, and shouted loudly.

"Shut the hell up!"

The place fell into a deadly silence as Yon turned his gaze towards the caved-in surface of the earth where the horned demi-human had crashed.

The horned man with slit red pupils spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression mirrored pain as he clenched his chest, where a black metallic spike protruded out from.

Instantly, King Istalian and a few other powerful figures became alert, not really sure what had happened. At that moment, a pleasant voice echoed through the air, and a figure stepped out from a portal that formed in the rippling air.

"Hehe, not bad... Gotta admit, that spy was pretty strong. So, there's a pseudo-divine rank individual on this planet too, huh?"

The man in an elegant attire, who just stepped out of the portal, smoothed out his shirt and looked around, as if familiarizing himself with the place he had just arrived in.

"Oh, the defense here is quite impressive. But what else can you all do besides hiding when your opponent is so much stronger?"

"By the way, those two spies gave me a lot of trouble. One managed to escape, but I caught the other one. So, now tell me, how does it feel to see one of your informants die right before your eyes?"

His brown eyes, tinged with darkness, held disdain as he scanned the countless people below, looking at them as if they were mere ants. Just like Diora, there was a black three-petal flower engraved on his forehead, showing his alliance with the people the Continent wanted to fight back against.

Yon's pupils dilated as he clenched his fingers into fists, ready to tear the man into countless pieces.

Just like him, all the guardians of the tower were ready to take down that man, even though they could clearly sense his divine-rank strength. But with all of them combined, they were confident they could make him regret ever being born.

"This arrogant bastard...!"

However, before Yon or anyone else could attack the man, a punch landed on the smirking man's face, causing him to stagger backward a few meters in mid-air.

Jian let out a surprised gasp as he waved his hand around, his brows furrowed.

"What the heck! Why is his skin so thick? It almost felt like punching metal!"

He had left Alec and Carcel behind just to investigate what kind of array required divine energy, only to see an unfamiliar figure appearing out of thin air. But no matter what, the black three-

petal flower engraved on the man's forehead indicated that he was an enemy.

The man chuckled and moved his jaw from side to side, as if relishing the stinging sensation spreading across his skin.

"That was quite a heavy punch... but hold on a second... Diora said there weren't any stronger individuals on this planet, so why am I seeing so many people with pseudo-divine strength?"

Jian ignored the man and turned his gaze towards Yon and the others. Instantly, Yon, Istalian, and two other guardians of the tower started floating and arrived beside him. Yon looked at Jian and cracked his knuckles.

"Hey, kid, let's finish him off before things get complicated."

The man laughed, as if he couldn't believe what they were saying, and ripples formed behind him.

"Oh, come and get me, but can you?"

He smirked, opened his arms, and in the next second, the ripples enveloped his body, and he vanished into thin air.