Yuan Tianhao spoke slowly.
Zhao Xuanqi's eyes narrowed slightly. He understood.
Back then, when Yuan Tianhao had been breaking through to the Divine General realm, his Spirit was ablaze, connected to heaven and earth. His Mystic Gates had opened, and his own Spirit and valor were at their apex. For a physical being to affect his senses and interrupt the breakthrough process from kilometers away... The level of power required was simply terrifying to imagine.
Moreover, if that were true, it might explain why no Divine General had appeared for a thousand years. It wasn't just due to some change in the world itself—it was very likely that someone was deliberately severing the path to becoming a Divine General.
A heaven-shattering secret, a grand conspiracy, seemed to be hidden within it all.
Thick clouds of doubt gathered.
