More supernaturals rushed to the scene in short order. Someone knelt for a close look and whispered, “This is strange. These clothes show irregular cuts and damage. Black Armors use swords… Are they not the ones behind this?”0

He was examining the late Li Dahu’s clothing. It was a portion that Liu Long had punched through, thus leaving a hole. Although the clothes had been hacked to pieces and it looked like a sword had done it, there were certain other traces to be found as well.0

Li Hao and his comrades had left in such a hurry that they didn’t have time to collect the clothing or create a more realistic aftermath.0

Some supernaturals vanished as soon as these words were uttered. No matter if they were true or not, they meant that this place was becoming ever more dangerous. It was fine if this postulation was false, but if true… Didn’t that mean there was internal strife between supernaturals?0

Who knew how these Yama powerhouses had died? What if some other organizations had purposefully lured the soldiers here? Or perhaps they’d been fighting each other and the Black Armors...0