The tall figure clad in a dark red robe stood on the Moon, gazing at the blue planet hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, silently sensing this planet.
With his expertise in the Void, in his perception, space was like countless intersecting and crisscrossing corridors. Even though he couldn't penetrate the invisible rules protecting the Life Planet, he could vaguely sense the special aura on this planet.
"Indeed, extraordinary... Is it the remains of a Second-level Civilization?"
The figure in the dark red robe squinted his eyes, "Did Clover really die at the hands of Earth people?"
Given his realm, he can remotely sense the existence of his own bloodline, naturally aware of the Seventh Prince's death.
Though he felt it was somewhat wasteful for one of the candidates nurtured with so many resources to die like this, he paid more attention to the news from the Seventh Prince's confidants.
"In a few months..."
