The man standing there now bore two sharply defined peaks on his insignia, signaling that he was a 2-star genius of Mountain Gods Valley—and judging by the weight of the aura pouring off his body like a tidal wave, Max instantly knew he stood at the peak of the Champion Rank, a powerful figure not to be underestimated.
Max's gaze flickered back to the two wounded figures. Whoever they were, they had provoked the wrath of Mountain Gods Valley—or perhaps stumbled upon something they shouldn't have.
Either way, the bloody encounter unfolding before Max's eyes was yet another vivid reminder that in the Hundred Battle Regions, death could come from any direction, without warning—and that every secret, every rumor, and every treasure was a spark waiting to ignite deadly conflict.
