Watching the two black-robed figures close in, Shadow Exalt's spatial ring glowed—the Heavenly Will Fragment reacting to the chaos. Suddenly, he understood. The fragment wasn't just a treasure—it was a tracking mark, and these hunters had let him "steal" it to track the Astral King's location.
He spat blood. "You..."
"You thought yourself clever, thief," the leader sneered, his voice dripping with contempt as he stepped forward. "But the Fragment of Heaven's Will was never yours to claim. The Pavilion Head of All Things understood this—why else would he scheme to discard it so openly?" His lips curled into a venomous smile. "It belongs to the Nether Sovereign. And you...you dare covet what even gods fear to touch?"
