So Sang Yan merely twitched his fingertips slightly, and a god instantly appeared before him, only to crash to the ground.
Sang Yan looked at the injured god in front of him who was absorbing spiritual energy. Something was wrong! This aura was not the same as the aura of the talisman he had obtained.
"Who are you?" Sang Yan's silver-white sword was pressed directly against his throat.
The god who had been trying to get up from the ground froze, speechless: "I...I still want to ask you who you are? Why are you here? And why are you so powerful..."
The other party's gaze fell on the sword again. This sword was no ordinary divine sword. The person who possessed this sword must have a very high status among the gods, perhaps even so high that he had never seen it before.
But the other person clearly has the aura of a human. He has been walking since he entered the city, and he doesn't seem like a god.
"How did you get here?" Sang Yan didn't answer his question. He moved his sword hand forward a little, and a cut appeared on the other man's neck, from which blood flowed.
"You! Calm down! Don't resort to violence just because things have gotten out of hand. I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?" The other person's tone was full of grievance.
The god then explained, "I was originally in seclusion cultivating, but I don't know who knocked me unconscious, stabbed me, and left me here."
I also discovered that more than half of the spiritual energy of everyone here has been drained. I figured they're about to die too, so I thought it would be alright if they helped me recover my divine power as well.
Sang Yan curled her lips and slowly said, "You absorbed their spiritual energy and directly caused their deaths. You're telling me this has nothing to do with you? You're supposed to be a god, yet you dare to do such a thing."
Upon hearing this, the other person immediately knelt down: "My lord, spare my life! I didn't want to do this either, but I will die if I don't absorb their spiritual energy."
Humans are nothing but ants to them, so why should they care about their lives?
Seeing that the god showed no remorse whatsoever, Sang Yan slashed him with her sword and continued to investigate where the aura she had sensed was.
…
Half an hour later, Sang Yan appeared at the City Lord's Mansion. There was no one there. As soon as he stepped into the City Lord's Mansion, he smelled a familiar scent.
Having shared the same body, Sang Yan was quite familiar with his aura. However, the person wasn't actually in the City Lord's Mansion, but rather the lingering aura of someone who had lived there before.
What's going on? This is the place where he can sense the strongest presence of the other person. If the other person isn't here, then where would they be?
Suddenly, Sang Yan felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a bad premonition quickly spread.
…
Inside the Prime Minister's residence, Wan Ge wasn't very happy because her Imperial Advisor brother had left. He said he wouldn't be home for several days, so she could only obediently wait for him to return.
He probably won't be able to eat candied hawthorns until his brother, the Imperial Advisor, returns.
But just then, a string of candied hawthorns suddenly appeared in front of him.
Wan Ge looked up and saw a handsome man with a refined and elegant appearance. His face was truly very good-looking. She asked, "Brother, who are you? Why do you look so familiar?"
The other person looked as if they had seen him in a past life, but at this moment, Wan Ge did not understand any of this. She just felt as if she had seen him like this before.
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