Chapter 1443 - Pants (2) (1/2)

In another quadrant, the low-profile Devil Path geniuses were making their presence known, especially Lilith and Sokzac. However, this wasn't due to the others being poor talents. Rather, it was simply far too eyebrow raising for too many geniuses to appear at once even if they were joining a sect. If the upper echelons decided to investigate, they would be in an inescapable trouble.

As such, Lilith decided that only she and Sokzac would take trials. However, the trials they were forced to take were absolute jokes! Even though they tried to slow their speed, they blazed through the Duke trials in just two months. The challenge was too pathetic for them.

How could this not raise exclamations of awe?

Still, in order to enter the auction, a King title was the minimum. As such, despite having already caused a stir, Lilith and Sokzac had no choice but to enter again. Yet, despite being extremely careful this time around, they still completed the King trial in just two years!

By now, they were out once more and the center of attention despite having entered the Enigmatic Sect of the seventh ranked quadrant.

Lilith couldn't help but sigh to herself. The entire point of wanted to use the 98th ranked quadrant was to keep a low profile. Although Lilith had every intention of taking the God trials even back then, she was sure that by that time she would have been prepared to reveal her prowess. In addition, she'd have the protection of tower's barrier.

But, now, she was in the open environment of a sect and had no control over the greedy eyes that followed her everywhere. Although she made it clear that Sokzac was her fiancé, who cared about a talented young man with no backing? If anything, Sokzac was in far more danger than even she was.

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Dyon appeared in a new world, crossing over the final portions of the barrier with more than fifty people in tow. However, it was at that very moment that he realized instead of having his feet firmly planted on the ground, he was falling from skies.

'I can't fly with my saint energy?' Dyon frowned. Of course, he had his wings, but showing off his tattoo was one thing, making his wings known to others was a complete other.

Before, Dyon had purposely only used one color of wings as the 'masked wife stealer'. But, back when he raged against True God Anak, he changed their color deliberately. Although this might not seem like a big deal, this definitely planted the idea in the minds of others that his wings weren't stagnant in color. Because of this, Dyon hesitated to reveal them now. It wasn't the right time to connect his two identities.

Dyon's falling speed accelerated constantly. His body weight was so severe that air resistance caused rings of flames to erupt around him.