185: Chapter 185 Attention from the Superpower Society

While the members of the Superpower Association were still deep in shock, unable to believe that such a formidable remnant of the Martial Artist path still existed, the scene changed.

In the image, where Wan Chaoren had already turned to ash, a ball of light radiating strange runes was slowly emerging.

Quite different from the livestream footage seen by other viewers, the image floating above the center of the round table was presented with the power of the Black Tower.

With the Black Tower, they could observe any area within the territory of the Dazhou Nation at will, and the sights they saw were as vivid as if they were there in person.

What they could see was far more than the footage captured by mechanical devices.

It was precisely for this reason that the ball of light containing the Law of Special Ability left behind after Wan Chaoren's death—what everyone called a godhood fragment—was clearly visible.

The scene where the tracking mark wrapped around its outer shell showed absolutely no reaction was also captured by them without any omissions.

"The rules of the tracking mark did not take effect..." muttered the person who had suggested watching the Continental Carnival.

"What did you say?!" the meeting moderator exclaimed, urgently asking, "Aaron, are you sure it didn't take effect?"

The person addressed as Aaron nodded solemnly: "That's right... The tracking mark originates from my godhood, and I am the one using the Black Tower to observe. I can clearly perceive that he did not resist the marking of the imprint; rather, the rules of the tracking mark completely ignored him."

"He is an Other-Soul Being!"

As the owner of the godhood [Hand of Order], Aaron was very clear about the rules of the tracking mark he had placed.

Once someone kills a Transcendent in any form, the tracking mark will lock onto the murderer surviving in this world, exposing his location to all Transcendents in the current region until his death.

The definition of this world includes any existing Otherworld that has undergone Fusion. Except for the Human Race, any alien race is also a target for the tracking mark.

Those who can exist outside the rules, besides the dead, are only Other-Soul Beings whose Souls do not belong to any world and who come from another dimension.

"Is the concentration of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi not low enough yet? Where on earth did such a strong Martial Artist pop out from?"

"And a remnant of the Martial Artist path... an Other-Soul Being... should we kill him or recruit him?"

To erase all traces of the Martial Artist path, it is necessary to eliminate powerful Martial Artists and destroy the Foundation of the Martial Artist path. At the same time, they need to seize the time to collect Other-Soul Beings.

The identities of a Martial Artist and an Other-Soul Being appearing on the same person at the same time is like the left brain fighting the right brain for them.

"A mere Martial Artist cannot change the trend we have laid out for a thousand years to bring about the extinction of the Martial Artist path. It's been nearly a hundred years since a new Other-Soul Being was discovered; we should still prioritize the final revelation."

"But looking at this, recruiting him seems unlikely." Someone rubbed their forehead, feeling a headache.

"Then just slaughter him; I don't want to take any more crap from these Other-Soul Beings!" A rough voice like a thunderclap suddenly rang out. Unlike the others' voices, which had obvious blurring processing, it completely exposed the rudeness and irritability within.

"It's actually good that he is a powerful Martial Artist. The previous Other-Soul Beings who didn't know what was good for them had Souls that were too weak. This Soul is strong enough, so it won't dissipate too quickly after he dies."

"Kill him, and when the Seal loosens, we will all set out, drag out the Other-Soul Being hiding in the Madman Society, and by the way, uproot the lackeys of those demons!"

"That way, the three Other-Soul Beings will be gathered."

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately jumped out to object: "Even if his Soul is strong enough for us to detain, it is not strong enough to exist eternally without a carrier. At most, it will completely dissipate without a trace in a few months."

"All three revelations must be completed. Counting him, we only have two Other-Soul Beings in our hands now. Who knows how long it will take for the other two revelations to be completed?"

"To be safe, we should try our best to recruit him. If we are to kill him, we must at least find the next suitable candidate."

"Recruit again? It's not like you're the one taking the crap! If you want to go, go yourself, don't drag me into it!" The person with the loud voice saw who was speaking and was immediately furious, straightening his neck to retort.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you are the least affected by the Seal and have plenty of time to stay outside the Black Tower, do you think such an important matter would ever fall to you?"

"The fact that our relationship with the previous Other-Soul Beings reached the point where we had to kill them is all thanks to you, you idiot."

"What did you say?!" Seeing that the two were about to fight, the moderator hurriedly shouted angrily: "You two! Beneath the throne is not the place for you to quarrel, both of you quiet down!"

Once these words were spoken, the two acted as if they had been hit by a immobilization spell, hurriedly stopping their quarrel, lowering their heads, and pressing their hands together, looking as if they were devoutly repenting.

The moderator turned his gaze to Aaron, who was sitting on his left, and asked: "Aaron, do you have any suggestions on how to deal with this person?"

"Let's try to recruit him first, and figure out the reason why the other party is hostile towards us. Everything in the world operates according to its own order; as long as we fully express our sincerity, there is no conflict that cannot be resolved."

The moderator heard this and nodded slightly, expressing approval: "The last Other-Soul Being successfully recruited was also handled by you. Perhaps Andre's temperament is indeed not suitable. Why not let you, the [Hand of Order], be responsible for this matter?"

"No problem, but the time I can move freely has already run out."

The source of power for the Twelve Divine Envoys is closely connected to the Son of God. Ever since the Son of God sealed himself, they have been affected to varying degrees based on the strength of their godhood, and the time they can leave the Black Tower to move outside has become extremely limited.

This time fluctuates with the changes in the strength of the Seal and only refreshes once every nine years. It is precisely for this reason that they choose to hold a meeting every nine years to discuss the next course of action together.

Now, the time [Hand of Order] Aaron can move in the outside world is only a few short minutes, and the time refresh will not happen until tomorrow.

"This is not difficult. The current situation is special, so let us ten, excluding Andre, pay the price of sleeping for a few days to urge the Seal to loosen early. In this way, we can trade at least nine hours of activity time for you."

"Does anyone else have a different opinion on this?" "No problem." "Sure, I've been sleepy for a long time." The others expressed their agreement one after another.

Among everyone, Aaron's style of doing things has always been calm and reliable, and he is recognized by everyone as someone worthy of trust. At the same time, he is also one of the few who cares most about the three revelations left by the Son of God.

If one must choose a person to execute this task, then [Hand of Order] Aaron is undoubtedly the best candidate.

As for why Andre was left out, it is because he is not significantly affected by the Seal himself, and it is also difficult for him to influence the Seal in return.

Moreover, because Andre has the longest activity time outside, he appears the most in the outside world as one of the Twelve Divine Envoys of the Superpower Association. If Aaron's activity time is exhausted and everyone else has fallen into a deep sleep, in case any emergencies occur at this time, there must be someone who can take care of things in time.

"Then let's start as soon as possible." As he spoke, an unknown fluctuation caused the entire Black Tower to shake slightly. At the same time, the image on the round table, like a candle flame blown out by the wind, instantly went off.

Seeing this, the ten people except for Andre and Aaron had the dreamlike mist on their faces become increasingly thick, and their figures were gradually shrouded within it. As for Aaron, it was completely the opposite; the mist covering his face gradually dissipated, and his figure became increasingly clear.

Looking at the suddenly quiet meeting hall, Andre felt bored and took the initiative to leave this place.

"The other party has declared war so arrogantly, and we haven't even made a peep here, still thinking about recruiting. It's damn cowardly!"

After going out, Andre felt more and more that something was wrong, the pent-up frustration in his heart was like a tangled mess, and he always felt that he was being gradually marginalized. Clearly, he was the one doing the most work.

A rebellious thought suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart. "Loosening the Seal won't be that fast... I can completely get there before that."

"Not suitable? I'm going to do it just to show you!" "As one of the Twelve Divine Envoys, how can I, [Fist of Judgment], tolerate such contempt from you?!"

Once the thought arose and the intention moved, the thin mist on Andre's face immediately dissipated, revealing his true appearance. In an instant, his whole person turned into a dazzling white light, instantly rushing out of the Black Tower, flying towards the G District at an incredible speed.