After Wu Ling’s left hand exploded, leaving not even a single bone behind, the eighteen Heaven Sparks that originally belonged to him instantly flew out and entered the Heaven Gate pattern on Nie Tian’s hand.

Nie Tian examined the Heaven Sparks the moment they flew into his Heaven Gate pattern and found that there were numerous ancient symbols in them.

“Wu Ling...” Nie Tian glanced around and couldn’t find even a trace of Wu Ling, and his psychic awareness also failed to sense his existence.

“He’s gone?” Nie Tian thought to himself, confused.

After a thorough search, Nie Tian was convinced that Wu Ling had indeed disappeared from the palace.

From the look of it, Wu Ling knew the secrets of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace. When he was certain that he wouldn’t be able to survive Nie Tian’s rage punch, he decided to sever his own hand.

The moment his hand was separated from his arm, he seemed to be dragged out of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace by an unknown force.

After coming to an understanding about what had happened, Nie Tian felt a bit respectful toward Wu Ling. “He’s quite a character!”

After all, there...