The two pursuers crouched together in the darkness, watching Han Wu and Tian Wen. “Big brother, those two don’t even have 100,000 units combined. They must be newcomers. We should teach them a lesson.”1

The speaker bore a scar across his face, giving him a menacing look. He stared greedily at Tian Wen as the latter carefully placed fragments into a bag.0

His elder brother was fat and covered in freckles, eyes glinting with even more greed as he studied Han Wu and Tian Wen’s fragments. “They’ve only taken down a few wandering low-ranking Divine Souls. Their haul is small. Let’s follow them for now. Once they gather enough fragments, we’ll kill them.”0

“Good idea, big brother,” the younger one agreed, nodding and giving...0