“Yes!” Sol Stuart nodded.
“Angel’s Eye is located in the central part of the north of the city. It is a lake. If viewed from above, the outline of the hot spring resembles an eye, hence the name Angel’s Eye.”
“Some low-level people in the northern part of the city fish in the Angel’s Eye all year round to make a living.”
“Let’s go, we can talk while we walk!” Billy nodded slightly.
“Okay!” Sol Stuart led the group towards the Angel’s Eye.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the location of the Angel’s Eye.
“Wow, the Angel’s Eye is huge!” Black Tortoise exclaimed involuntarily as he looked around.
Billy and the others also turned their gaze towards the scene before them, a lake spanning an area of two to three hundred thousand square meters.
The lake was wider in the middle and narrower on the sides. The closer it got to the middle, the darker the water became. If viewed from above, it indeed resembled an eye.
In the shallow water areas surrounding the lake, many fishing boats were busy catching fish, and there were also many vendors selling seafood on the shore. The place was bustling with people.
“With so many people, how do we find Ghosthand Fisher?” Vermilion Bird furrowed his brows.
“Mr Stuart, do you have a picture of Ghosthand Fisher?” Stout asked Sol Stuart.
“We do, but it probably won’t be very helpful,” Sol Stuart replied. “Since Ghosthand Fisher intends to hide, he must have disguised himself.”
“Alright!” Stout responded.
“Mr Stuart, do you know the cultivation level of Ghosthand Fisher?” Casey asked.
“I’m not sure about the specifics, but at least he should have the strength of a late-stage Saint,” Sol Stuart replied with a slight shake of his head.
“Boss, can we use spiritual power to find out which ones among these people have the cultivation level of a late-stage Saint?” Azure Dragon asked Billy.
“It probably won’t work either,” Billy shook his head. “If he can disguise himself, he can probably also conceal his martial aura.”
“So, what should we do then? We can’t go around asking each person,” Azure Dragon said.
“I don’t think we need to go looking for him ourselves,” Billy said, squinting slightly.
“What do you mean?” Azure Dragon was puzzled.
“Somebody is coming!” Billy looked ahead and said calmly, “Most likely, they are from the Sacred Blood Sect.”
“Huh?” Casey and the others were taken aback and then turned their gaze towards the approaching figures.
They saw seven or eight figures flying through the air from a distance, all dressed in black robes. The leader was an elderly man with white hair.
Two of them were holding a young man and a young woman in their hands. It was clear from their condition that they were seriously injured.
“Boss, can you probe their cultivation levels?” White Tiger asked.
“The one in the lead is at the half-step Divine Realm. The rest of them, the strongest is an eighth-rank Saint, and the weakest is a fifth-rank Saint,” Billy squinted his eyes again.
“They’re that strong?” Azure Dragon and the others were somewhat surprised.
The City of Angels is indeed a place full of hidden powerhouses! Before this, they had already encountered a ninth-rank Saint, and now there was a half-step Divine Realm!
They had previously believed that Reit they encountered was one of the top experts in the Central Part aside from the Arnold family. But it seemed that it wasn’t the case. A half-step Divine Realm in the City of Angels was common!
“I can’t believe the Sacred Blood Sect has experts at the half-step Divine Realm,” White Tiger added.
“Mr Stuart, do you know anything about the Sacred Blood Sect?” Azure Dragon asked Sol Stuart.
“Didn’t Frigid Fortress use to be the number one sect in the Central Part? How can Sacred Blood Sect easily crush the Frigid Fortress with just one person?” Azure Dragon asked.
“I don’t know much either,” Sol Stuart responded with a serious expression. “I’ve only heard that they are the strongest sect in the City of Angels, apart from the Gu family and the Smith family.”
“But from what I know, the strongest person in Sacred Blood Sect should only be at the late-stage of the eighth-rank Saint.”
“But to my surprise, they not only have a ninth-rank Saint, but also someone at the half-step Divine Realm!”
“It seems that the information I had before was way off!”
“It probably isn’t your information that’s wrong,” Billy responded thoughtfully.
“Young Master, what do you mean?” Sol Stuart was slightly confused.
“Both that ninth-rank Saint and this half-step Divine Realm expert recently achieved their breakthroughs. If I guess correctly, it should have happened within the last month or two,” Billy said.
After saying that, he added, “If my guess is correct, there should be someone behind the Sacred Blood Sect as well.”
“Huh?” Sol Stuart’s pupils constricted. “Young Master, are you suggesting that someone is helping the people of the Sacred Blood Sect to improve their strength?”
“Most likely!” Billy nodded slightly.
“Whoever can help someone advance to the cultivation level of a half-step Divine Realm must be quite extraordinary!” Black Tortoise couldn’t help but exclaim.
While the group was talking, the people from the Sacred Blood Sect had already arrived in the sky above the Angel’s Eye.
“Who are they? They don’t seem like good people at all!”
“Besides the Sacred Blood Sect, it’s hard to imagine any other sect that can send out such a powerful force!”
“What kind of people are those two they are holding?”
…
The people on the shore looked up at the sky, discussing among themselves.
“Ghosthand Fisher, do you really think that just because you sent both of your children out of the City of Angels that we wouldn’t be able to find them?” At this point, the white-haired old man leading the group spoke out loudly, his voice resonating across a several-kilometer radius.
“I’ll give you one minute. If you don’t show up, your children will end up as fish food!”
Splash!
Upon hearing his words, another commotion arose from below.
“They’re here for Ghosthand Fisher, but didn’t he disappear long ago?”
“Ghosthand Fisher actually has a pair of children? I’ve never heard of this before!”
“What did Ghosthand Fisher do to provoke the Sacred Blood Sect?”
…
The discussion among the crowd resumed.
Meanwhile, a figure suddenly rushed out from a nearby building below and flew rapidly towards the lake surface.
The person was none other than Ghosthand Fisher!
At the same time, many people began to involuntarily retreat, knowing full well that things were about to get turbulent here.
“Now, the countdown begins!” the white-haired old man spoke again, his voice echoing across the surrounding several kilometers. “Remember, you only have one minute!”
As he spoke, the two men behind him lifted a young man and a young woman over their heads. The two young people were continuously spitting out blood, their faces filled with endless terror, their mouths gaping open but unable to produce any sound.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, several tens of seconds had gone by.
“Ten!”
“Nine!”
“Eight!”
“One!”
The voice of the white-haired old man echoed through the air.
After finishing his countdown, he raised his hand and waved it, saying, “Since he cares nothing for the lives of his own children, then so be it, as he wishes!”
“Understood!” the two men responded, then threw the young man and woman they were holding down into the lake.
“No, please!” At that moment, a man’s desperate shout rang out.
As the voice sounded, a figure swiftly flew out from a nearby building below and soared towards the lake.
The newcomer was none other than Ghosthand Fisher!