1741 1741. Purpose

The three cultivators suppressed the violent thoughts that were invading their mental spheres before throwing them out of their minds. Pure anger filled their faces as they glanced toward the broken pool, and their eyes eventually ended on Noah.

"Do you think death scares us?" One of the cultivators asked.

"We work for a higher purpose," The second cultivator exclaimed. "How can a mere law fight against the world?"

"Don't underestimate him," The third cultivator announced. "His defying power is a necessity of Heaven and Earth's system. Someone with this ability must exist among perfection."

Noah's eyes sharpened as anger filled his mind. The third cultivator was trying to give his merits to Heaven and Earth. He was describing his many achievements and struggles as a mere consequence of the ruler's pursuit of perfection.

"She is mine," Noah growled while pointing toward the third cultivator.