In the End, He Can't Go Back

"Of course," Xetsa Yeza's lips curved into a slight smile as she readily agreed, her demeanor almost causing Braydon Neal to question her sincerity.

Fela Yengo's anxiety surfaced. 

"Divine Priest, you promised to cede half of your territory to the Young Divine Lord. Where does that leave me?"

"Don't be naive," Xetsa chided him calmly. 

"The future accomplishments of the Divine Lord's descendants won't be confined by a mere dynasty. The Young Divine Lord has mastered the martial arts banished immortal. He'll be the second Young Divine Lord in our martial civilization's history, reigning over all realms and beings."

Xetsa's words ignited a spark in Fela's eyes. 

He grasped the implications behind her statement—the second Young Divine Lord, successor to the first Great Divine Priests of the Oracle Palaces, the true Lord of the Ruins.

At that moment, Fela understood the significance of Xetsa's words.