Oracle Palace

Braydon Neal clearly wasn't intrigued by the term 'kind'.

He and Takiyah Zakwe weren't of the same kind.

By saying this, Takiyah inadvertently indicated that she lacked friends in the wilderness.

Without friends and family of the same kind, they were destined to endure endless loneliness.

Therefore, when Takiyah stumbled upon Braydon, this wild descendant of a god, she became curious.

Braydon was like a clear stream among the descendants of the gods, venturing into the wild to hunt spirit beasts.

Takiyah murmured softly, "I came to the Small Divine City to find out who you are. If I can't, you have to come with me. I've already informed the Oracle Palace. They'll be here soon."

"Oracle Palace?"

Braydon turned around, a frown forming on his face.

Braydon didn't know about the Oracle Palace.

However, he knew that once a powerful figure appeared, his identity could no longer be concealed.