Whoosh!

Alex felt an abrupt wave of information rushing into his mind—everything about the True Martial Tyrant Sword.

At that moment, the True Martial Starlord’s divided soul also sent a divine sense to him, telling him that if some unforeseen factor appeared because of the True Martial Soul, he had to remember to find his daughter. She would lend him a hand.

“Huh?”

Alex was dumbfounded as he heard it through his divine sense telepathy.

“What did you mean?

“Hey. Why would an uncontrollable factor appear in the True Martial Soul? Darn it. There is really a trap within it. You’ve scammed me. You took an oath, but it was all bullsh*t.”

He suddenly recalled that the True Martial Starlord’s divided soul had said his days were numbered and that he would die soon. If that were the case, the oath that he had taken would be rendered useless!

‘Argh! You scammer!’

Alex cursed furiously as he pointed to the sky. He could somehow feel a small, vague, gray shadow in the depths of his soul,