... Your Mother!?

"Maybe I found another way to open the letter...?"

Davis pursed his lips, smiling suspiciously.

Alexi Ethren looked at his reaction, blinking thrice before he closed his eyes entirely. Then, finally, he raised his head and sucked in a deep breath of cold air through his teeth, his chest heaving in trepidation before he calmed down, heaving a sigh.

"I doubted if you became an Emperor Grade Formation Master to easily enter this space by unraveling it... but I now understand... It is even more absurd. You're undoubtedly a Soul King who finds weak spots in the formation easily with your mighty soul sense..."

Alexi Ethren's body trembled as he lowered his head and looked at his so-called friend who left him in the dust. He wiped off the invisible sweat from his forehead and wryly smiled.

"Are you sure that you are not heaven's chosen child?"

"Anything but that..." Davis smilingly uttered.