Elsewhere, in a part of the jungle—
Two injured men stood close to each other.
"He was hard to kill and had so many artifacts—he was definitely an artifact seller," one of them said, looking down at a dead corpse, "But why the hell are you injured?" He asked shocked.
"What? Am I just looking injured? If I hadn't run, that beast would've killed me," the other replied, then explained everything.
"You said when you were running, you saw him use an ominous sword. What can make a soul cultivator feel ominous?" he laughed.
"I don't know. I've killed many people, but when I saw that sword, I felt like… like… it would swallow my soul."
"I've seen it somewhere in the records. I just need to verify it."
...
"Where did that man go?" Nephis asked, taking a pill to heal her injuries.
"He got injured during the fight, so he went with his other friend." Harry replied checking his own injuries.