Chapter 947

Norvin’s expression instantly changed at the words, and he muttered, “Martial Sage...”

Duncan, who was just a late-stage Martial God, only needed three moves with just one-tenth of his strength to make him struggle.

How terrifying would a Martial Sage be?

Norvin did not dare to think or imagine it. He used countless rare ingredients and spent more than half his life to reach the Martial God realm. Martial Sage was beyond his comprehension.

“Don’t worry.” Duncan snorted and assured him, “When I fought him that year, I sensed a hint of death in his inner energy. It was a sign of spiritual exhaustion and the decline of his life force.

“You know that despite the immense strength of martial realm experts, who have the power to move mountains and split rocks, we’re still bound by our mortality. We’re vulnerable to the limitations of our birth, aging, sickness, and death.

“There’s a high possibility that that man is already dead, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Duncan’s voice was