Chapter 1617

The Divine Dog Tribe, like many similar groups, had lived in the Outer Expanse for generations. Because of this, Intermediate Deity Realm cultivators were relatively rare in the area. The tavern where the confrontation took place was a small and unimpressive establishment. Typically, those at the Intermediate Deity Realm wouldn't bother to visit such a place. It was precisely this reasoning that had emboldened Alberto to act with impunity—until now, when he unexpectedly ran into someone he couldn't overpower. Alberto, though shocked at first, wasn't entirely a pushover. He quickly regained his composure. His eyes turned bloodshot, and a low growling sound emanated from his throat as he demanded coldly, "Who are you?" "Just scram!" Sebastian said flatly with an emotionless expression. He raised his hand and swung a slap toward Alberto. Though the movement appeared slow, Alberto could do nothing but watch in horror as the palm grew larger and larger in his vision. He tried to dodge,