Alasdair's expression darkened further when that thought crossed his mind. Regardless of who the perpetrator was, the fact remained that Mohsin had died.
The demise of a level eight supreme paragon significantly weakened the Wicked Tribe's overall might, especially as one of their level nine supreme paragon elders had perished at the Eastern Sea. Even though the deviant techniques that they practiced allowed them to secure rapid advancement, becoming a level eight supreme paragon remained a height of achievement for any faction.
Mohsin's sudden death had thrown a spanner in the works of Alasdair's previous plans, which irritated him greatly.
"Damn it!" he cursed to himself. The failed invasion of Southsky and the loss of a supreme paragon elder only fueled his frustration further.
Regardless of whether Severin was involved in Mohsin's demise, Alasdair blamed it all on Severin. After ranting to himself, he coldly instructed Riyyan, "Thank you for informing you. You may leave."
Alasdair hastened back to the White Bone Palace and promptly relayed the shocking news to the old half-immortal monster Grenn in the Darkness Sacred Land. He then ordered the disciples who were engaged in battle outside Harson Pass to make a 30-mile retreat.
Aware that Sherman, Carson, and others would soon learn of Mohsin's death, Alasdair feared that even a protective divine weapon would not be enough to deal with three level-nine supreme paragons. He decided a strategic retreat was the better course of action. As they say, 'lose the battle, win the war'.
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