章 1639: Sacred Domain

Goddess was in the Martial Hall of Sacred shelter, watching the Divinity's Bout. A man covered in holy light walked onto the battlefield.

Almost everyone in the Fourth Sanctuary knew about Dollar now. However, as Goddess looked at Dollar, she felt that he seemed familiar. It wasn't because she had seen his fights like everyone else; she felt that she had met Dollar before, but she couldn't recall when or where.

It was natural that Goddess couldn't recall. She couldn't link this peerless being with someone who was defeated by her dog in a single strike.

And also, Goddess hadn't given Han Sen a second look. Before she actually saw Han Sen clearly, her black dog had already smacked him into a wall. Goddess thought Han Sen had already died, which was why she could kind of remember his shape, but she couldn't remember where she actually met him.

Sacred's master entered the battlefield and summoned a golden scepter into his hands.