"Aren't you getting excited a bit too early?"
The 'sober' person wasn't just Wyatt Barnes. A tall man wrapped in a silver robe, with a face as handsome as jade, furrowed his brows, saying, "We have powerful beings here who have reached the 'Saint Immortal Seventh Transformation' and the 'Saint Immortal Eighth Transformation.' Do you think the other two groups don't have such individuals?"
"Even though the 'entrance' to this space is now closed... Do you think that, among those who have entered, there's no one besides 'Lord Larson Buckingham' and 'Lord Mason Waddy' whose abilities surpass the 'Saint Immortal Seventh Transformation'?"
As soon as the man said this, those who had previously displayed excitement were suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water, involuntarily shivering and snapping back to reality.
"He's right! There's definitely more than just two powerful beings above the 'Saint Immortal Seventh Transformation' who have entered this space!"
