This group of mysterious people encountered on the seabed have unknown origins. Their mannerisms are informal but exude an air of eeriness.
Yuki remained exceedingly cautious, observing everyone here.
Yet, at this moment, no one paid attention to Yuki at all.
Yuki even suspected that if he suddenly launched an attack, he had a fifty percent chance of defeating this group, leaving them in disarray.
But strangely, this group exuded an aura of having reached the "pinnacle of realms."
—— Are these guys too heartless...?
—— By the way, what realm exactly are they in?
Yuki really wanted to ask. But seeing their serious demeanor, he felt embarrassed to speak up.
And so, several hours passed.
It was Inzewei who first broke the silence. The Sect Leader reached under his seat, pulled out a small red bucket, opened the lid, stirred with two fingers, picked up a storage device, and plugged it into the data port on the side of his thigh.
Then, he exhaled slightly.
