"Damn it, it seems like we can't get in without being burned by fire."
The Rakshasa Race's Demon Saint cursed, cultivating a Yin Attribute Technique which this very thing countered.
"Brute, don't you know how to draw out the flames from inside?"
A somewhat disdainful voice floated from behind, as if a grand bell, unapologetically.
He frowned and turned his head to see a silver-haired elder coming through the void, surrounded by strands of star-patterned runes.
"Then hurry up and do it."
He did not get angry; this old fellow was a Demon Saint of the Star Race.
The Star Race had been dominant since ancient times, with numerous powerful figures. They excelled in the art of Arrays, surpassing all other races.
This old man wasn't considered very powerful within the Star Race, but among them, he was regarded as the highest in Array levels, an Array Saint. They managed to get inside thanks to his guidance.
