"I never expected the Royal Beast Sect to have such a young and powerful Supreme as its backer."
The middle-aged man's voice was low and cautious, stripped of its earlier arrogance.
"It won't be easy to obtain the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts today."
"We are members of the Infinite Beast Sect from the southern region of Sunpetal Reach," he continued solemnly.
"We don't know who you are, nor do we intend to offend you. We only came here to look for a monster."
The old man slowly withdrew his palm. Behind his back, his fingers trembled faintly, the movement subtle but undeniable.
He had felt it clearly just now.
That young man in the sky carried no trace of spiritual energy.
Only an oppressive physical presence that distorted the surrounding space, as if the world itself had grown heavier.
A pure physical cultivator.
And not an ordinary one.
