Visitors from the Origin Realm

At this moment, no matter what they had been doing, everyone stopped and looked up as the sky curtain split open.

Within the dark, unfathomable heavens, the wormhole resembled a terrifying gaping maw, exuding an aura that did not belong to the New Realm.

Whoosh, whoosh~~!!

Figures emerged from the sky.

Several brawny, cold-faced men stepped out of the wormhole.

Their clothing looked somewhat strange, seemingly similar to mercenary gear, yet they did not appear to be people of the New Realm.

Even the weakest among them was in the Eternal Life Realm.

A tall, burly man stood as their leader. At the Peak Three Flowers stage, he walked out of the wormhole and looked down below.

He raised a hand and lightly fanned the air before his nose twice. "The smell of the New Realm really is hard to bear. Oh! Look at this air—how filthy. It's full of damned industrial fumes. This environment isn't even as good as the toilets back home. No wonder this place can't produce even a single Eternal Life Realm expert."

A man in fitted combat attire beside him said, "Boss Vislan, the New Realm is just like this. The cultivation atmosphere isn't nearly as strong, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is extremely thin. Their technology has developed well, but it has limited people's pursuit of their own limits. They've put the cart before the horse. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't want to break through the Heavenly Gate and leave."

"They're nothing but ignorant natives. Looking at them for one extra second dirties my eyes."

After speaking, Vislan looked back at his companions. "Everyone made it over?"

"We're all here. All twelve members of our mercenary group are present."

"Then prepare to act. This time, the employer gave us a round-trip