"I hadn't spent much time in Zero Space. Although I was fairly familiar with most Great Realms, I had never looked into the Divinity Realm. There were no Apostle-level figures within it, and its overall ranking among the Great Realms had always been near the bottom. Yet now, its members could defeat Ghost Realm people who possessed innate advantages and strength comparable to the elders of other realms. That was highly abnormal."
"Also, Constantine, the rising powerhouse who appeared at the auction—even Yu Ming could not confirm his true identity. If there really is something wrong with him, wouldn't displaying overwhelming strength in the first preliminary match be a little too conspicuous?"
"Has the Divinity Realm always liked concealing its strength and playing the pig to eat the tiger, or does it truly have serious internal problems? This must be watched carefully. Once the Divinity Realm shows any suspicious signs, we can directly take control of it using the powerful people currently gathered in Sand China."
As Zhang Chen carefully watched this disciplined group from the Divinity Realm, they seemed to simultaneously sense someone's gaze and turned their heads toward him.
Zhang Chen did not retreat, directly meeting more than a dozen pairs of eyes.
There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in several of their gazes, yet they showed no fear whatsoever beneath Zhang Chen's scrutiny. Every one of them possessed strength at least at the elder level.
"Eighth Apostle, is there something you need?" The demon who had just won his match sent him a message.
"Nothing. I was merely looking at you all," Zhang Chen replied calmly.
"It is quite an honor to have the Eighth Apostle watch my match." As the demon finished transmitting his message, the group of more than ten people simultaneously turned away