Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully counted the figures on the stone platform. Including himself, still lying low outside, there were seven people in all.
Nine tokens, nine token holders. With seven people present, that meant two had yet to arrive.
His gaze swept casually over the other six as he swiftly assessed their cultivation, reserves, strength of aura, and realms. In an instant, he gained a clear understanding of the other token holders.
All six stood at the pinnacle of cultivators in the Myriad Worlds Sea. Not one was mediocre. Even the weakest two were genuine peak God Emperors, half a step into the God Sovereign realm, with deep reserves and solid foundations. In any Floating City, they would have been supreme experts capable of holding sway over an entire region.
Beyond them, two other auras on the stone platform were particularly weighty and immense, as deep as the sea.
Those were the formidable pressures of two experts firmly established in the early God Sovereign realm. Their auras were condensed, their reserves abundant, and their Dao resonance stable. They stood at the same realm as Lin Feng. Clearly, these two fellow token holders were the supreme opponents he would need to watch most carefully during his coming journey through the secret realm, and those he was most likely to confront head-on.
The six wore different expressions and harbored different thoughts. Some concealed wariness and apprehension in their eyes; some looked aloof and indifferent; some hid profound ambition; others remained composed and reserved, revealing nothing. Everyone swept their gaze over the others, covertly assessing and probing them. A silent contest had already begun.
Lin Feng remained motionless in the distance, betraying nothing. He neither approached nor showed himself, nor joined their probing exchanges of glances. He quietly lay