Cruel Rules

That phantom stood in midair.

With his appearance, the Blue Moon at the edge of the third layer seemed to freeze in an instant, its hazy moonlight briefly losing its color between breaths.

Step by step, he left solid footprints in the air, and half the sky began to tremble the moment that figure appeared.

"The drum has stopped."

Fei Mi frowned, her face carrying an unprecedented seriousness. This was also her first time seeing someone who controlled the Void Cage.

Yet that figure had concealed himself too perfectly. Even with Fei Mi's experience and the memories she had plundered, she could not identify his race.

"With such a display, even the Clan Leader of the Elf race may not compare. What exactly is this person? How could he possess such terrifying strength while we knew nothing at all?!"

His expression equally grave, an elderly man in the distance, white-browed and white-bearded and nearing the end of his years, fixed a razor-sharp gaze upon the figure in the air.

"Hadn't Lord Xilos entered the bottom layer long ago? Why has there still been no movement?"

"Tch! It would be best if there weren't any movement. If I remember correctly, that hot-tempered one from the Orc race also went down below earlier. If those two meet, they might tear the entire Twilight Abyss upside down this time."

"Tsk tsk... I remember the last time those two fought, Lord Xilos utterly crushed her, didn't she? Lord Xilos had just ascended to the position of Clan Leader then and was at the height of her glory. Lord Biers was young and reckless too, so proud that she could not tolerate anyone else. Otherwise, she would not have been so badly injured."

"They are young, after all. Once they reach a certain age, they