That arrow directly shattered a mountain as it grazed past Ye Xiwen. He could even see space beside him split open into a black crack, which suddenly burst apart right at his side.
A middle-aged man stood there with a mane of loose red hair, clad in animal hide. He was broad and powerfully built, with an overbearing force rippling from his body.
He held a divine bow in his hand, and it radiated an astonishing fluctuation.
Ye Xiwen immediately became wary. That arrow had been terrifying. If he had carelessly taken it head-on, he would have been severely injured on the spot.
"You. Come with us!"
The middle-aged man spoke. Several powerful figures had appeared beside him, dressed much the same, though none were as strong as this middle-aged man.
"Who exactly are you?" Ye Xiwen asked.
"Outsider, we are the gods of the great Fire Tribe. Today, you are fortunate enough to serve our Fire Tribe!" the middle-aged man said, then waved his hand impatiently.
"When I tell you to move, you move. Cut the nonsense. Don't try any tricks, or I'll shoot you dead with one arrow!" This middle-aged man was extremely powerful. Ye Xiwen estimated that he might already be at the Peak Imperishable Realm.
Although the opening of the Suimu Realm this time mainly concerned the contest among the younger generation under ten thousand years old, that did not mean others could not enter. The agreement among the major powers merely prohibited overly powerful experts from entering, and the threshold for "overly powerful" was the Peak Imperishable Realm.
In other words, this middle-aged man before him was likely one of the strongest among all those who had entered this time.
While they could not directly contend for the Heavenly Fire Fruit, they were still permitted