"Everyone entering the Aberrant Realm this time will likely make a move. We shouldn't act too hastily."
Mu Jingfeng placed great importance on the Heaven-Sent Opportunity, and his thoughts were exceedingly meticulous as he cautioned Lin Xuan.
"Senior Brother, there's no need to worry so much. The strong are revered; everyone has a chance at fortune."
"It all depends on who is stronger!"
Lin Xuan chuckled softly, his eyes brimming with confidence.
Mu Jingfeng only gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "Junior Brother, countless prodigies have entered the Aberrant Realm this time. Back in the Chaotic Lands, you still hadn't seen them all."
"Oh?"
"Please elaborate, Senior Brother."
Lin Xuan raised his brows.
Once again, Mu Jingfeng began speaking at length, every word laden with caution.
"There are quite a few prodigies entering the Aberrant Realm this time—those from the Central Region, the Four Regions, and the Demon Race."
"There are no shortage of prodigies who have broken their limits twice or three times. They are all elites of their respective factions."
"Beyond that, there are two supreme prodigies, both of whom have broken their limits four times."
"They are Zhan Gu, second on the Hidden Dragon Ranking and of the War Clan's Eighth Branch, as well as Wu Xuan of the Brahma Sound Temple, third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."
Lin Xuan silently committed the two names to memory. Four-time limit-breaking prodigies, backed by the foundations of those two factions, were surely incomparably powerful—existences at the very ceiling.
"So, Junior Brother, you must think thrice before acting. It would be best to gather every force we can and move together."
"Our Divine Firmament is not in a good position at present. Pressure is coming from every side, and we may very well be besieged."
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