The Early Meeting

Light and shadow, haze, illusion...

This was an empty plaza whose walls were formed from nine-colored auroras, whose dome was adorned with a seven-colored starry sky, and whose floor was made of flawless, snow-white Nether White Jade. There were no buildings or seats anywhere in sight. Faint, hazy colored light gently swept across the ground of the monotonous plaza, and only the dozen or so figures standing within it lent this empty place a touch of desolation.

Punk was one of those figures standing in the empty expanse.

More precisely, it was his projection standing there. Every blurry figure present was the projection of a Legendary professional. However, because the plaza constantly emitted an enigmatic fluctuation capable of interfering with Divination Spells, and because every projection had almost completely concealed any information that could lead to a leak, all the figures looked only slightly different in appearance. Beyond that, no figure present could likely discern another figure's true strength.

However, Punk's figure differed from the others in one respect. After entering this peculiar plaza, a small pale-yellow arrow had appeared directly above the caster's projection...

If nothing unexpected happened, that arrow probably represented "newcomer."

Maybe it was meant to let all members conveniently identify and remember newly joined members.

Punk shook his head, and the pale-yellow "little arrow" swayed along with the caster's head.

The deduction was reasonable. In this plaza, every figure shared roughly the same characteristics, and the projections standing alone in separate corners rarely communicated with one another. With every method of perception rendered ineffective, without an "arrow" for identification, the old members probably would not even be able to tell who had newly joined.

But that arrow really doesn't look good. I'm not some quest NPC...

He helplessly waved a hand above his head. Watching the