Anvis had no intention of preventing the Core Secret Realm from collapsing. The Priest's move was an open scheme. He was willing to pay any price to exhaust the entire Core Secret Realm, and Anvis's side could not simply ignore it.
Moreover, from Anvis's personal perspective, this was not necessarily a bad thing.
His foremost objective now was to bring his people safely back to the Main World. He had a way to do so; their greatest enemy was the Priest waiting outside to catch them in a trap.
In order to destroy this Core Secret Realm, the Priest had surely paid an enormous price. As one side waned and the other grew, their chances of victory would rise considerably.
Anvis had already formed a rough assessment of the strength of the Star Praise Sect members who had infiltrated the Glory Secret Realm.
At first, he had assumed that the enemy possessed trump cards above the Ninth Rank, but he soon overturned that guess.
They might be able to assassinate some careless Explorers through ambushes and similar methods, but their true overall strength should likewise lie between the Eighth and Ninth Ranks.
Otherwise, those strange masses they had sent in should also have possessed Ninth Rank strength, rather than their current ambiguous level.
For a moment, Anvis's gaze seemed to pierce through layers of obstructing space and meet the Priest's gloomy yet fanatical eyes atop the High Tower Altar.
Then, the blue-eyed youth smiled faintly.
Since you want to destroy this secret realm completely, I'll lend you a hand and make its bloom even more brilliant.
To witness the collapse of a miniature world at point-blank range while fully conscious was likewise a precious experience to him.
At this moment, as the secret realm gradually began to disintegrate, the Last