Four names represented four Master Clans, and Zhizong fell completely silent.
Jin Shi Juan and Snow Queen said nothing. They were deeply shaken.
Why had the Master Clans joined the Unknown? And why so abruptly? Judging by their names, they didn't seem to be particularly powerful, yet Eight Colors had agreed to let them in. Could the Master Clans have forced their juniors into the Unknown?
Why?
Joining the Unknown meant taking part in the campaign against the Ancients.
As the voices faded, four figures emerged from the hanging coffins and appeared in Zhizong, entering the sight of every member of the Unknown.
On Zhizong's ground, Ming Gui looked around. So this was the Unknown? He'd heard about it long ago, but this was his first time seeing it.
His aura had settled, and a gentle glow radiated from him. He was completely different from when he'd fought Saint Extinguisher at the Flowing Camp; now he looked utterly harmless.
Beside him, Time Question was like a charming Dragon Fish, gleaming with golden light as he floated in midair.
Yun Tan, meanwhile, was a mass of purple vapor. No one could tell what was inside.
Eternal was cloaked in black Dead Silence Power, which flowed down from his head and around his body in a closed cycle. Yet he drew the most attention, because he was a human-shaped living being, though hidden in darkness.
To Eternal, the Unknown was a strange place. He'd been born with the Unknown's mark, inherited from Wang Wen, yet he'd never truly joined the Unknown.
He hadn't expected to join it now, in this manner.
The sudden arrival of four members of the Master Clans plunged Zhizong into a brief silence. Then a voice of discontent rang out. "Eight Colors, why are they all such youngsters?"