"Look, that's a Hell-Grade teleportation gate!"
"No way, Zero Wing is actually challenging the Hell-Grade Raven God Ruins? Have they gone insane?"
"I heard that the Hell-Grade Raven God Ruins requires facing a Grand Lord Grade Boss. It's several times stronger than a High Lord, practically invincible for current guilds. Could Zero Wing's team leader have picked the wrong difficulty?"
When the crowd outside the Raven God Ruins saw the pitch-black teleportation gate with faint skulls emerging on its surface, their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.
A fifty-man large-scale team dungeon was already difficult enough to raid. Being able to reach the final Boss on Hard difficulty was impressive enough to earn everyone's admiration; no one had ever even considered Hell-Grade.
Not long after Shi Feng and the others entered the dungeon, the news spread throughout White River City.
Nobody dared believe it was true.
However, the most shocked were the various major guilds in White River City.
After years of development, more than a hundred guilds of all sizes had established themselves in White River City. Zero Wing Guild was the city's overlord and had always been under everyone's watchful attention.
"They haven't even cleared the Hard-Grade Raven God Ruins, yet they dare challenge Hell-Grade? I never thought Black Flame would have a moment of hotheadedness, too." Feng Xuanyang could not help revealing a sneer as he looked at the latest report he had received.
Netherworld's intelligence network covered more than a dozen kingdoms and several empires. As a mid-level member of Netherworld, Feng Xuanyang understood very clearly what Hell-Grade meant in a fifty-man team dungeon.
It meant despair!
Among those kingdoms and empires, several top-tier major guilds had cleared fifty-man team dungeons on Hard difficulty. Yet, when facing Hell-Grade, they could not even defeat the first