Deep voices boomed, and all eyes converged.
The moment Zhu Rou Rong appeared, the atmosphere shifted abruptly. Hearing even the ancient giant Jiang Yuan speak in praise, the four sage phantoms could not help taking him more seriously.
After several breaths of confrontation, the phantoms actually smiled.
"Heavenly Transformation Mid-stage in the Desolate Realm? That barely counts as having some talent."
"Indeed. At this level of cultivation, the effects of resources and bitter training are already negligible. Talent is the key that determines one's height. Even the slightest difference in apparent cultivation is enough to reveal a gulf-like disparity in talent. This man's gifts far surpass those ants."
"If one wishes to successfully condense an avatar as we did, the demands on talent are even harsher. Other than this junior having a sliver of hope, there is no second person in present-day Cloud Star."
"Precisely. Cloud Star has declined to this state—how could he possibly have found any resources to aid him? To enter this realm through talent alone is truly rare."
"Just as Elder Jiang said, this man must be one of the current high-ranking figures behind the scenes!"
After their assessment, several phantoms revealed faint smiles.
Their subtle words and expressions naturally radiated the superiority of senior sages. No matter how capable Zhu Rou Rong was, in their eyes, he was still only a wet-behind-the-ears youngster.
At most, he had merely barely caught their eye.
Though such an attitude was unpleasant.
The Star God Guards did not dare speak presumptuously. After struggling to their feet, they approached Zhu Rou Rong and cupped their fists in salute, their eyes still carrying a few traces of apprehension.
"My lord..."
Before he could finish, Zhu Rou Rong calmly raised a hand and cut him off.
"You may withdraw first. I already