The invisible force was swiftly enraged by his words. A violent gale swept through the entire hall, whipping the Wind Banners hanging around it into loud flapping. Had an ordinary person been caught within it, their legs would have long been shaking like sieves—let alone an ordinary hunter.
Some people outside quickly noticed the strange occurrence at the Divine Temple. Though the blade in Chen Zui's hand bore no decoration whatsoever, the cleverer ones had already begun making bold guesses and cautiously seeking proof.
"Could an ordinary hunter from a village truly possess such unyielding pride and fearlessness in the face of danger?"
"Exactly! And he called those clay statues in the Divine Temple Divine Cultivation. He must be a cultivator!"
"Right, he's a cultivator—but where did he come from? Aren't all the people in the Lotus Pond Secret Realm ordinary people?"
"What I mean is—he's a contestant in this final!"
"What? How is that possible? None of the contestants look like him!"
Indeed, the contestants playing natives had all changed their appearances. That was why no one had considered it at first. If their faces had remained the same, someone would have noticed as soon as the competition began.
"The more you think about it, the more terrifying it gets! If the hunter is a contestant, then the others—"
The spectators quickly sprang into action, counting the people together. Before long, they discovered that everyone in the Lotus Pond Secret Realm combined numbered only one more than the contestants who had originally entered it.
That one extra person was terrifying.
"So what exactly is that extra one?"
"Could it be an incarnation of the Buddha Lotus? If so, that would make sense—but which one is the extra person? I looked carefully, and I truly can't tell who it is."