"Hmph!"
Although Duke Nasir had a strong sense of hierarchy and a fiery temper, he was no fool. He snorted, forcibly restrained himself, and turned away with a show of disdain, grumbling:
"Where is the Huan King? Didn't he announce to the world that any foreign Great Adept who set even half a foot within the Secret Trove of King Wu of Zhou would... die?! The trove is about to open, so why haven't we seen him yet?"
The moment Duke Nasir finished speaking, the foreign Great Adepts around him felt their hearts tighten and instinctively looked in every direction!
"Hahaha... surely you didn't take that seriously, High Lord Nasir? How many foreign Great Adepts have gathered here? Even Qin Shi Huang returned from the dead wouldn't dare make such outrageous boasts, much less a mere Otherworlder!"
A booming laugh rang out. Taurus Oles, the Gold Saint from the Greece Region, spoke loudly in a voice like a bull's bellow, with a hint of mockery at Duke Nasir swallowing an attack from a Chinese Otherworlder.
The foreign Great Adepts gathered here included High Lords from the United States, Gold Saints from Greece, Great Sages and God-King Warriors from Canada, Vampire Dukes from Britain, Wolf Kings from France, Battle Kings and Great Prophets from the Russian Federation, Human Ninjas and Onmyodo Kings from Japan, Dharma Kings and High Priests from Egypt, and more. Nearly a hundred Great Adepts were scattered across dozens of miles, yet they had loosely banded together.
Such a terrifying lineup could sweep through any nation. No one took the Huan King's proclamation seriously. Many even believed that his absence was only natural-if he appeared, how could he fulfill his earlier boast?!
"Heh..."
Soft laughter rose from every direction.
There were puzzled chuckles, disdainful sneers, casual smiles, uneasy