"Captain."
"Captain."
As the middle-aged man in bronze armor arrived, all four immediately grew solemn and greeted him with utmost respect.
They had no choice but to respect him.
The strength of this middle-aged man in bronze armor alone surpassed that of any one of the four.
"Captain?"
Qin Hao looked at the middle-aged man in bronze armor thoughtfully. Clearly, he was the leader of the four.
The middle-aged man in bronze armor nodded slightly and looked at Qin Hao. "You possess the Bronze Tiger Tally left by our master, so you are qualified to challenge the Destruction Gate. However..."
He paused, then continued, "Whether you can pass depends on you. Let me warn you: if you fail, only one fate awaits you—death."
Qin Hao's heart tightened. Although he had already expected this, hearing the man say it outright still put considerable pressure on him.
"Captain, this brat is too weak. He's only a Five-Star Ancestral God. He has no hope of passing the challenge." The sharp-eyed man wreathed in killing intent shook his head.
"That's right, Captain. Those who challenged it before were all Divine Lords. This brat is only a Five-Star Ancestral God. The gap is too great," the man with earthy-yellow skin added.
"In the past, he wouldn't even have qualified to challenge the Destruction Gate." The man covered in shaggy black fur also shook his head, giving Qin Hao no chance.
Qin Hao looked at the four in embarrassment.
None of them had any confidence in him whatsoever, as though challenging it would mean certain death.
Qin Hao felt considerable pressure.
But no matter how great that pressure was, he could not retreat.
Besides, retreat was not an option.
"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Moreover, he has the Bronze Tiger Tally." The middle-aged man