The whole affair was infuriating. They had clearly agreed to come support him once they dealt with King Pan. Yet he had been held up for three whole years, and even the white-robed powerhouses beside him had all been killed. Still, they had not come.
Weren't they deliberately making a fool of him? He had already decided that he would find those bastards and demand an explanation.
His plan was sound, but when he arrived at their rendezvous point...
He saw a scene he could hardly believe.
The Four Little Saints, Jin Gu and the others, were being besieged by a group of Contestants. Pan King Zhou led them, but he also had dozens of powerful helpers at his side. Every one of them was formidable and highly skilled.
Each was roughly as powerful as Pan King Zhou.
King Pan was an Ultimate Powerhouse, after all. Even among the Avengers, such figures were exceedingly rare.
He had never expected this fellow to find another dozen or so helpers. Their fighting strength far exceeded what his own side possessed.
The Lord of Extreme Cold looked at them and found them strange. Though they were powerful, they were like lumps of wood, with little spark of life.
They seemed like puppets, but not entirely.
He suddenly slapped his forehead. "Damn, no wonder they've been pinned down here by these bastards."
He instantly realized who these people were. They were the Contestants who had accompanied Pan King Zhou.
They had merely used a special method to force their way into the ultimate realm.
The drawbacks of this method were enormous. Essentially, these people no longer had any potential to advance.
They would remain in the ultimate realm forever.
In the Upper Realm, the ultimate realm was considered trash. Nobody would even want them