"What?!"
Everyone at the Round Table Meeting was stunned by the news.
Though Neil was only a gatekeeper, he was domain sequence level three.
Moreover, among all those at domain sequence level three, Neil was universally acknowledged as the strongest.
It was precisely because they trusted his strength, and because his loyalty had been proven over decades, that he had been assigned to guard the gates of the First Domain's Safe Zone.
Yet someone from the Eighth Domain had actually subdued him!
Meanwhile, outside the gates of the First Domain...
Several pale purple rings of light bound Neil's entire body, holding him suspended in midair. A Ring-Bladed Saber at his throat had already sliced halfway through his neck, and blood kept pouring out.
Zhong Dingming adjusted his glasses and said in disappointment, "Can't you even relay a message in full? I told you, I didn't come to join your First Domain. I came to cooperate with you."
Neil replied, "I understand your arrogance. You're exactly like Sima Ji was back then... but the nobles of the First Domain will not cooperate with anyone. The only thing you can offer is absolute submission."
"Sima Ji?" Zhong Dingming nodded. "He is indeed formidable. Unfortunately, I've met people even stronger than him, and more than one."
"Gatekeeper, bringing him up won't scare me."
Neil offered no further explanation. "Then, esteemed guest, please wait and see."
At the Round Table Meeting, everyone fell silent for a long time after receiving Neil's message.
"Interesting." Marquis Madison chuckled twice. "It seems our understanding of the Eighth Domain is still far too superficial."
Duke Henry murmured, "Have we spent so long in the First Domain that we've lost touch with the world as it is now?"
Then he added, "Research into God-Hunting Artifacts is our weakness. Since