Outside, the three youngsters were already getting impatient, feeling like someone was stealing their chance. After all, Xuefeng's group just came out of nowhere and entered the queue, standing first in line before using the power to shut them down. That's only something a bully would do.
"Damn, there is no way the Royal Family sent them… They didn't have the Royal Family uniforms! Or even a Sigil!" The winner of the tournament called out angrily, being the most pissed off. He wanted to rush out and enter inside the temple to see what they were doing yet he knew it was a suicide.
Thankfully, he didn't need to wait for too long to vent his anger as he saw a group of elders flying from the city towards them. An old man with all hair grey was leading them, looking like the most powerful of the bunch.
There was an aura of knowledge and power around him.
