Gravis stepped forward under total silence. His group was not paralyzed, but they didn't need to say anything. They only smirked. The two elders from the Wind Sect were shocked that Gravis had already reached the Self Stage, but they were more relieved than shocked. They wouldn't die today.
The six attacking elders looked with terror at Gravis, while the fire elders looked with pity at the group. They could only shake their heads.
"Six people at the Sapling Stage attacking three in the initial Stage," Gravis said as he shook his head. "Pathetic. No wonder you won't ever ascend. You only care about resources but have lost all self-respect. Nearly every cultivator with the talent to ascend would feel ashamed if they were in your shoes. Why do you need the resources of weaker people if you are powerful enough to ascend by yourself?"
"We didn't-"one of them tried to transmit.
