Outside the barrier formation, the Elders from the various sects that made up the Honorable Alliance continued their work on the formation to ensure it remained stable. Their top geniuses were all sent inside the barrier, and losing them would be tantamount to the end of the Alliance.
In the sky high above the gathered Elders and formation experts, a lone figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a sleeveless robe with a hood, which shrouded his facial features. His arms bulged with powerful muscles, as if he could fight a dragon barehanded and survive.
The man gazed down at the ground, inspecting both the formation outside as well as the ones who had constructed it.
"Child's play," the man muttered under his breath, almost as if the formation wasn't worth looking at. The man remained unnoticed by the powerful cultivators below, as if he didn't even exist in their eyes.
