A snort resounded through the room. "The Atlas Clan? Their ranking is nothing but a mirage. Their foundations aren't anywhere near as deep as the other top 9 quadrants. In just one generation, they already fell two spots, from 5th to 7th. They'll definitely be the next to fall from the top 9, following the Water Mist Sect's lead."
The man who spoke stood at almost 9 feet tall and had a fiery red mane for a beard. Technically, his bloodline was actually from a mere Earth Grade race of Crimson Lion, but due to fortuitous encounters, he broke through continuously to raise himself to the Transcendent Grade.
He was Eight!
