Elder Han looked up at the bright sky with a gloomy expression. The land surrounding him was desolate, and the air was hot. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead and soaked his clothes.
A faint growl emanated from his stomach, and he glanced over at the numerous tents scattered around him. In the midst of the tents, the other Array masters were gathered, enjoying their meals and discussing a new Array they had recently discovered.
He let out a sigh and waved his hand dismissively when one of the Array masters offered him to join them.
"Not right now. I'm keeping an eye on the realm gate. Recently, I felt some sort of movements in the air."
The Array master left him alone, but in the distance, he scoffed. None of them had sensed anything from the realm gate, so how could he?
