Surrounded by forty-eight young disciples from three major powers, Wyatt Barnes wore a smile, unflustered even as disaster loomed before him.
"Hmph! Wyatt Barnes, facing death and still you can smile."
Ella Wood sneered, her eyes flickering with fierce luster.
"Are you so certain... that the one who will die is me?"
Upon hearing Ella Wood's words, the smile on Wyatt's face grew even brighter, his tone nonchalant, as if he completely disregarded the crisis before him.
From a distance, a group of disciples from the Five Elements Sect looked toward the crowd from Sun and Moon Sect, Grimm Wolf Fortress, and Heartbreak Sect surrounding Wyatt, their faces filled with mockery at their overestimation of themselves.
"They're truly seeking death… Do they really think that having more people will enable them to kill Wyatt Barnes?"
