Alex counted the number of people that were there. In total, there were exactly 33 people, all of whom had cultivation bases of Immortal Spirit 8th realm or higher. The only exceptions to this were Luo Sheng, as well as a young woman from the Violet Mist Sect that he hadn't seen before today. They were weak, but they had managed to survive for as long as they did because they had Sentinels aiding them. Alex could faintly sense the aura of the two hidden Divinities far to the left beyond a rock wall.
Alex looked through them all. "May I ask what the occasion is for me to be welcomed by all of you?"
"It is really simple, Brother Dawnblade," Fang Xianhai said. "We fear that you may end up winning the entire thing, so we were hoping to find a way to get you to leave this secret realm. We are prepared to help you with anything you may need on the outside. Or if you do not wish for anything, we are going to fight you one after another until you can't continue. What do you think?"
