Jared watched them, and something rose in him that he couldn't quite put a name to.
These people had probably come from the Upper Realm. The weakest among them was at least True Immortal Realm Level Five. If they meant harm, the Skywolf Tribe wouldn't be able to stop them at all. But there was nothing hostile in their eyes. Only strain and the kind of exhaustion that sat all the way in the bone.
"You came from the Sixteenth Firmament?" Jared asked.
The elder looked at him. He stayed silent for a moment, then nodded. "Yes."
Jared's pupils tightened slightly.
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