The entrance to the secret realm is a massive vortex of Mana, densely packed runes connected in chains to lock the vortex and prevent Mana from leaking out of the secret realm.
The three major guilds have gathered outside the vortex of the secret realm, with three hundred new recruits from each guild standing behind the senior members.
The leaders are scheming at the front, while the many newcomers are observing each other.
Some are eager to try, others with serious expressions, and some are nervous and uneasy, all sorts of reactions.
"Look at that."
Su Yu, following He Shoucheng's finger, saw a young man with two Sword Boxes on his back at the front of the Sword Spirit Pavilion team, looking at them with a contemptuous smile. The white-haired man beside him made a throat-cutting gesture with his hand.
"So arrogant, does anyone recognize him?"
"His name is Lan Feiyu, the second in the Sword Spirit Pavilion this year, and he is very strong."
