Chapter 2097

Oskar's voice was calm, but those who heard him could feel an intimidating sense of oppression that threatened to suppress every living being. When the nearby sect elders heard it, they felt a chill down their spines as fear crept into their eyes. They all knew that Oskar was a seasoned level eight royal paragon, far surpassing their paragon-level strength.

Faced with the prospect of Oskar's wrath, Wayman—elder of the Purevoid Sect—anxiously offered a placating smile. "Not at all! We had no such intentions."

Without further delay, the elder and his other disciples scurried away. Before Oskar arrived, they had previously entertained the thought of reaping the spoils arising from that, but that motivation had since changed to getting as far away as they could.

None of them stood a chance against Oskar even if they put up a united front. The Purevoid Sect's hasty retreat resulted in a domino effect, as one after another the different sects' elders led their sect members while assuring