As everyone struggled with the depressing feeling, Jack suddenly looked to the distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked right to the west.

Everyone looked over as well, and they saw a group of people heading right for them.

Jack frowned, not expecting them to be so quick.

Stephen had a dark look on his face. He seemed angered, like he had suffered some grief. The 13 men behind him did not look that happy either, equally solemn as though they had just gone through a funeral rite.

All 14 of them stopped in front of Jack and the others, looking like they were about to fight.

Everyone on Jack’s side stood up and looked at Stephen and the others alertly.

Stephen’s group stopped about 100 meters away from Jack, and Stephen shot Jack a cold stare. “Seems like I was right; you are here!”

through gritted teeth, glaring at

frowned, rather confused by

but the hatred he exhibited at

was

saying anything as

got even angrier at Jack’s nonchalant

scoffed and said, “I’ll admit that you’ve won a small battle, but so what? Only one of us died while fourteen of us are still here. You won’t

surprised at Stephen’s words. The other warriors exchanged looks with each other

Jack had not mentioned any warriors from second-grade worlds when he talked about what happened in the Demon Spirit

something have

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