The third figure—this one was unlike the others. It felt like a form of transcendence, a pure elevation. Compared to the first and second apparitions, this one radiated a terrifying level of strength, as if it had undergone a qualitative transformation.
"We all underestimated him," a voice murmured among the crowd. "From defeating the first figure to vanquishing the second, he spent barely any time. At this pace alone, he's already created a miracle."
"I won't deny his potential," another replied solemnly. "But that third apparition is in a league of its own. It's a complete metamorphosis."
Countless ancient beings whispered amongst themselves. These were not ordinary onlookers—they were elites, the apex predators of countless races across the Realms. And yet, even they found it difficult to conceal the awe and apprehension in their gazes as they fixated on the eighth-tier region.
