While Logan was busy breaking through, three figures stood in the distance, silently observing him. Each radiated an aura so powerful that the air around them seemed to tremble. If Logan hadn't been preoccupied with his tribulation, he would've been utterly shocked — because all three were Martial Saints.
"This brat is the one we're looking for? Are you sure about that?" one of them asked, his tone skeptical. They kept their distance, for the area surrounding Logan's stone seat had already been reduced to ruins by the raging tribulation.
"Yeah," another replied firmly. "The Patriarch just confirmed that the Dragon Lamp is glowing brighter than ever. And it's pointing directly toward this place — where the tribulation is happening. I'm almost certain he's the one we've been searching for."
The third man gave a faint chuckle. "Lifeng, the one you're calling a brat, has already broken through to the Martial King realm. He's not just some ordinary kid anymore."
