The Elder of Wisdom stroked his long beard, a smile appearing on his aged face.
"These naive humans are truly amusing. Do they genuinely believe that items obtained from the Ghost World will work inside the Mystic Realm?"
The Elder of Fire immediately snorted, his temper flaring at the sight of the humans who had repeatedly challenged their authority.
"We should simply strike them now and finish them off once and for all. I'm tired of watching them run around as though they can escape our grasp whenever they please."
The Elder of Strength rolled his shoulders and began massaging his hands, his expression growing increasingly impatient.
"Then let me handle them. I can finish this matter before they even realize what has happened."
However, the Elder of Wisdom raised a hand to stop him.
He wore a beautiful blue robe that flowed gently around his body, and although he was extremely old, his presence radiated an aura of profound wisdom.
