Ronan had just entered the Secret Realm Space when a figure began to slowly reveal itself not far from the entrance.
Pale-skinned, thin-lipped, with drooping eyebrows... the person emitted the powerful spiritual power fluctuations of a Late Level 1 Stage Wizard, yet there was a cold, harsh feeling about him, as if he were a venomous snake that had just crawled out from a dark, damp place.
It was the middle-aged wizard who had been following Ronan for several days.
At this moment, a transparent, thick substance on his body was receding, and the parts of his body still covered by this substance were nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding environment.
The middle-aged Wizard, staring in the direction Ronan disappeared, took out a Communication Stone emitting a faint rune glow from his Waist Storage Bag and began to speak.
"Travis's tricks have been seen through; he must be almost out of his mind by now..."
"This kid has taken on a trial mission... and he's already gone in."
