In the pitch-black Void Zone, red circular ripples were floating. Immediately, a group of what looked like gray specks of dust melded into the darkness of the Void Zone, and materialized into a group of foreign tribe members.
On the heads of this foreign tribe were two sharp horns. Their burly bodies exuded evident viciousness as they stared keenly around their surroundings.
"Hmm? Someone is coming. Hehe, finally someone is coming. I knew it! Since the Firecloud Dimension became a masterless dimension, it would attract many foreign tribes to fight for it. We won't join the fight but instead, we'll guard this route. I'm sure we'll be able to ambush many foreign tribes. So, they'll be the ones fighting tooth and nail while we derive the most benefits. Haha, everyone, get ready. When those two get near, attack them at once!"
Next, the foreign tribes dissipated into ripples on water, and disappeared without a trace.
"Whiz whiz."