A Higher Tier

It was two groups of three, each group having only talented Primal Sovereigns in their ranks, all exuding a profound Dao aura to dominate lower divine worlds. 

One side wore Dao robes very similar to that of Great Marvel City's envoys. 

While the other came from Basilisk City. 

Both groups had slightly concerned expressions as they were flashing their gazes all around them, evidently intending to find something. That is something obviously related to Cain's group. 

Cain decided to focus on what the Basilisk people had to say. 

One of the group members was speaking in a hushed tone, "Should we slightly delay this meeting and deal with...well, whatever this trace of aura is? The last thing we want now, of all days, is someone walking in on us." 

The leader furrowed his brows for a moment, his teeth slightly gritting from the stressful situation. They really couldn't afford to get anything wrong at this moment.