Chapter 411: Stop Guessing. It's the Grandmaster Realm.

Samson Zerbe's words hit like a cold wind. Everyone from the Pentos Sect felt the chill seep straight into their bones. "Hall Master Zerbe, are you sure you didn't get it wrong?" a true disciple blurted, unable to hold it in. Samson narrowed his eyes at Benson Santee as he approached, then clenched both fists. "Yeah. I got it wrong." A wave of relief swept through the true disciples. "Good. You almost scared me to death." "I knew it. King Realm Ninth Layer? It just kept getting more ridiculous." "I'll...