Kyle watched as the duo disappeared into the gate and closed his eyes. It was a bit painful, but his senses entered the vortex. They spread out to encompass the entire Second Realm. It wasn't large, but it wasn't small either—about the size of a small planet. Everything inside was engulfed in blood, volcanoes, and dark energy.
His sense of smell, which had become sensitive because of his scent perception skill, would have been overwhelmed by the intense scent of blood in the realm if he were weak. But he wasn't. Now, this much was insignificant to him.
Kyle sensed only three living beings in the realm—that was it. All three were at peak supreme rank, seated in three separate locations, cross-legged with their eyes closed, deep in concentration.
"Hmmm, just three?"
He muttered, and suddenly one of the three individuals sensed his presence. It was an old man with white hair and a beard.
"Who is it? Such a strong presence..."