At this time, the various Grandmasters of the various continents had grouped together at Mount Sumeru in Pan to meet with the Grandmaster Monk who predicted Gunner's fatal attack.

Mount Sumeru was a gigantic piece of land that pierced the sky, reaching into the cloud layers. There, one could see many simplistic pavilions established all over the mountaintop that formed the Zen Light Sect, a Buddhist establishment that was foremost in this field in all of Pan.

In the highest pavilion where the Grandmaster stayed, there was a large conference room with meditating cushions placed in a circle. Over a hundred Grandmasters sat on each cushion as they discussed what occurred just a few weeks earlier.

"I believe they must be agents hired by the insects! There is no Grandmaster powerhouse in this world who could think to try and take all of our factions on, especially given the task we set out to achieve! I mean seriously, who else would want the insects to grow and flourish but someone seeking to benefit from their growth?" An Omnyouji Grandmaster from Houto argued while shuffling his talismans unhappily.

"While I partly agree, I also feel it's weird. There is nothing the insects could possibly offer three powerhouses to betray the rest of the world. It is simply illogical and impossible." A Grandmaster from Gravitas commented, his entire body covered in robotic armor.

"Then how do you explain their attack? Surely it wasn't a hallucination we all had at the same time?" A Grandmaster from Fallon commented, frowning deeply.

"Instead of their motives, what interests me is their denominations. One Dragon, One Half-Giant, and a Human? Just who are they and where do they come from?" A Grandmaster from Kiel pondered with a smile.

"That is a good angle to attack from. Once we identify who they are, we can likely trace them back to their origins and penalize them for interfering in the business of the world." The Grandmaster Samurai from hoot muttered with irritation.

Being made to flee like a dog from their expedition severely hurt his pride and damaged his Bushido slightly, so unless he brought punishment to the perpetrators, he would not feel good.

"Yes, but tracing them would be hard. They are Grandmasters like us, and their power is far higher. Conventional means wouldn't work, so we would have to use exotic methods." A female Grandmaster from Ludo commented in a sultry tone reminiscent of her people.

All eyes then fell on the monk grandmaster who was the one to earn everyone to flee. Her eyes were closed as she had not participated in this discussion since it began, rather glowing with a golden-brown light as she chanted many mantras under her breath.

These mantras then formed Sanskrit words that hovered in the air for a few seconds before fading away then were replaced by more words as time passed. It was quite a stunning visual effect, but what these Grandmasters were looking forward to was not this lightshow.

After waiting for another hour, the monk finally stopped her chanting and opened her eyes slowly. Her shining bald head glowed as her golden-brown aura dissipated, her mouth opened to release a breath of fatigue from her high-intensity recital.

She then gazed at the crowd and began speaking. "I have judged their auras and history, but the first thing I want to point out is that they have all used the Morph ability to change their features. Any investigation using their physical looks would be a waste of time."

This made many of the powerhouses tsk in annoyance. If they didn't have the help of this monk, they would likely have gone on a wild goose chase and apprehended innocents, which would have been embarrassing, to say the least.

The monk continued. "Well, two of them were using Morph at least. The Half-Giant and the Human were, but I cannot tell their real forms. However, I could glean some details, for one, the human is actually an Elf while the Half-Giant has royal blood of his people. That should narrow down the search a little."

The other Grandmasters nodded,. With this and their impressive information networks, they didn't believe that anyone could hide from them for long. Bai Lingtian, the sect master of the White Sun Sect and also the one who genocided Darius' bugs, then spoke.

"I wonder, what about that Dragon fellow? His pressure was too real to be a mere ability, right?"

The monk nodded. "He is a True Dragon, and I couldn't glean much from him. It felt like if I pryed too deep into his matters, I would suffer intense retribution."

This made all the expressions harden. Someone who could give this monk such a feeling was a higher level of existence than they, likely affiliated with a God or True Lord.

Oh yes, these Grandmasters knew about True Lords. They were vassals of the Gods and the various True Lords of their own lands, so they knew about this topmost echelon in the world.

However, what they didn't know was what it meant to become a True Lord or what the requirements were to become one. In that regard, even Darius only knew one requirement, and that was to know that the Supreme Creator Vena existed.

"From the pressure I felt, I can firmly say that the fellow was likely above an Ancient Dragon, likely close to the bloodline of the Ancestor Dragon and definitely above an Ancient Dragon." A Grandmaster Phoenix from Unyris spoke solemnly.

This made the faces here changed once more, this time to horror. Everyone knew that one of the five strongest entities in the entire Faust was sleeping above the clouds because his mere presence caused the world to destabilize.

If someone with his level of powers was now their enemy, things didn't bode well for them at all!

The monk also nodded. "And on the Half-Giant, I sensed the thicket purity of Gaia's Earth Energy in my life. It is likely that the fellow is a newly born Titan, but of what element is unknown."

The Grandmasters could only look between each other helplessly and wonder what to do next.