Francis turned even more serious when he saw the newcomers. He talked to Severin through the spiritual consciousness, "They are the Northsea Barbaric Clan."
Severin had heard of the Northsea Barbaric Clan, who specialized in cultivating their physical bodies. Now it seemed that their reputation was well-deserved. Severin could clearly feel the strange aura emanating from them. Their hides and tattoo-like totems all over the body had exuded a mysterious and powerful presence.
The arrival of the Northsea Barbaric Clan had caused a commotion among the other cultivators, especially the discussions about Tristram.
"I didn't expect Tristram to show up personally."
"I heard that this person has an extremely strong physical body, able to withstand elite-quality spiritual treasures!"
"Wow, a physical body comparable to elite-quality spiritual treasures? I'm afraid a level seven paragon has no match at all, right?"
"Not only that, Tristram was able to kill a complete-stage level six paragon when he was only a level five paragon. He's probably stronger now and the saintmens will have to avoid him!"
The Northsea Barbaric Clan had also noticed the space near the token was unstable, so they stopped and waited. While waiting, Tristram had also noticed the group of Francis and Severin. He was slightly surprised after knowing Severin and the others' identity.
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