The leader and the other outsiders instantly saw a young man standing not far from them, which left all of them genuinely shocked. They hadn't sensed him at all, as if he had just appeared like a ghost!

All of them rose to their highest alert, ready to fight if necessary. The young man had conspicuous long red hair and an undeniably handsome face. He was dressed in casual white robes, as if he were simply relaxing at home. His cultivation was also high, at the low stage of pseudo immortal establishment.

Although three of the cultivators in their group had much higher cultivation than the young man, the fact that none of them detected his presence before he appeared was truly alarming. They were in foreign territory and had no idea how strong this person actually was.

Now that their infiltration had actually been compromised by this young man, they were unsure of what course of action to take. Normally, they would have killed any witness without hesitation, but this time, they hesitated. There was something strange about the young man.

The leader was also thinking hard about what to do, but he leaned toward simply killing this person and moving on. He silently began preparing to attack. After all, he had a much higher cultivation at the peak of pseudo immortal establishment, and two others were at the middle stage. If things went south, the three of them could take care of the young man together.

As for the young man, he calmly looked at each of them. There was no emotion on his face, and those blue eyes gave them a deeply unsettling feeling. It was as if his gaze stripped them bare, nothing could be hidden from those eyes.

Despite his calm expression, Aldrian was genuinely curious about these people. Why would outsiders dare to infiltrate the continent despite his order? Who exactly were they?

"I recall giving an order that no outsiders are to enter this continent until I say otherwise," Aldrian said. "But it seems you truly didn't take my words to heart."

Hearing Aldrian's words, the outsiders were stunned. From the way this young man spoke, could he be the mysterious figure who had fought an immortal? But he was "only" at the low stage of pseudo immortal establishment!

Many had assumed that the one who fought the immortal was at the peak Pseudo Immortal stage, which sounded far more believable.

The leader's mind was in disarray. Was this young man truly telling the truth? If so, they were as good as dead, any resistance would be meaningless against someone capable of standing on equal ground with an immortal.

But what if he was bluffing?

As the leader struggled to decide the best course of action, Aldrian's voice rang out again.

"You'd better not cause a ruckus or show even the slightest killing intent toward me again. The moment you strike, everything that follows, you'll have only yourself to blame."

The leader took a deep breath before cupping his hands. After thinking quickly, he decided to improvise. The infiltration mission might not succeed, or at least not go as planned, but for now, he needed to get out of this situation.

The uncertainty surrounding the young man's identity also made him hesitate to simply kill him.

"My apologies for our behavior. We were just startled," the leader said. "We are from the Barevisk family of the Akares star. We weren't aware of your order, as we had only just arrived in the Ancient Blue Gate World. We thought we could visit this continent, which has been said to be untouchable since ancient times."

He lowered his hands slightly.

"We only wanted to see for ourselves the mysterious continent that has become the subject of so much talk. We didn't know there was an order in place, and for that, we sincerely apologize."

He said all of that in a truly convincing manner, even going so far as to control his heart rate and suppress any signs from his body, as if he were speaking from the heart. This was something he could do with ease, a common trick among high-level cultivators.

The only concern now was how his opponent would react.

Many were familiar with this technique, and he assumed the young man was no exception. However, the young man wouldn't be able to immediately discern the truth behind his words. Logically, someone faced with uncertain information would not act recklessly.

He could only hope that the situation wouldn't escalate, and that this could be resolved without violence.

"Is that so?" Aldrian said. "If you're going to lie like that, you should at least wear something more casual instead of a black robe with concealment functions. And if you only came to study this continent, why did you go to such lengths to stay hidden from everyone?"

Upon hearing Aldrian's words, the outsiders didn't hesitate. All of them instantly took flight, dashing toward the sea in an attempt to escape. From what Aldrian had said, it was clear he had been listening to everything the leader had said earlier on the cruiser without any of them noticing!

That alone was enough to confirm that Aldrian was far more mysterious and powerful than they had assumed.

However, before their bodies could even reach above the sea, they suddenly froze in place, as if an invisible force had locked them down. None of them could move, suspended motionless in midair.

But they instantly understood what was happening.

"The space laws!" the leader thought. He tried to use his own space laws to break through Aldrian's, but his heart trembled when he realized he couldn't control anything around him. It was as if the surrounding elemental energy had been sealed off.

"He's blocking my control over the surrounding element energy! His space laws are strong enough to suppress mine!" the leader shouted in his mind.

Before he could think further, his surroundings shifted once again. He found himself back on the beach where they had stood earlier. The others shared the same fate, gathered in one place, completely immobilized. Their bodies refused to move.

Aldrian was still standing there, looking at them with an amused expression, the first emotion they had seen on his face.

"Also," Aldrian's voice echoed again, "if what you said was the truth, you wouldn't have sent a voice transmission to your friends to coordinate your escape. That alone is suspicious, don't you think?"

But none of them cared about what he said anymore.

At this moment, they fully understood, the gap between them was vast. The young man had returned them all to this spot effortlessly, without even moving. Their hearts trembled as they realized how utterly outmatched they were.

This time, they were truly screwed!

The leader tried to speak, but even his lips refused to open. Aldrian's spatial lock had sealed off their movements completely, even the smallest one.

Aldrian then walked toward the leader and stopped right in front of him, locking eyes with him.

"I'm truly curious about your higher-ups, what made them decide to order you to infiltrate this place despite my order?" Aldrian said, reaching out and touching the leader's forehead.

At that moment, the leader understood exactly what Aldrian intended to do. He wanted to scream that it was futile, that Aldrian wouldn't gain anything from him.

But then, a sharp jolt ran through his head, followed by a dull pain. His eyes rolled back as Aldrian began to peer into his memories.

The others, still unable to move, could see what Aldrian was doing from the corners of their eyes. And they knew, it was only a matter of time before it would be their turn.

After three minutes, Aldrian finally withdrew his hand from the leader's forehead. He stared at him for a brief moment before turning his gaze to the others. Without another word, he proceeded to look into each of their memories.

Once he had seen enough, he stepped back and quietly observed the group.

As the leader had claimed, these intruders were indeed from the Barevisk family of the Akares star. They were not just outsiders from another continent, they were from another star entirely. Among them, three held the rank of elder within the family.

Through their memories, Aldrian learned that his actions against Tarius had stirred a commotion across the stars. Many forces had turned their attention to the Ancient Blue Gate World, with many seeking to meet him or visit this continent.

However, all of them hesitated to enter the Barisan Continent because of what he had said at that time. His words had been taken seriously, and everyone seemed to respect the warning. But the Barevisk family appeared to have their own agenda, choosing to defy his order and attempt an infiltration.

Aldrian found no specific reason behind the command from the Barevisk patriarch, who had personally ordered the mission. The instruction was simply to study everything about the continent without causing trouble.

Even so, Aldrian couldn't help but question, why had the patriarch recklessly sent people here, fully aware that it meant going against his word?

He must have known that provoking someone capable of fighting an immortal was a terrible move, so why had he still gone through with it?

Wouldn't it have made far more sense to wait for his permission than to pull something like this?

Aldrian's instincts stirred. Something about the Barevisk family's actions reeked of a deeper conspiracy.

His eyes shifted to the leader, who was already looking at him with a tense gaze. Aldrian could sense his fear behind his eyes, as if he were silently awaiting judgment.

"So... what should I do with you?" Aldrian thought to himself.

After a moment of silent consideration, he finally came to a decision, one that might prove useful to him in the future.