John watched coldly from the side as the argument continued.
The guards seemed intent on squeezing half of every explorer's gains out of them.
One of the guards at the front sneered,
"I don't care who you are. Even if the King of Heaven himself came here, he'd still have to follow our rules."
"If you dare force your way into the forbidden zone, then feel free to try."
"The Sovereign-rank experts of Tarlon are not people you can afford to provoke."
John frowned slightly when he heard this.
Tarlon?
It sounded like the name of a faction.
Most likely, this organization had powerful experts overseeing it and had forcibly claimed this forbidden zone as its territory.
Anyone who wanted to enter...
had to pay them protection fees.
The High God-level expert at the front immediately protested angrily,
"Aren't you Tarlon people being far too overbearing?"
"This forbidden zone was naturally formed by the universe!"
"What does it have to do with Tarlon?"
