Chapter 137: Will We Win? It's a Guaranteed Victory! (Part Two)

Upon hearing Shen He's words, Xiao Qinghe immediately turned his head, his expression turning somewhat solemn.

He spoke, "What have you discovered?"

Having witnessed what transpired earlier, he was well aware of Shen He's strength, and naturally could not treat him as an ordinary person.

Beside him, Lu Ji also asked in a low voice, "Brother Shen, what did you see?"

Shen He replied, "There are quite a few fellows approaching this place, and none of them are weak in strength. Make haste to prepare..."

By this time, Ye Tian truly began to feel somewhat embarrassed, because as Yang Zimeng rubbed back and forth against his arm, he could clearly feel the soft curve of her breasts.

Guan Yun cupped his hands and stepped forward, lifting his gaze to steal a glance at Ye Chong. He always felt that today's Junior Supervisor seemed somewhat different.

Previously, the fourth avatar had ceased to make any progress whatsoever. However, with the appearance of the Thunder Spirit, and the powerful monster born from the fusion of the three great spirits of wind, rain, and thunder, the cultivation of the fourth avatar was finally stimulated once more, allowing him to continue his arduous cultivation.

Even the Old Dragon King could not be killed, let alone the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan. Since silencing him was out of the question, he naturally would not slaughter his younger brother right in front of him and leave behind incriminating evidence, especially since there was no telling which side this old fellow would lean toward.

As for ceding territory and paying reparations, even if it cost one or two billion, or even five billion, as long as they didn't go bankrupt and the company wasn't acquired by other enterprises, they still had a chance to make a comeback.

Unlike the past, Li Fangcheng did not accept interviews from media reporters. After explaining the origins and consequences of the game, he walked down the dazzling stage without a single trace of hesitation.

As the fire grew increasingly intense, fine, snake-like electrical currents began to coil around his body, and the vessel-like metallic grooves on his skin became sharper and clearer. Flowing golden light spread along these "vessels" to various parts of his body, and after circulating and filling them to capacity, it poured entirely into the golden rhombic crystal located at the center of his chest.

As the highest-grade private club within the inner city of Yanjing, Lion Alley naturally possessed its own unique qualities. First of all, the annual membership fee for a junior member was five million Huaxia yuan, and one had to be introduced by a senior member to join. Membership fees were paid starting from January of each Gregorian year, and they only accepted membership introductions three times a year.

This was because half-step Supremes were repelled by the heavens and the earth. When they manifested in the mortal realm, the laws surrounding them would collide with the laws of the cosmos, producing brilliant sparks. Thus, one could identify a half-step Supreme with absolute certainty.

That mysterious man whose face remained obscured appeared once more, imparting immortal techniques and Daoist magic that grew increasingly profound and inscrutable. Some of the divine abilities and spells, even in the eyes of Xu Wuyou, were extremely abstruse; without careful contemplation, they would be utterly incomprehensible.

Mirror Image, and he had left behind only two duplicates capable of actual combat. Ground melee combat differed from aerial battles; it lacked sufficient space for illusions to distract enemies with deception, and wave after wave of fearless orcs could easily shatter them with brute force, making the waste of additional mana entirely unnecessary.

Vareesa furrowed her brow tightly, as the familiar figure of that scoundrel suddenly surfaced in her mind, immediately followed by everything that had transpired in this land not long ago.

As for those drifting soul fragments, it was precisely because they were not accommodated within these dead-loop structures—being rejected as if outside the entire system—that they drifted everywhere inside and outside Ego's soul space.

These refugees had long since inquired about the conditions within the shantytown. Therefore, upon hearing that they were to be relocated there, every single one of them was overjoyed.

Since the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron had been snatched away so easily, they naturally wanted to see what kind of person had come.

Lian Ji was startled out of her wits. Without a second thought, she leaped down from the city wall, grabbed a zombie, and hurled it high into the air. Just as a bolt of lightning struck the zombie, it was instantly cleaved into two pieces and plummeted to the ground.