Chapter 754: Chapter 364: The Role of the Male Sacrifice
At the break of dawn, the Think Tank stood on the fractured overpass, gazing at the scorch marks on the asphalt, and mused, "This Mr. San is indeed absurdly strong, how was this victory achieved?"
Netherworld lightly tapped the ground with his foot, and the road ahead seed weathered for millennia, crumbling into dust.
They could not proceed, not due to any special reason, but because the road had completely decayed and weathered; it appeared intact, yet was exceedingly fragile.
A supre law power had once manifested on the overpass, causing this phenonon.
"Who would have thought Judge Bai betrayed us and was transford into an experint? The one residing in her body is a Holy Land Level Ancestor, a being capable of eliminating anything below Holy Land Level by releasing Ancient Divine Language. Yet, Mr. San survived."
He squatted down, pinched the weathered dust, and squinted his eyes: "There was a mighty force at the ti that blocked our investigation, even now that the force has dissipated, we cannot trace it back, was this the handiwork of the young lady?"
Not just them, there were also two mbers of Dusk present.
The infamous duo, Xing Yun and Ghost Eye.
"Do we really want to continue staying here?"
Ghost Eye, cloaked entirely in a black robe, quivered: "This place is not suitable for a long stay!"
Xing Yun, in a pink dress billowing in the wind, tidied the loose strands on her forehead, and with her bright, curious eyes asked, "Senior, what are you afraid of?"
In the headphone communication, Jiang Mingyan sneered, speaking indifferently: "Are you two truly stupid or pretending? If not to deal with the Order World’s people, why else would we co here early in the morning?"
As the strongest in Dusk Organization’s Overlord Path, she lately has been acting solo, responsible for remote positioning.
Of course, that’s not the sole reason.
Chiefly, she wanted to verify the battle specifics.
Last night’s battle genuinely amazed her, as the seventeen-year-old boy from Peak City exhibited formidable combat will and overwhelming strength, completing the most incredible cross-tier challenge to date, successfully blocking an Ancestor’s lethal strike and retreating unscathed.
Such outstanding achievents, even the young Qing and Chi couldn’t match.
No matter how talented Qing and Chi were in their ti, they couldn’t defeat a Holy Land Level across tiers.
The gap from Extraordinary Level to Superdinsional Level isn’t that significant.
Yet, for most Ascenders, the threshold of Holy Land Level is a chasm that cannot be crossed in a lifeti.
If he were chosen as a son-in-law, such a person would be impeccable.
Even Jiang Mingyan had to admit that the boy’s potential was beyond estimation.
Given he doesn’t perish prematurely, he is sure to beco a peerless powerhouse like the President of Ether Association.
The issue is, the standpoints of both sides differ.
The Order World is utterly opposed to the Dark World, Qing and Chi even more so due to their belief and concept rivalry.
This is an irreconcilable conflict.
A military helicopter roared as it landed on the fractured overpass, and the sweeping wind ruffled the ground’s accumulated water, unleashing ripples that faintly spread a murderous intent.
Thunder rumbled.
On the horizon, a glorious golden light shimred, akin to the gates of the Divine Country opening, the clouds seared into a blazing red, seemingly ablaze, as if ancient bells tolled, echoing through the city.
Heavenly Person Realm.
Lin Dong silently descended the ladder of the helicopter, this tall and burly man resembled an enraged Esoteric Ming King, his eyes burned with vibrant crimson-gold. After the defensive battle of the Sea of Eternal Life, he improved further; now, his Heavenly Person Realm could envelop the entire city, subtly showcasing the President’s style.
The second to descend was Han Jing, freshly returned from the headquarters of Orochi Society, her long coat still dripping blood, clearly having experienced a bloody battle, having slain countless people.
Her deanor carried a murderous aura, and when she appeared, even the wind turned chill.
The third was Ye Dao Saint, blood dripped ominously from the blade of the elder, stark blood red.
Night Watcher and Judgent Court elites descended, gathering behind them.
A girl hefting a guitar case stood silently against the wind, her long white hair like swaying snow, her black skirt fluttering, akin to a lonely lotus blooming on a snowy cliff, cool and proud.
"Damn it, Ether Association’s people have really arrived!"
Ghost Eye jumped anxiously: "What do we do, run or run?"
Xing Yun naively said: "Senior, you seem not to have given us a second option, right?"
Netherworld paused montarily, he had to admit that the current Dark World is oddly comical, always falling short at crucial tis, lacking any presence, making him as the president quite embarrassed.
He too had rebelled from the Order World once.
Wishing to inherit the king’s convictions, rejuvenate the Dark World.
Yet after years of effort, those beneath him are rely this sort.
"Don’t worry, have no fear, I am aware of the situation."
The Think Tank, seeing such a lineup, was unfazed, instead relaxed: "Looks like Mr. San’s significance is just this, seemingly daunting but actually not threatening."
Even Vice President Lin Dong doesn’t seem to pressure him.
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