The airwaves humd, and the gazes of Chen Feng and the others tensed.
Contrary to their imagination, outside the deep pit, figures had already appeared in all directions of the Earth.
Tanks, armored vehicles, fully ard soldiers with guns....
There were not only the vanguard troops of the Lou Yue military but also elite warriors sent by Chi Country.
Simple tents and steel structures rose from the ground, and new flying devices flashing red and blue lights kept approaching and landing here.
"This secret realm has ancient civilization relics, of great value. It’s hard for Lou Yue alone to hold it."
"The Red Capital has already dispatched an envoy team to have detailed talks with the Lou Yue authorities, and more people will be sent to guard it later..."
Han Chao remarked with emotion, clearly aware of the impending storm.
Lou Yue definitely wanted to control the secret realm themselves, but as the news spread, powerful forces like the Platinum Federation would arrive one after another.
Facing such a threat, they were dood to be unable to monopolize it and could only choose to cooperate in exploration.
"Let’s hope for a good result."
Selin sighed, her expression complicated.
The small countries on the Eastern Continent were like this, including her motherland, Moge.
Even if a secret realm space were born locally, it could not be enjoyed alone; it might even lead to internal turmoil and external forces’ intervention.
"However... cooperating with Chi Country is also a good thing."
Sighing, Selin didn’t ponder further.
Compared to the domineering federation and super consortiums, Chi Country seed much more gentle.
At least Lou Yue needn’t worry about being completely devoured and kicked aside.
Buzz!!
Finally, the flying device landed in the southeastern corner of the nearby encampnt.
There was a flat area here, where several flying devices, armored vehicles, and other firepower weapons were parked.
Nearly a hundred Chi Country military soldiers and transford people patrolled the surroundings, unloading and stacking crates filled with ammunition.
"Feng Zi!"
The mont the cabin door opened, a familiar shout rang out.
Chen Feng was not surprised, having already perceived and seen Lin Hao and others waiting here, waving excitedly.
"How are you?"
When they t, Lin Hao took the initiative to walk out of a tent with Uncle Liu and others, asking with concern while looking him over.
"It’s all settled."
A simple explanation, Chen Feng indicated it was fine.
The two people behind him, Yang Wudi and the other, nodded to Lin Hao in greeting, smiling to show goodwill.
They had already heard from Chen Feng about the situation and knew that they had been rescued in ti, largely thanks to the other’s guidance and assistance.
"Not a problem, not a problem."
With a chuckle, Lin Hao’s eyes brightened.
He naturally liked making friends, and leaving a good impression with two powerful martial artists on this trip made it worthwhile.
Aside from this, although Chen Feng didn’t say much, he knew that the group from the Lute family most likely stayed in the secret realm space forever.
This eliminated the troubles Zhuo Lie had left behind.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen."
Wang Dehai, standing aside and following, hurriedly expressed his gratitude, finally relaxing his chubby face.
Nodding gently, Chen Feng smoothly introduced Yang Wudi and the other two, which made the other party feel flattered.
Thus, the group walked slowly into the camp tent, and under the relaxed atmosphere of chatting, more and more military weapons were being escorted here.
.....
At the sa ti.
Platinum Federation, Black Port City.
In a luxurious manor, bodyguards in suits patrolled back and forth.
Decently dressed servants and butlers walked lightly on the jade corridor, while gardeners trimd the lawn in the garden.
"Starting from the second stage, the legendary-level consciousness harbors characteristics, ordinarily difficult to be damaged."
"But precisely because of this, once injured, it’s very hard to recover."
A sighing voice ca to her ears, and Oona stood silently in the second-floor study, watching everything happening in the manor.
Dots of sunlight spilled outside the carved windows, reflecting the white long dress she wore brightly, yet also casting a slight shadow on the ground.
"Uncle Long Jia, if that’s the case."
"Then wouldn’t Teacher Vilatu never be able to recover to his peak?"
Oona asked, her eyes flashing with a hint of unnatural, complex emotions.
There was anger and coldness toward that martial artist, as well as deep anxiety about her declining status.
"In theory, yes."
"Unless special virtual consciousness technology is obtained, or so ntal treasures produced from the secret realm......
A light sigh ca from a middle-aged man in a grey suit standing beside her, his ordinary face was contrasted by his bright amber-like brown eyes, which were hard to forget.
The lancholy words caused a ripple in Oona’s eyes, adding more resentnt towards Chen Feng in her heart.
"That damned martial artist."
If it weren’t for that person’s despicable ans, how could Teacher Vilatu suffer such a ntal wound?
And how could she be reproached by the elders in the clan, almost losing her status?
"Uncle Long Jia, is he already stronger than Teacher Vilatu?"
Oona was sowhat worried, but the grey-suited middle-aged man lightly shook his head.
"Lord Vilatu is a great being close to the third phase of the legendary level."
"He was injured only because the descending consciousness was incomplete, and it was just a backup body, not his peak form....."
"If he had fully descended, the other would have had no chance to resist."
Confident and assertive words; Oona took a breath of relief when she heard them.
Her swan-like proud face once more glead with cold light, and she began to ponder the follow-up actions to both exact revenge and restore her status.
Knock knock!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Co in."
Oona’s gaze flickered as she turned around to look.
The door of the study was pushed open, and a loyal Caucasian security team leader walked in.
"Miss."
"How’s Han’s situation?"
"He has stayed in the villa we arranged for him, hasn’t gone out, and hasn’t contacted anyone."
"What about his people?"
"The sa."
During a series of inquiries, Oona slightly furrowed her brow but then relaxed a little.
"Seems like he already knows the result of the negotiation and understands his situation."
"However, Han is soone who always has so ambition. Since he knows this, he surely won’t just surrender....."
She briefly ntioned a couple of things.
After all, this was one of her prepared chips; although its value had decreased, she would still use it to its fullest to maximize the benefits.
Understanding the implication, the reporting Caucasian security team leader nodded in quick succession.
"Rest assured, Miss. We will increase monitoring levels to prevent him from escaping privately."
"Also, we will expedite communication and cooperation with the Investigation Bureau to prevent any unexpected occurrences."
"Hmm."
Nodding in satisfaction, Oona felt assured of her people’s efficiency.
In the instructions that followed, she asked about another key point.
"I heard Milan enlisted Mr. Ammon and went to Lou Yue together?"
Her tone was eerie; she was well aware of the competition within her family.
Without final results for the inheritance selection, these opponents would not easily give up.
Including those like Uncle Long Jia, who have a legendary-level foundation, wouldn’t dread her too much.
"Yes."
Hastily nodding, the Caucasian security team leader reported in detail.
After learning of the itinerary and plans, Oona slightly furrowed her brow, snorted coldly.
"Zhuo Lie is indeed his supported person."
"But he is daydreaming. If that legendary creature were so easy to find, there wouldn’t be no news for this long."
Shaking her head, although her words were disdainful, Oona was still sowhat worried.
One must consider all possibilities. If the other side truly accomplished it, they would certainly threaten her position.
Tilted her head to look at the grey-suited middle-aged man beside her, she exchanged a glance with Long Jia.
"Ammon’s strength is not inferior to mine."
Shaking his head, Long Jia knew her character, thus nixing the plan.
Seeing this, Oona frowned tight, feeling powerless.
She was just about to rethink subsequent plans when she saw the communicator on the table suddenly buzz, its display hovering.
"Is it Father?"
Oona was a bit surprised upon recognizing the communication note.
Without delving into reasons, she gestured for the security team leader to withdraw.
As the room returned to silence, she walked closer, approaching the mahogany desk to pick up the communication.
In an instant, the electromagnetic signal connected, and the display revealed a familiar figure.
Before she could even utter respectful greetings, a shocking piece of news was disclosed.
"Milan is dead?"
Oona’s phoenix-shaped eyes widened, and the one beside her, Long Jia, was slightly stunned as well.
"Including Ammon... also confird dead."
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