Force Race, Playing a Strong Hand

Second Realm, Bright Moon Highlands.

The Time-Space Secret Realm enveloped the area, where dozens of Force Race Celestials had gathered.

"What happened, Aier Ya?" Kazduo's face was tense. His imposing body was a full size larger than Aier Ya's, despite both being Supreme Celestials—taller and far more muscular.

The Force Race's strength could be easily judged by their size.

"I don't know either. Contact was suddenly cut off." Aier Ya frowned tightly. "Something may have gone wrong on the Fuzu Realm Heavenly Race's side."

Kazduo's eyes widened. "Contact them now! Only a small half of us came over. The most important supreme experts haven't even been teleported over yet. The plan can't be carried out at all!"

"They aren't responding." Aier Ya was equally anxious.

The plan had been flawlessly arranged, and everything had gone especially smoothly at the start. Who would have thought that the Dimensional Passage would abruptly be severed midway through?

"The Divination Plate of Divine Object was probably discovered," A'erlan said. "The Sole Passage is full of risks, and the divination plate caused an anomaly in the Sole Passage when it entered. Everyone is searching for the Divination Plate of Divine Object."

"Those useless Fuzu Realm Heavenly Race idiots! Don't they know to send more Wang's Legions to guard it?!" Kazduo stomped the ground furiously.

The earth trembled, and space-time shook.

A'erlan glanced at him. "King Meng Yi showed himself in the Second Realm before. If he appears in the Sole Passage again, it will be easy for others to follow the trail and connect it to other things. Besides, supremes are too conspicuous in the Sole Passage."

"Trust the Fuzu Realm Heavenly Race. They must have sent their strongest Wang's Legion to guard it. It shouldn't be a problem."

Aier Ya's expression abruptly changed as