A Ya Fei's Plan

On the streets of the Black Corner Region, the crowd remained as bustling as ever. Pedestrians on the street and the shops on both sides exuded a lively atmosphere, yet few noticed that beneath this bustling daily routine, surging undercurrents and heavy crises were hidden.

Xiao Yan leaned against an inconspicuous corner of the street, his black eyes quietly watching the pedestrians passing by one after another. His expression was incomparably solemn, and Zijing quietly accompanied him on the side. As for Zi Yan, she held a piece of roasted meat in one hand, completely ignoring her magical girl image as she sat cross-legged on the ground, gnawing left and right while the corners of her mouth were stained with grease.

At that moment, the figure of Gu Qinghan suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yan, looking at him and speaking in a deep voice.

There are a total of thirteen external Nine-revolutions peak Dou Zun, and this number might still be increasing.

Hearing Gu Qinghan's report, Xiao Yan's brows locked even tighter.

To be honest, no matter how many of these Nine-revolutions peak Dou Zun came, looking solely at their strength, they were no trouble in Xiao Yan's eyes. Even if he and Gu Qinghan did not make a move, Zi Yan alone could keep them completely suppressed.

The real problem was that once even one of these guys slipped through the cracks and truly started a ruckus, it would be a devastating disaster for the Black Corner Region. Furthermore, Xiao Yan had no way to use something that had not yet happened to sanction them in the capacity of an Executor of the Tianhe Alliance. If he did that, even if this crisis were averted, the Tianhe Alliance's reputation in the Central Continent would be completely ruined, and