The System Hosts' ambush against Chen Yi ended in farce.
In a distant stretch of dark void.
A woman's voice rang out. "Fu Shi Feng is about to die. Cracks have appeared in his Fate Box."
Another voice asked, "Where's the Fire Madman?"
No powerful being would casually call another powerful being by name in private.
Because they were too powerful.
For those weak enough, it did not matter if they spoke a powerful being's name directly, so long as they were not in the same world.
World barriers were their greatest protection.
To powerful beings, the words they spoke carried power in themselves.
Calling out a True Name on that basis could not be completely blocked, even with methods that misled perception.
They usually addressed one another by nicknames.
The woman said, "He's not dead, and he wasn't sealed either."
A strange murmur sounded.
"Damn it, speak Void Common to me! Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're on our side now!"
The murmuring vanished, replaced by a magnetic, androgynous voice. "It seems he truly is dangerous."
"According to the contract, we will launch the first attack."
The voice carried a holy aura, yet also seemed tinged with corruption.
But that was not what the woman cared about. Instead...
"So you can speak after all! Why the hell were you babbling in some foreign language?"
"You there, get moving. Bring Fu Shi Feng and the others back. Fu Shi Feng is far stronger than you useless lot. He can't die."
The System Hosts in the darkness tacitly filtered out the woman's insulting words.
There was no helping it. They truly could not beat her.
And Fu Shi Feng truly was powerful.
For strength like his, the System side naturally had safeguards in place before daring to