Chen Yi's expression tightened. In an instant, flames filled every inch of space inside the meteorite.
Then, a contract appeared before Chen Yi.
The contract emitted a faint glow, and it was this glow that resisted Chen Yi's Flame Burning.
"A contract?"
Chen Yi took the contract but did not read its contents immediately. Instead, he inspected it carefully.
He was a master of contracts himself and had his own methods for examining them.
Were there any layered clauses?
Were there any duplicate pages?
Was it a parent-child contract?
Were there any unnecessary patterns?
Were there any strange words?
Even the World Tree delivering the contract was speechless.
Had the void become like this after it had been absent for so long?
Even the Devil race was not this excessive, were they?
Chen Yi examined it for over ten minutes. Only after confirming that the contract truly contained no hidden tricks did he begin reading its contents.
After reading it, Chen Yi's expression became somewhat strange.
The contents were very simple: the Plague Elves were surrendering to him.
That was right—they were surrendering to Chen Yi alone.
In the eyes of most people, including more than 99% of the Plague Elves;
all of the Plague Elves' Virus Trees had already died.
Pure-blooded Plague Elves would cease to exist.
But in truth, there was still one Virus Tree left.
The first one Chen Yi had burned had not completely died.
Instead, it had used its remaining vitality to sprout a branch.
During that great battle, a spatial Plague Elf had desperately brought that branch back.
With the help of the other Virus Trees, the branch had not died.
When the Plague Elves had remotely attacked Chen Yi through karmic threads, they had also arranged for many Plague Elves to capture