The Complexity of the Mortal World

As the little girl made her move, Maitreya somehow sneaked out again, standing in the distance and watching the battle with a hint of anticipation.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hai stood atop the city wall with his hands behind his back, looking utterly calm.

As though

everything before him was merely a minor scene, one that did not even require him to act.

Of course, no one could say what was really going on.

For now,

he could only hope that the words on that bastard Zhang Ziliang's note were reliable.

Still, compared to before his slumber, the scene before him truly could only be considered a minor one for the Heavenly Court of old.

He had personally witnessed one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers, twenty-four Star Lords, and three of the Six Imperials joining forces.

That sight remained unforgettable to this day.

The little girl stood at the very rear, looking down at Zhao Hai with a smug smile, filled with delight!

There had once been a time when that bastard Zhao Hai had suppressed her at every turn in the Heavenly Court.

Even though she was Wang Ye's personal maid, that guy had never shown her the slightest respect.

There were even moments when the little girl had begun to doubt her own existence.

But now,

under her flawless plan, Li Changgeng, famed for his wisdom, was finally about to die at her hands.

That wonderful feeling consumed the little girl, leaving her unable to free herself.

The gates of Shangjing City suddenly opened.

One Superhuman after another, dressed in the Heaven Group's standard uniform, silently walked out.

Against those Star Lords and Arhats, they did not even qualify as cannon fodder.

But these Heavenly Soldiers...

If they could not even stop them, then there was no reason for them to