If He Dares Stop the Martial Arts Tournament, I'll Casually Blow Up a Star for Him to See!

Inside the stronghold.

Qi Yuan's figure gradually solidified into substance.

Having completed the mission, he returned to the stronghold once more.

"The mission reward was rather ordinary."

Looking at the blood-red pill, Qi Yuan seemed listless.

Even mosquito meat was still meat, so he swallowed the pill anyway.

He walked out of his residence and looked out at a stronghold ten times larger than before.

Over the years, Qi Yuan had completed many missions, and the stronghold in the World of Death Qi had grown much larger as well.

Quite a few strongholds had merged.

What had originally been a small stronghold had become a large one.

Large strongholds possessed formidable strength, with powerful experts emerging one after another. Even the rare Martial Kings were quite numerous here.

There was even a branch of the Genius Alliance here.

"This time was decent. I can send out some more grandpas and grandmas."

The mission world this time could be called the largest mission world Qi Yuan had ever experienced.

He had slaughtered the Demon Race of an entire world and stepped into the realm of Martial Lord.

He had also devoured quite a few new bloodlines within his body.

He could send out grandpas and grandmas.

"What a pity. Wu Shi's Divine Infant has never been able to be sent out."

Thinking of the moments he had shared with No Food Saint Mother, Qi Yuan felt rather sentimental.

Their feelings had been as light as water, yet there was, after all, a deep bond between them.

Especially since the Devouring Origin Body No Food Saint Mother had given him had helped him greatly.

Otherwise, he would not have entered the Martial Lord realm so quickly.

"When you wake up, I'll treat you to fish."

Qi Yuan murmured. His memories seemed to