Hidden Danger

"Zhou Leng." Shanhe Yuan, towering over six stories tall, took a few quick strides and arrived before Zhou Leng.

"Shanhe Yuan." Zhou Leng smiled and nodded, looking at an old friend he had known for many years.

Shanhe Yuan looked much the same as before. His skin was even more delicate than that of Giants with rough appearances, making him resemble an enlarged square-faced man.

The difference was that he now bore many scars. Compared with before, there was less purity in his eyes and an added trace of calmness.

Though he was still only in his early twenties, he somehow carried a touch of weathered age.

"Congratulations on being re-elected as one of the Ten Emperors."

"Just luck. You—how have you been these past few days?"

There was a faint melancholy in Zhou Leng's voice. The two had not met for nearly a year, yet it felt as though more than a decade had passed.

After Ten Thousand Suns' Descent, Shanhe Yuan had never set foot in Dragon Nation again.

Shanhe Yuan smiled faintly. "Everything's been fine. It seems I had an awakening. I inherited the Giant Clan's legacy and also obtained some unknown divine ability."

"Yes, you were already a top-tier genius," Zhou Leng said.

"I always thought Zhang Xinglie could reach the Martial Saint Realm too—" Shanhe Yuan's throat suddenly went dry, and he could not continue.

The two fell silent, then turned to look toward the plaza ahead.

Many Giant Clan Demigods had gathered there.

There was also an Orc Mid Demigod Realm expert.

For an Orc Mid Demigod Realm expert to enter the Giant World, an enormous quantity of resources had to be sacrificed to cross the Two-World Barrier. Those resources would have been enough to easily cultivate three or four Mid Demigod Realm experts.