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Zhongjiang City.

Disaster Anomaly Administration, Patrol Division.

Li Yuanfeng was discussing matters with several people in a conference room.

"Your Majesty, are you confident this time?" a young man teased.

"Not at all. Do what we can, then leave the rest to fate," Li Yuanfeng said, shaking his head.

"Is it really that serious?" The young man straightened up, his expression turning grave.

"Of course it is. This opponent is unprecedented. Severing worlds—what kind of godlike method is that? It has completely surpassed the scope of our technological and Mysterious Realm research," added another old man wearing a mask and a white coat.

"No way, no way. Does anyone really think it can't be defeated? We still have plenty of trump cards. Can't we use the Nation-Protecting Sea Beast? I remember the one raised in the Indian Ocean has the power of space," the young man said in surprise.

"The cost of using it is too great. At minimum, it would consume a Grandmaster. Making such a sacrifice over one of the enemy's Forward Bases would be difficult to get past the Council of Elders," Li Yuanfeng said, shaking his head.

The young man fell silent.

That was right. The price was indeed rather steep.

There were very few Grandmasters, and every one of them was precious beyond measure.

Li Yuanfeng himself was one of them.

He had once been an emperor, one of the Old Ancestors of the Eastern Continent People.

One could well imagine how exalted the status of the other Grandmasters was.

At a moment of life and death, Li Yuanfeng would naturally make the necessary choice. But this was still only a preliminary battle. How could they casually expend such resources? "Then what is the objective of this operation?" the young man asked again.

"To investigate