Green Basket Realm.
While Cheng Han's recruitment drive was in full swing.
His other avatar set off massacre after massacre.
Night.
Stars glittered across the sky.
Illuminating the boundless land.
At this time.
The dry season in the Green Basket Realm was gradually nearing its end.
Yet this was often the driest time of year.
After months of water shortages, the lakes and rivers on the surface had either dried up completely or dwindled to pitifully small flows.
Within a half-withered wilderness.
A figure transformed into a wisp of smoke and drifted swiftly along.
This person moved as fast as lightning, steadily surpassing the speed of sound without making the slightest noise.
From this alone, one could tell that he was absolutely a Mystic Supervisor-level powerhouse.
Even among Mystic Supervisors, such flight speed ranked among the best.
However.
The figure faintly gave off the impression of fleeing in panic.
His path was not straight, but snaked about, as though he feared being locked onto.
Several seconds later.
The figure darted into a patch of yellowed woods and finally stopped.
His form became clear, finally revealing his true appearance.
He was a dark-skinned middle-aged man with Double Pupils, clearly one of the Green Basket People.
The Green Basket Mystic Supervisor glanced around, then let out a breath. "I even used my ultimate secret art. I should have shaken those people off, right?"
His expression turned exceedingly ugly again. Why had so many Mystic Supervisor powerhouses defected to the Myriad Heavens Race?
He was filled with confusion. *Every Green Basket Mystic Supervisor should know that the Myriad Heavens Race would never allow the Green Basket Race to produce a god-level powerhouse. If they defected to the Myriad Heavens Race, it meant they would never have a chance to advance further. They might