The Arrival of Li Yao and the Two Councilors

With the submission of the Tyrant Dragon King, the once surging beast tide seemed to lose its backbone. After a brief moment of confusion, the remaining monsters scattered and fled, disappearing into the vast desert. The members of the Flying Man Squad and the Four-Color Squad finally let out a sigh of relief, their taut nerves finally relaxing.

Night fell quietly, and the stars were embedded in the pitch-black sky like diamonds. In the wilderness, free from light pollution, the stars shimmered with a soft and mysterious glow. The desert night, devoid of the scorching heat and clamor of the day, appeared exceptionally tranquil and profound.

To organize the intelligence at hand and discuss the next course of action, the group sat around a roaring bonfire. The firelight shone on the vast land, as brilliant as a star itself.

Beside the bonfire, Liu Yun sat in the center, his figure elongated by the firelight, appearing exceptionally tall. The three beast kings—the Tyrant Dragon King, the Tiger King, and the Wild Ape—knelt respectfully on his sides. Their eyes no longer held their past arrogance and wildness, replaced instead by deep awe and submission toward Liu Yun.

This scene left everyone present in shock. They had never seen such a sight; a human powerhouse was actually capable of controlling such powerful beast kings. This was undoubtedly a symbol of strength and the unique power of a Psychic.

"War God Liu Yun, what should we do next? I won't blame you for damaging my personality!" Wang Tianba broke the silence. His voice carried a hint of anticipation and awe, though his personality had long since been lost.

Watching the flames dance, Liu Yun found the situation rather difficult. For the first time, his Machine Race Clone had lost all its energy and could not recover in a short time; furthermore, this Tyrant Dragon King was too difficult to control.

"How would I know? You are from the Limit Dojo, and we are from the HR Alliance. We should be parting ways soon, each going our own separate paths!"

These words caused Wang Tianba to heave a long sigh. Who could have known that Liu Yun would progress so quickly? He couldn't keep up at all, so he decided not to think about it! For now, there was still a good show to watch; he might as well find joy in the midst of suffering!

This good show was He Lan. At this moment, she was staring intently at Ruby and the others, who were sitting on the other side of Liu Yun, like a lioness. In her heart, she felt both pride and reliance on Liu Yun's strength, as well as jealousy and dissatisfaction toward other women approaching him.

Ruby and the others naturally sensed He Lan's gaze. They couldn't help but exchange smiles, a hint of mockery and disdain flashing in their eyes. In their view, He Lan's behavior was both childish and ridiculous. There was no ambiguity between them and Liu Yun; it was merely a simple relationship between comrades-in-arms.

However, this attitude made them very annoyed. Why must Liu Yun belong to her? Didn't He Lan just happen to know Liu Yun a few days earlier?

"Hmph, if we really wanted him, Liu Yun certainly wouldn't be wasted on this woman for nothing!"

Even the usually taciturn Blacka said this before the bonfire. Ruby smiled apologetically; she always felt that fighting over a man had nothing to do with her by nature, and after understanding everything, she even felt sympathy for Liu Yun and He Lan.

"...I used to hear people from the CWVAA (Chinese Wives' Victims' Assistance Association) say that marrying a woman from the China Region would result in a lifetime of entanglement and a curse. It seems that really isn't a lie."

She said this with a smile to her sister, Yang Xiaolong, and Yang Xiaolong also laughed while ostracizing He Lan.

"Sigh, Chinese men really live in hell! From the Ireland Base to the Qidan Base, the notoriety of these people is known to everyone!"

These words made the group laugh unrestrainedly, causing the members of the Flying Man Squad to be startled, followed by a sense of agreement. Some things had long since become public and transparent.

Huang Mei wept as he dug out the mangled corpse of You Suowei from the land ravaged by the beast tide. Everyone in the Flying Man Squad, except for He Lan, was filled with deep grief.

"Let's cremate Captain You! That way, we can still bring him back to the Jiangnan Base later!"

Huang Mei's words carried an unconcealable sorrow. He carefully lifted You Suowei's mangled body as if he were handling a priceless treasure.

Liu Yun was also very solemn, for he knew that, in truth, You Suowei did not want to harm him; it was just that sometimes he had no choice.

"Alright, let's hold a simple cremation ceremony for Captain You, so that his soul may rest in peace and he can return to his beloved Jiangnan Base in another way." Liu Yun's voice was steady and powerful. He stood up, walked to Huang Mei's side, and gently patted his shoulder, offering silent comfort.

The group began to busy themselves, collecting dry wood and building a simple funeral pyre. Beside the bonfire, the original laughter and chatter were replaced by a heavy atmosphere; everyone mourned except for He Lan. You Suowei's figure gradually blurred in the firelight, eventually turning into a wisp of blue smoke that drifted away with the wind.

"Human hearts are truly unfathomable. I don't know if anyone will mourn for me when I die!"

Liu Yun looked at the blue smoke, feeling a bit depressed in his heart. He looked at Ruby, Blacka, and the others, thinking to himself that a test was finally about to begin, so he let the beast kings hide first.

At this moment, Li Yao had already arrived on the Australian continent. He was piloting a fighter jet, accompanied by two Planetary Stage experts—Yan Hai and a mysterious old man—determined to kill Liu Yun.

Inside a hidden base on the Australian continent, Li Yao stood before his private fighter jet, the "Dark Night Falcon." The goal of this trip was singular: to completely eliminate Liu Yun, the villain who had killed his own son.

Li Yao's deputies, the two Planetary Stage experts, stood on either side of him. Their auras were cold and powerful; they were clearly seasoned veterans. Li Yao took a high-tech watch from his pocket. This watch was something he had carefully prepared, featuring a built-in, cutting-edge tracking system capable of precisely locating the signal of the identical watches worn by Blacka and the other members of the Four-Color Squad.

While it was absolutely impossible to track Liu Yun, the same could not be said for the others in the Four-Color Squad. He had reached the target location; he would let a few War Generals do some of the work first!

"Are you ready?" Li Yao asked in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the blinking light on the watch screen, which marked the location of Liu Yun and the others.

"Everything is ready, sir," one of the deputies replied respectfully, while beginning to check the weapon systems on the fighter jet, especially the portable high-energy laser cannon that had just been installed. The laser cannon was the most powerful mechanical tool humans had against beast kings; even Planetary Stage experts could not ignore it. They were doing this to ensure nothing went wrong.

The lean, gaunt old man, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

"I want to interrogate War God Liu Yun for seven days to extract all the traditional medicinal formulas he possesses. If you don't agree, I'm quitting right now!"

He was raising his price before the battle. Li Yao felt a wave of helplessness upon hearing this, but he nodded in agreement.

"Fine, why not? I won't let Liu Yun die too easily."

This finally unified their opinions. After installing the high-energy laser cannon, Li Yao, Yan Hai, and the lean old man moved like ghosts in the night, quickly traversing the undulating terrain of the desert. Their steps were light and agile, and they knew the terrain of this area like the back of their hands, clearly having planned and prepared meticulously.

As the distance closed, their heartbeats accelerated, but their faces remained cold and resolute. Li Yao held his battle saber, eager to let it drink Liu Yun's blood.

"Now!" Li Yao whispered in his heart. The battle saber in his hand swung out violently, tearing through the air and heading straight for Liu Yun with a biting, cold light.

However, at this critical moment, Liu Yun, who was still mourning You Suowei, seemed to sense the danger. He turned his head abruptly, meeting Li Yao's gaze, which was filled with hatred.

"Bang!" The two blades clashed, erupting with a deafening sound. The shockwave scattered, causing the bonfire to sway unsteadily as sparks flew everywhere.

The battle broke out instantly. Firelight and shadows intertwined, tearing the tranquil desert night into pieces. The duel between Liu Yun and Li Yao was like two meteorites colliding, releasing destructive power.