What Hell's Gate had truly set out to sea for this time, though the leader had never stated it outright, clever people like King Wuguan knew perfectly well. After all, his recent efforts to stir up trouble against the people of Jing Kingdom had come at the leader's instruction.
But the moment the Middle Antiquity Heavenly Road appeared, he knew there was no hope for this matter.
If it had only been Lou Yue, along with a few young Jing Kingdom prodigies and several muddled exotic beasts... even if Mirror World Terrace's Fu Dongxu had been added to the mix! Hell's Gate was flourishing with talent, every one of them skilled in both letters and arms. Though they could not win head-on, they could at least cause some trouble.
But now, the power of all nine sons of the Dragon Emperor had been summoned back, the Near-Sea and Cang Sea had been linked, and even time and space had been crossed... With Jing Kingdom making such a grand move, what was left for them to play with?
They would truly be ants trying to shake a mountain!
It was not that he had received the leader's message and then terminated the mission. He had already sensed that things were going wrong and slipped away; only halfway through had he darted over here. Brother Guangming had run even faster than he had.
In truth, the moment he saw King Qinguang's posture of setting up an altar, half his heart had already gone cold. This boss of theirs really did not know how to read the situation—he still wanted to go head-to-head? Had last time not been miserable enough? Just as the organization was clearly about to be rebuilt and he was already planning out a new career path in his mind,