Knock, knock, knock—!
Inside the meeting room, the team members were seated together.
They were reviewing the tournament's tactical details and intelligence on their opponents.
The sudden sound made everyone instinctively look up.
Elder Song frowned slightly, her mental power instantly spreading outward, only to feel as though it had crashed into a silent, bottomless sea of stars.
The aura of the person outside was perfectly natural, blending seamlessly into the surrounding environment.
Even with her cultivation as a Rank 97 Super Douluo, she could not detect the slightest clue.
A warning bell sounded faintly in her heart.
Anyone capable of doing this before her was certainly no ordinary person.
"Who is it?" Elder Song's voice carried a trace of barely perceptible gravity as she rose personally and walked to the door.
The door slowly slid open.
The next instant, shock uncontrollably flashed across Elder Song's face, and even her pupils contracted slightly.
At the boundary between light and shadow outside the door stood a figure in silence.
Xia Ming, who had vanished without a trace for three whole years, as though he had disappeared from the world!
Over the past three years, speculation about him had spread throughout the continent, spawning countless versions.
The most popular and convincing explanation was this.
This young man, astonishingly gifted and a creator of miracles time and again,
might have already silently surpassed the limits of mortals and ascended to the legendary God Realm.
After all, the power he had displayed before leaving had long exceeded anything common sense could explain.
Yet now, he had appeared before them without the slightest warning.
"It has been a long time, Elder Song." A gentle smile rested on Xia Ming's lips.
He stepped into the room, his gaze slowly sweeping across those familiar faces.
"Everyone, it