Yun Ming Arrives Through the Air

"Trying to split apart? Not that easily!"

A cold female voice rang out as Long Yeyue's figure appeared on the left side of the battlefield like a ghost. Two dragon-shaped streams of Soul Power, one of light and one of darkness, coiled around her body. Black and white dragon breaths spewed forth simultaneously, sweeping precisely across the remaining projections.

"Puff, puff."

The two projections instantly melted away beneath the light-and-dark dragon breath, leaving not even a trace behind. Long Yeyue's light-and-dark power carried innate law attributes and was especially effective against illusionary clones.

Libra Star Dragon raised a brow, finally withdrawing some of his contempt.

The conference room fell completely silent.

Everyone understood what this meant—an organization with more than fifteen Limit Douluos, control over an entire region's economy and military, and completely sealed-off intelligence was no longer a company. It was a state within a state!

If they allowed it to continue, Eastsea would be completely independent within a few years. That was something the Sun-Moon Federation could never tolerate.

After half a minute of silence, Qiangu Dongfeng slowly spoke.

He wore the luxurious robes of the Spirit Pagoda. His features were refined, yet a sinister gleam hid in his eyes. He lightly rubbed the soul-guided teacup in his hand, his tone calm as he dropped a bombshell.

"The Spirit Pagoda deeply agrees with what Commander Yu has said."

Qiangu Dongfeng said blandly, "Every one of our branch towers in Eastsea is now under close surveillance. Forget gathering intelligence—even our personnel are followed whenever they leave the towers. The Spirit Pagoda has operated in Eastsea for a thousand years, yet now we have become blind and deaf."

His tone shifted, turning cold. "Furthermore, according to reports from the Spirit Pagoda's secret channels, Doulong Technology Co., Ltd. is very likely