"The Undead Storm?! Was it coincidence? The tide of events? Or a conspiracy?"
Jian Shang's eyes widened, his heart racing as the thought suddenly surfaced. Then something occurred to him, and he turned to Di Wushuang in alarm and confusion, blurting out, "They mean... the Dark Council's massive eastward advance is aimed at us?"
Di Wushuang paused, then chose her words carefully. "It clearly isn't aimed solely at us. However, according to the Huaxia Otherworlder Alliance's intelligence analysis, we forced the Nether Realm's forces into an alliance with the Dark Council-or at least hastened that alliance!"
His thoughts spun, but Jian Shang had no time for further discussion. He asked gravely, "What else?"
"Judging by the timing, we have now entered the late stages of the National War, and the world situation has changed dramatically. According to the intelligence our kingdom has obtained, the undead system has undergone some unpredictable upheaval. Dark forces such as the mummies of North Africa, the undead of North America, the Nether Realm of Eastern Europe, and the Dark Council of Western Europe are all expanding madly at speeds that defy common sense. Even Asia's zombies and departed souls are gradually rising, growing more rampant by the day. They have merely been forcibly suppressed because Asia holds so many top-tier powers, including Indian Buddhism, Brahmanism, China's Great Qin Empire, Western Chu, and the Huan Kingdom!"
Di Wushuang answered swiftly without hesitation, then sighed inwardly and continued solemnly, "Given the current world situation, for both public and personal reasons, Your Majesty should return to China's Divine Land as soon as possible-or at least leave Eastern Europe. Otherwise, once the Dark Council's army arrives, your world-shaking reputation will very likely make you a primary target of the Undead Alliance."
Jian Shang's thick brows knitted tightly, his expression