Seeing everyone gathered together, Ke Chen slowly rose into the air, gradually flying into the sky and looking down at everyone below.
At that moment, his eyes seemed devoid of all emotion. As he accepted the gazes of those below looking up at him as though he were a god, it was as if a force of faith had emerged.
If he wanted to establish an empire now, it would probably be effortless. These were all part of his own backyard.
But Ke Chen was not thinking about that right now. His clothes fluttered without wind; he did not change into the Kryptonian Suit and remained neatly dressed. Then, he slowly spread his arms and raised them.
As Ke Chen moved, it seemed as though heaven and earth changed with him. The ground, which had still held some green grass, suddenly became a stretch of yellow sand, its vitality slowly draining away.
This surprised the people below. If they had not all been trained to obey orders, they would probably have already become restless. They had never seen anything like this before.
All life vanished, leaving only yellow sand on the ground. Then the sand slowly began to flow, as though the entire environment had transformed into a desert and they were standing in the middle of it.
Before long, the yellow sand gathered toward the sky, seemingly about to form an enormous figure.
Everyone lifted their heads and stared fixedly at the scene. Though they still did not know what would happen, they felt an inexplicable shock. Even if the sand were about to bury them the next second and make them sacrifices, the Black Widows would remain motionless and unafraid. The Amazons, however, were another matter.
Yet they also knew Ke Chen would not harm them. Though they