Ye Buyu stretched a little. Advancing to the Seventh Tier felt like getting a deep scrub in the bath, with the ease and comfort of having years of grime scrubbed away. It felt as though every cell were breathing freely.
Although the process had been difficult, the result was delightful.
"Finally, the Seventh Tier. That wasn't easy. [Nightmare] nearly killed me just now."
Wei Changming smiled at the camera behind him. "All right, the crisis has been resolved for now. Everyone can rest easy. This concludes the Present World Union Secretariat's online press conference."
Xiao Shuo reached out and switched off the camera. The six members of the Horizon Team looked at Hold Up the Heavens with dark expressions, while Kou Ying, who had arrived late, had no idea what was going on.
"What happened? I heard the tower shaking and hurried over as fast as I could, but it looks like it's already over."
He scratched his head. Was the commotion so minor this time that there wasn't even any need to fight?
Everyone was at a loss. That relieved expression on Kou Ying's face was really hard to comment on. In the end, their gazes settled on Ye Buyu.
"What are you planning to do next?"
Ye Buyu pondered for a few seconds, then looked at the three veterans. "There's something I want to ask. During the Great Cataclysm, did you ever see a hand? It seemed to drop something into the Present World."
A hand?
The three searched their memories carefully. The Great Cataclysm was a significant point in time. They had been young then, and had also happened to be among the first victims to bear the brunt of that catastrophe.
The reason they had become the people in charge of the Present World's major organizations