There was a moment of silence from the crystalline blue communicator before Ye Qushang asked.
"The Supreme of Gods? Jiang Yang? You've seen Niya?"
"That's right! I'd like to speak with you, Chief, about Niya's leave and her use of the Heroic Spirit Throne's power..."
Jiang Yang explained with a smile.
"No problem, but please wait a moment. I'll be there shortly!"
Ye Qushang's faintly amused voice came through the communicator. Then the other end hung up, leaving only a beeping sound.
Holding the blue communicator, Jiang Yang looked utterly bewildered.
"Where is this Chief Ye of yours right now?"
"Chief Ye stays at the Heroic Spirit Throne year-round and rarely leaves unless necessary. But from the sound of it, is he coming here in person?"
Yaya said, waving a hand.
"As long as Chief Ye is within the Heroic Spirit Throne, no one below a Supreme is his match. But outside it, he's only an ordinary peak Ninth Step."
"His position and identity are of paramount importance to Human Civilization's plans for Salvation. He generally won't put himself in danger lightly."
"You know quite a lot, Yaya!"
Ania praised her with a smile.
"Of course! I'm the Heroic Spirit Throne's far-hearing ears. All kinds of inside gossip are my specialty!"
Yaya raised her little head and declared proudly.
Just as they were talking.
An impassioned battle song suddenly rang out in the restaurant!
"Suona, sound the Horn of dawn!
Heroic Spirits, hold up the shattered world!
When heaven and earth stand unchanging, Deep Space is trampled to pieces, a mighty song rolls on, wresting life for All Living Beings!"
As the stirring battle song drifted through the air, a tall, breathtakingly beautiful man walked toward them.
He had a pair of strikingly captivating eyes, and his long purple hair