"Stop playing games and get out here!"
Meng Zheng's voice boomed like rolling thunder, echoing through the shattered Chaos. He knew in his heart that a predator was still lurking in the Ancestral Land, waiting to pounce!
Someone wanted to take advantage of him, Meng Zheng.
They were courting death!
This sudden turn of events brought a strange quiet to the once-feverish battlefield. Everyone looked around the world with shock and suspicion.
But they couldn't see anything.
"Quiet down, small fry."
The silence was broken by an annoyed rebuke that echoed from the center of the world, like someone swatting at a bothersome fly.
That place was…
'Not good!'
Meng Zheng had no time for shame or anger. His expression changed as he looked toward the sound, and his pupils contracted sharply.
