Five days later.
A giant bird landed once again in the inner city of Guangxia City, much to the astonishment of the temporary allied forces.
"They all went to that place you mentioned?"
Inside the familiar living room, Zhang Rong rubbed his temples and asked Chi Chen wearily.
"Um."
Chi Chen nodded without saying anything more.
Zhang Rong gave Chi Chen a deep look, but didn't ask any further questions.
In fact, Zhang Rong was the first to notice some unusual things about Chi Chen when he returned to the dimensional world from the divine realm.
He saw in Chi Chen a sense of vicissitude that Chi Chen had never possessed before, a vicissitude that did not belong to someone his age.
Zhang Rong could also sense that Chi Chen was hiding something different.
Zhang Rong didn't know what Chi Chen had experienced in the God Realm, nor did she know where the vicissitudes on his body came from. Perhaps it was the 'hope' within him, or perhaps something else.
However, since Chi Chen didn't say anything, Zhang Rong naturally chose not to ask any further questions.
"Are we going back to Earth?"
Chi Chen looked up at Zhang Rong.
"Yes, as you said, I don't have much time left. Although I can foresee the difficulties, I must accelerate the integration between the four major war zones of Blue Star!"
Zhang Rong nodded, his expression solemn. During the ten days or so that Chi Chen had taken Lin Bai and the others away, Zhang Rong had also been busy with the arrangements within the temporary allied army.
After all, Zhang Rong will likely be staying on Earth for a long time to come.
After all, to persuade the Far America Theater, the Nordic Theater, the South African Theater, and the Great Xia Theater to merge, he, the current strongest in the Great Xia Theater, would inevitably have to start traveling between various countries.
Only his presence can draw sufficient attention from the other three major war zones.
"Without you, Captain, overseeing things here, things probably won't be so peaceful!"
Upon hearing this, Chi Chen was also somewhat worried that without Zhang Rong, the temporary allied forces in the dimensional realm might not be as peaceful as they were now.
After all, the Far America War Zone was only superficially peaceful. The reason they haven't caused any trouble is because Zhang Rong is in charge in the dimensional realm, keeping them firmly under control.
After Zhang Rong leaves, the high-ranking officials in the Far America Theater will inevitably be dissatisfied with the current situation.
Add to that the opportunists in the South African theater; if they were to align themselves with the Far America theater, even though Guangxia City is the home ground of the Great Xia theater, things probably wouldn't be as comfortable as they are now.
"Hehe, it's certain that those people in the Far America war zone will be restless, but I'm just returning to Blue Star, not dying. They'll naturally have their own judgment and won't dare to go too far. Besides, they now know the situation this world is about to face. If they dare to make any big moves at this time, I don't mind taking them down first to establish my authority. This will probably better facilitate our next actions!"
Zhang Rong spoke, his face exuding authority without anger. If the high-ranking figures in the Far America War Zone within the dimensional realm truly couldn't understand the situation, he wouldn't hesitate to use his fists to clarify things for them.
In fact, what Zhang Rong is most worried about right now is Bazan from the mysterious country.
However, what puzzled Zhang Rong was that Bazan's powerful and repulsive aura had completely disappeared from the dimensional realm three days ago.
Although Zhang Rong was quite worried about this, fearing that Bazan was secretly plotting something big.
However, at this crucial juncture, Bazan's disappearance conveniently facilitated Zhang Rong's return to Earth.
Zhang Rong was worried that if Bazan discovered his absence after he returned to Blue Star, he might launch a full-scale attack on the temporary allied forces.
But it seems that we don't need to worry about this for the time being.
Clearly, Bazan had also discovered something and was undoubtedly secretly gathering strength in preparation for the impending disaster.
...
Inside a separate and vast, pitch-black space.
"Bazan, why have you come again?"
Before Bazan, a massive, almost exaggeratedly large mountain of flesh emitted a voice that was neither male nor female, questioning Bazan as to why he had returned to his habitat so soon.
"Great Mother Goddess, I've come here... of course... to devour you!"
Bazan raised his head, which had been hanging low, his eyes gleaming with greed. Without uttering a single word, he lunged directly at the mountain of flesh.
"Bazan, who gave you the audacity to covet the god who gave you life?!"
The goddess's furious voice, which exploded like thunder, echoed throughout the space.
He is the creator of the entire mystical race, and Bazin is a part that separated from Him.
But now, Bazan is actually trying to devour Him?!
This filled Him with unprecedented rage.
The goddess's enormous body tumbled, causing the entire dark space to tremble.
"How is this possible?! You've escaped my control?!"
Suddenly, the goddess's somewhat panicked voice rang out, filled with disbelief.
He had just erased the mark belonging to Bazan from his divine consciousness, but now, Bazan had rushed in front of him unharmed.
As the creator of the mysterious race, even though Bazan has now touched the threshold of the divine realm, He can foresee that Bazan will die instantly with just a thought from Him.
"Hehe... Goddess, should I say you're stupid? If I couldn't even do this much, would I dare to come here and try to devour you? The great calamity is coming, so stop pretending to be nice to me. You let me touch the threshold of the God Realm, wasn't it so that you could devour me at a good time to completely restore my God Realm strength?"
What? I can't just devour you? Isn't this self-interest ingrained in my genes derived from you? There's a saying among humans: "If a man doesn't look out for himself, he'll be doomed!"
Bazana's frantic and excited voice rang out. Just as he thought, the Goddess had restricted many of Her abilities in this space she had created to avoid that terrifying being, which greatly facilitated his devouring.
Originally, Bazan's plan was to take at least another ten years to reach this point.
But now, Bazan can't wait that long.
The terrifying entity behind that veil was about to appear; the suffocating aura of evil was growing stronger and stronger.
Under that oppression, Bazan's heart was filled with fear every day.
Now, only by fully entering the realm of gods can he have a little confidence to face the future.
A great calamity is about to befall him; he has no time to plan step by step anymore.
"Aaaaaah, Bazan, let's see if you can swallow me whole!"
Upon hearing this, the Mother Goddess was even more furious. Bazan's escape from her control was something she had never anticipated.
He never imagined that he, who had survived the great calamity, would now be devoured by an embryo that had separated from him.
However, even though he had hidden himself in this space that restricted him and was forever in darkness in order to avoid the detection of that terrifying being, Bazan still had ways to deal with his desire to devour him.
In the pitch-black space, Bazan's body gradually merged into the Mother Goddess's enormous form amidst her repeated curses.
A battle of devouring, with no clear winner yet, has begun.
...
Blue Star, the Great Xia War Zone, in a mountain outside the Shangjing District.
Despite his busy schedule, Xiao Rulai took time to personally come here to welcome Zhang Rong's return.
Within the spatial passage linking Earth to the dimensional realm, Zhang Rong stepped out of the black hole. Behind him were two other figures, namely Chi Chen and Hu Miaomiao.
"I'm back!"
Xiao Rulai looked at Zhang Rong's face and rarely smiled, then glanced meaningfully at Chi Chen and Hu Miaomiao behind Zhang Rong.
A few minutes later, without lingering in the mountains, the group quickly returned to the city of Shangjing.
Subsequently, an emergency meeting was convened in Shangjing District, chaired by Xiao Rulai.
Although Chi Chen and Hu Miaomiao had special identities, they did not participate in this meeting.
The two arrived at the Xiang family manor.
"Is that so? Since it was Xiang Ming's own choice, then I have nothing to say... I hope he can hold up a bright future for our Great Xia!"
The old master of the Xiang family looked at Chi Chen and Hu Miaomiao in front of him, sighed, and didn't say anything more.
But in an instant, it was obvious that the old man of the Xiang family's already hunched back seemed to become even more hunched, and with that sigh, he seemed to have aged even more.
However, all he felt about Xiang Ming's choice was pride. For generations, his Xiang family had suffered countless deaths and injuries for the safety of the Great Xia Dynasty. The special status of the Xiang family in the Great Xia Dynasty today was built on the lives of their family members.
Under the circumstances, no one can escape the consequences. The fact that Xiang Ming chose to take on greater responsibility in the future at this time can only mean that his father did not misjudge him.
The old master of the Xiang family gave Chi Chen a deep look, then chatted with Chi Chen for a while before letting him go.
Shortly after Chi Chen left the Xiang family manor, a family meeting was held within the manor.
"Next, let's go back to Luanning District!"
Chi Chen, holding Hu Miaomiao's hand, looked at the bustling streets of Shangjing District with a somewhat dazed expression.
The place I need to go next is beyond my current level; I'll need Zhang Rong's help.
Zhang Rong clearly has several more meetings to attend, so Chi Chen plans to take advantage of this time to go back to Luan Ning District.
Under the cover of night, inside a passenger plane, Chi Chen and Hu Miaomiao embarked on their journey back to Luan Ning District.
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