"I'm finally back!"
Yulanshan, at the entrance of the Martyrs' Cemetery Management Office.
Chen Chu suddenly appeared.
The moment he appeared, the surrounding space could not withstand his aura and began to collapse.
Take a deep breath.
All the strange phenomena surrounding Chen Chu disappeared.
He now looks like a recent college graduate.
No matter who comes, you can't see any imposing aura in him.
"Uncle Meng isn't home, and Xiao Tuan isn't home either?"
Chen Chu frowned, his gaze falling on the tea table beside him.
The tea was already cold, but still quite fresh.
This indicates that the person had not been gone for long.
"Did you go shopping?"
Chen Chu made a phone call, but found that he couldn't get through at all.
"What's going on? Did they go into the dungeon?"
I don't know what happened, but thankfully someone does.
"Little Ginseng, come out!"
Chen Chu lightly stepped on the ground, and a sudden, agitated sound rang out from afar.
"Damn it, you're still alive?!"
Chen Chu took a step and entered the orchard.
Little Ginseng was startled. "You, you're really alive?"
Chen Chu frowned slightly. "I only went to a dungeon once. Is it that hard to come out alive?"
Little Ginseng swallowed hard. "No, you've been missing for over five years. Do you think it's easy for you to come back alive?"
"More than five years?"
Chen Chu was somewhat taken aback!
He took out his phone, instantly connected to the internet, and countless messages popped up on his phone, automatically updating the time after connecting.
Chen Chu was stunned. Five years had actually passed!
But he was clearly in the dungeon, and if we don't count the time spell Laozi cast on him, only a few days had passed!
"Is this what they mean by a day in heaven being equal to a year on earth?"
Chen Chu didn't care about all that and looked at the little ginseng and asked.
"Where are Uncle Meng and the others?"
"They went to the Forbidden Sea!"
...
Outside Guanghai City.
Ten pitch-black vortexes, like black holes, hung in the sky.
If you look closely, you can see that there are human figures standing in each of the ten vortexes.
Below them, on the sea surface, there were countless ships.
There are countless quasi-emperors, saints, and high-level players.
It was a legion composed entirely of high-level players, and they were heading towards Guanghai City on the sea.
Around the ship, there were also sea monsters at the quasi-emperor level swimming around.
Chaos had completely broken out in Guanghai City.
The teleportation array continuously sends low-level players outwards while simultaneously bringing in high-level players from outside.
This battle is about to begin!
"They did it on purpose!"
At the guild headquarters, Shao Siming, who had already arrived, and the heads of security departments from various regions were having a meeting together.
On the large screen in the conference room, the situation at sea is being projected.
"That's right, they're just waiting for us to quickly gather our forces, planning to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"
"Damn the Immortal Demon Palace! So many years have passed, and they're still not all dead. In fact, they've become even stronger!"
These bigwigs from all sides, facing such pressure, are behaving in much the same way as ordinary players.
All they could do was shout and curse angrily.
In this great battle, the strength of any one person is completely ineffective.
So they have to wait until everyone is there.
The Immortal Demon Palace thought the same way, waiting for all of you to be gathered before they could wipe you out in one fell swoop!
Bai Wuji's voice was calm: "This is a war concerning our life and death. If they really manage to break through this time, then from now on, there will be no more Great Xia!"
Everyone who heard this felt a chill in their heart!
"Why haven't those old guys come over yet? Are they scared?"
A young man sitting in front slowly spoke.
Many people frowned and looked this way.
"Meng Zhengyang, don't think that just because you're a quasi-emperor you can speak disrespectfully to the four Grand Fates!"
An elder reprimanded, "Even if you are not quasi-emperors, you are all high-level saints!"
However, Meng Zhengyang ignored him completely and instead looked at Bai Wuji.
"Or I could take a nap, and when I wake up I'll see if those old guys are still coming. If they aren't, we won't care! Anyway, it doesn't matter where we sleep."
Although Meng Zhengyang's words were flippant, everyone knew it.
The opposing force, which has already been revealed, consists of ten Great Emperors!
And they, including Bai Wuji and the four Grand Fate Masters, only have five Great Emperors.
The old man who had just reprimanded Meng Zhengyang was furious when he saw that Meng Zhengyang was so contemptuous of him.
"If you hadn't killed Sha Yuelin back then, we might have one more expert at the Great Emperor level now!"
"The Emperor?"
Meng Zhengyang sneered, "Who isn't an emperor?"
The old man's voice stopped abruptly as soon as he finished speaking.
Because the aura released by Meng Zhengyang had far exceeded the level of a quasi-emperor.
Even more terrifying than Bai Wuji!
"Uncle Meng, is the Great Emperor so rare?"
Boom! Boom!
It was then noticed that Wang Pangzi and Hai Xin, who were standing next to Meng Zhengyang, both released the aura of Great Emperors!
Back then, Chen Chu allocated the most resources to the two of them in the team. Now, after all these years, they have reached the Great Emperor realm.
Although it has only just been reached, the gap between an Emperor and a Quasi-Emperor is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.
"Yes, is the Emperor that rare?"
A clear, cold female voice rang out from not far away.
boom!
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