Purple Soup stood like a ghost in the distance, casting a sinister smile at Su Yue.
She ignited the wrath of the monsters.
...
Mo Kai arrived at the conflict zone between the Four-armed Race and the Steel Bone Race, finding the contradictions more complex than he had imagined.
But they can be mediated, although it will require some time.
Suddenly, Mo Kai's eyelids twitched.
He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
In Mo Kai's mind, the image of Hong Guo inexplicably appeared.
As a Ninth Grade, he could sense certain crises, although not always accurately, yet sometimes this feeling was indeed mysterious.
"City Lord Hei Qi, there's nothing much here. Return to Mao Yao City and help Hei Ti keep the trial field under control. Make sure nothing goes wrong."
Mo Kai ordered.
Though Hei Ti, a Seventh Grade, can suppress everything, Mo Kai still felt that an Eighth Grade would be more reliable.
"Divine Elder, this…"
Hei Qi was taken aback.
He thought he heard wrong.
