Published: March 2, 2025
In fact, the best way to handle secret treasures and trump cards is to place them in one's personal Spatial Ring.
The ultimate trump card of Beijing is all in Wen Yu's hands, which is also the best precaution against a suicidal attack from a strong opponent.
Everyone understands this reasoning. The demonic clan's super foundation can only be near the spirit of the demon lord—but how could the foundation of an entire world, vast as the sea, be taken away by just one person?
Less important trump cards will naturally be placed in storage, which is the function of the Treasure Vault.
However, what is referred to as "less important" is only relative. For example, in Beijing, a star destroyer that can annihilate an entire continental plate is considered a type of "less important" trump card. Such things, when left outside, can cause natural disaster-level destruction.
What Old Tang destroyed were these items—things that could determine the outcome of a small-scale war...
He slowly unclenched his fist, looked at his hand, and extended his perception ability, quickly locking onto his third target—the Demonic Clan Research Headquarters.
The developed technology prototypes, as well as undeveloped technologies, are stored in the research headquarters. The importance of that place surpasses even that of the Treasure Vault!
However, at this moment, Tang Haofei did not hurry to take action. He merely squinted at the ruins of the Treasure Vault.
Suddenly, the ground trembled, roars echoed, and then three somewhat charred figures burst forth from the ground, standing before Tang Haofei.
Guardians of the Treasure Vault...
Three eleventh-level strongmen.
This time, these three guys couldn't be dealt with by Tang Haofei using a few small tricks.
...
In the resource storage warehouse, ruins.
Trapped in the sky, an eleventh-level strongman gathered his strength and finally escaped from the thunder prison set by Tang Haofei.
He looked at the three auras rising in the distance, which were not far from his own strength. Squinting his eyes for a moment, he made a decision.
The destruction of the resource storage warehouse could be a big deal or a small issue, but the key lies in his own attitude.
If he could capture the perpetrator, perhaps the lord of the demon spirit would let him off the hook.
With this in mind, the eleventh-level demonic creature took a deep breath, his muscles tensed, and his body transformed into green light, instantly intending to go to the Treasury of Secret Treasures, to lend a hand in dealing with Tang Haofei.
However, just as the green light floated, it vanished from sight the next second, never to be found again.
...
The hazy sense of disorientation flashed by, as if he had abruptly entered a portal. When the dizziness of the teleportation passed, the scene before the eleventh-level demonic clan expert dramatically changed.
He looked up and saw that he was surrounded by a gray chaotic airflow, which condensed into walls, trapping him securely within.
"What is this..."
Surprise welled up in his heart. He completely could not understand what had happened to him. Then, he leaned forward, unleashing countless punches that struck the surrounding gray air.
However, his attacks collided with the airflow, only to be instantly dissolved and corroded. It was at that moment that the demonic clan expert began to feel a hint of foreboding.
He looked at the bizarre scene around him—a round sky and square ground—and found himself at a loss.
Outside.
Nearly a kilometer from the northeast direction of the resource storage warehouse.
Two figures stood alone, clad in black robes, their auras obscure and unfathomable. One was three meters tall, with strong, tense muscles, while the other was of average build, resembling a normal human.
At this moment, the average-sized guy held a small gray ball in his hand. The ball was not large, roughly the size of a ping pong ball, and from the outside, the situation inside the ball was fully visible.
Inside, a tall ancient demon was darting around within the ball, resembling a wildly bouncing flea.