Published: March 2, 2025
Wen Yu not becoming a trouble for the Demon Palace army meant that Earth was facing a tremendous crisis.
Since the failure of the rescue operation, there was an uproar among the Earth's high command.
The loss of fifty-three super strongmen could be described as a severe blow!
Although the achievements of these individuals were impressive—yes, they had eliminated twelve eleventh-level demonic clan experts and drained the origin power of even more demonic clan members, which was a remarkable accomplishment for a group of tenth level limit breaker experts.
But if one were to consider the total number of strongmen on both sides...
Well, at least in that moment, Fang Yujie was overwhelmed—he didn't even have time to give his dad a decent funeral before getting entangled in complex administrative affairs.
“Your Excellency Commander, the Sea King clan has sent a diplomatic letter. They have selected a new Sea King and wish to invite you and Tang Hao to attend the ceremony.”
“Tell them to get lost!”
Fang Yujie replied irritably, before turning his attention back to the report document on the table.
[Tang Hao, Lin Que, Caius, and Arthur have gone to the front lines to eliminate the eleventh-level demonic palace expert codenamed Storm.]
[Zone Ten has completely fallen, but Lord Wen Yu is still in Zone Ten, so the Demon Palace army stationed in Zone Ten has not breached into Zone Nine.]
[The area blockade has been broken, and the battle between Lord Wen Yu and the enemy leader cannot be ascertained. The possibility of Lord Wen Yu’s defeat and death cannot be ruled out.]
The first two could be considered good news, but the third piece of news made Fang Yujie’s forehead throb with anger...
“What the hell.”
At that moment, Fang Yujie forcefully threw the report on the table, smashing his desk to pieces in front of the Secretary-General!
“Notify the front-line troops to retreat to Zone Eight, inform the mayors of all cities in Zone Nine to begin migrating the population, moving as many people as possible from Zone Nine to the rear. Finally, notify all members of the Earth Community and the ten thousand races conference to head to Beijing at the fastest speed!”
After saying this, Fang Yujie raised his wrist to check his watch.
The time was exactly ten o'clock in the morning.
“This afternoon at three o'clock, I will convene a meeting as the head of the Earth Community and the president of the ten thousand races conference, to discuss major matters with the leaders of the various races and the high-level human race of the Earth Community!”
...
Fang Yujie's invitation was indeed effective.
Even Tang Hao, who was far on the front lines, had to take time to return to Beijing to attend this meeting.
This time, Fang Yujie didn’t bother with any tedious welcoming ceremonies. Whenever a high-ranking individual from Earth arrived, they were taken to the venue by the commander's guard to wait quietly...
The attendees internally lamented—damn, they didn’t even get lunch...
However, those who could participate in such a high-level meeting were naturally powerful leaders or warlords, and each had their own intelligence channels. They were generally aware of the situation on the front lines, even if they didn’t have the detailed understanding Fang Yujie had.
Even if they were served sumptuous delicacies for lunch, they likely wouldn’t have the mood to eat...
...
When the clock struck three in the afternoon.
The main venue was already filled with guests—high-ranking officials from Beijing, strongmen from the human race, leaders of mutated beast tribes, and even Corpse Puppets and Cloud Puppets.
Upon a quick glance, there were certainly many strongmen present—based on the standards Tang Hao used for selecting people, he could probably still choose a hundred-man squad from here...
But that didn’t really matter.
Ordinary leaders of mutated beast tribes would not agree to undertake a mission with the extremely high fatality rate of rescuing Tang Haofei.