Published: March 2, 2025
Walking alone on the vast and boundless earth, he searched for the teleportation coordinates leading to the lower levels.
Loneliness? That's not the case.
Fear? Even less so.
Because he is Tang Haofei!
“MMP's teleportation array! Where the hell are you???"
His roar echoed from afar, shattering the tranquility of the land. Any living being that heard this roar seemed to encounter a natural enemy and fled far away—on the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Palace, those with a bit of courage had already been slaughtered cleanly by Tang Haofei, leaving behind only some herbivores and non-combatants.
However, Tang Haofei's roar still received a response...
What responded to him was the prompt sound of the treasure land that echoed in everyone's mind.
“Ding! Due to an unknown error in the Heavenly Palace Treasure Land some time ago, the cause of the error has now been found.”
“Rebooting the treasure land…”
Tang Haofei was stunned. This simple announcement gave him a feeling of casual indifference—how significant could the error in this treasure land be? The dead had been revived, and the eleventh-level strongmen were flying all over the place; now, such a casually spoken sentence just resolved it?
However, one had to admit that after the sovereign escaped, handling the issue of resurrecting the dead really was that casual...
“Ding! The original natives of the treasure land had all their souls erased and reverted to puppet status. Based on their strength, they will be distributed to different regions of the Heavenly Palace. The number of demonic creatures in the treasure land has decreased, the rest remains unchanged.”
In just two simple sentences, the fate of the Heavenly Palace Treasure Land was announced—still adhering to the original rules, yet no longer was there the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, no more vibrant residents of the Immortal Heroic World, nor was there any more truth...
In a daze, Tang Haofei seemed to hear the wails of the remnants of the Immortal Heroic World, only to dissipate into nothingness.
The deceased had already passed; those who had lived for nearly a month again were considered to have profited...
Of course, what Tang Haofei did not think about was that the sovereign's clean and decisive resolution of these matters would indeed bring about some small changes.
For example, another hunchbacked old man who had obtained the soul grafting technique could only watch as his hopes of revival turned to ashes... Time really wasn't enough...
Another example was a bald man who wanted to obtain the outer heaven eternal divine palace could only sit in the Tenth Layer of the Heavenly Palace headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, waiting for an unknown time to be "awakened" again, so he could stretch his muscles and bones, and then become the spoils of some professional.
Another example...
“Ding ding ding ding……”
The communicator rang, and then was answered by Tang Haofei.
With no way to find the path, Tang Haofei's mood wasn't exactly good at that moment: “What do you want now?”
“Old Tang…”
Fran's voice came through.
“Did you hear the prompt just now?”
“I heard it. What's the matter?”
“The souls in the Heavenly Palace have been extracted and turned back into mindless monsters. The researchers on the Fifth Level, well, encountered danger and hurriedly teleported out of the treasure land without even having time to take their equipment and data. We need your help with this.”
Tang Haofei paused his steps.
The voice in the communicator continued.
“Also, Lin Haifeng has decided to send troops to India. On one hand, it’s to prevent the level restraint from being broken, and on the other hand, our intelligence personnel discovered something remarkable in India, um, a child who, by coincidence, obtained a special profession. The military needs him, and the Indian government is also looking for him. You know how A San’s people like to go against Huaxia…”
Fran's chatter continued, but this sound, penetrating into Tang Haofei's mind, inexplicably stirred up a surge of anger!