Published: March 2, 2025
Standing at the base of the city wall outside the gathering place in Beijing, Wen Yu gazed deeply at the magnificent Iron Giant City before him.
Once upon a time, he had been chased out of Beijing by Lin Haifeng, but now, due to Lin Haifeng’s invitation, he had returned.
There were no complex emotions involved; at that time, Lin Haifeng had indeed schemed against him, making him feel humiliated. However, lacking skills and strength meant he deserved to be tricked. And the vow he made when he left Beijing—never to return to this dreadful place—had naturally been broken.
In fact, Wen Yu had long since ceased to care about such trivial matters. Compared to the increase in strength and the pressure from the demonic clan, these were merely small issues.
It had to be said that Lin Haifeng was indeed capable. If it weren't for the presence of the two reborn persons, Tang Haofei and Wen Yu, Lin Haifeng might have already conquered the world with the size of the Beijing gathering place. Moreover, the development of the Beijing gathering place over the past two years was evident; one could say that if the Star of Africa was a wild black market, then Beijing was an international metropolis.
Given the scale of the Beijing gathering place, the daily foot traffic was undoubtedly massive. Standing at the city gate, Wen Yu observed the bustling adventurers, vendors, and residents of the Beijing gathering place. With his strength, he could easily obscure his presence; at that moment, he stood there while the crowd seemed oblivious to him.
Listening to the chatter around him and observing the amusing events occurring in the small space at the city gate gave him a unique pleasure.
More than twenty days ago, after emerging from the Spirit Realm Treasure Land, Wen Yu immediately entered "closed-door training." He spent five days enhancing his soul strength and then began researching skills. Although the gains weren’t substantial, they were numerous and trivial, causing him to lose track of time. If it weren't for Fran reminding him about the ten thousand races conference, he might have forgotten about it entirely.
Since he had promised to attend and was also bored, he decided to visit Beijing, considering it a small vacation for himself.
After waiting for about three minutes without seeing Fran, the crowd began to stir, as if something significant was happening. Wen Yu was drawn in by the commotion and looked up to see what was occurring.
In the distance, a massive turtle slowly appeared on the horizon. The giant turtle was ten meters tall, with a back covered in menacing spines. Above its shell, a platform had been built, and through the mist, a faint blue figure could be seen.
"The sea king clan, it's really the sea king clan!"
"Today is quite an eye-opener..."
"I was wondering what was going on in Beijing these days; just yesterday, I saw a group of people parading a giant rat. Now all sorts of strange creatures are popping up."
"You don’t know? It’s the third ten thousand races conference. I’m telling you, now’s the time to gather some demonic creature corpses or materials. These are hot commodities that mutated beasts crave. Whether we can enjoy the good life this year depends on these next two days."
"You're right, brother..."
The appearance of the sea king clan did not cause panic—nearly seven years had passed since the apocalypse started, enough time for even the most traditional humans to recognize the world’s changes during the apocalypse. Under Lin Haifeng’s subtle influence, humanity had accepted the current situation of co-governance among the races. In fact, the presence of mutated beasts in Beijing was common, albeit with weaker strength.
There was nothing new beneath the emperor's feet.
The giant turtle's footsteps thundered, as if causing small earthquakes. As the sea king clan drew closer, Wen Yu's vision became clearer. He pierced through the mist on the platform and saw several humanoid figures behind it.
With blue scales, their overall appearance resembled that of the Ancient Demon Clan. The king of the sea, the sea king clan, yes, indeed, it was the unfortunate race under the control of Lin Haifeng.