Volume 1 Chapter 66: Battle of Time and Space

Deep beneath the village of Konoha...

"Shisui, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Obito asked, turning to Shisui after seeing Fengtian and Uchiha Madara vanish from sight.

As fellow members of the Uchiha clan, the two naturally grew closer within the ranks of the [Twilight] organization.

"Hard to say. Perhaps Madara..."

Once everything was settled, the nine Supremes finally let out a collective sigh of relief. This seal was forged entirely from the collective principles they commanded, even mobilizing the power of the entire multiverse.

The warning from the Main God Space was meant to prevent certain powerhouses from wantonly slaughtering the weak simply to acquire treasures.

"Since this is merely a formality, I will naturally cooperate. However, you had better remember this: if you pull rank again to vent your personal grievances, I swear I'll unleash a massacre and drag you down with me!" Ji Jida suddenly radiated the overwhelming killing intent of the Reaper Space as he spoke.

Several times during the beating, Wang Bo genuinely considered confessing that he was an impostor and that he had only overheard that phone number by chance.

Gu Qingli's eyes shifted involuntarily, casting an uneasy glance down at Yichun lying on the ground.

"Then stop wasting words. You will do exactly as I say, understand?" Captain Tang demanded, placing her hands on her hips.

She was remarkably flexible when the situation called for it, willingly casting aside all her pride for the sake of curing Ling Xiao's eye ailment sooner.

Ji Jida released his divine sense, beginning to sweep across the Green Ox Mountain Cemetery. Although the entire Green Ox Mountain was vast, the cemetery itself was not particularly large. With Ji Jida scanning it using his divine sense, he would be able to find them within an afternoon at most, provided they were here.

The Madman Chu—a supreme prodigy who had once emerged from the lower realms, achieving enlightenment in the shortest time possible, and a figure who had erupted with boundless combat strength in the great war against the gods and mortals of Mountains and Seas. He had actually come here, and judging by his aura, he had clearly broken through the realm of earthly limits.

The more he insisted on showing it, the more problematic it became. Gu Liaoliao had taken many of her clothes from the room, suggesting she had gone on a long journey. Knowing this much was enough.

White Qi left von Manstein's troops a hundred and fifty kilometers to the rear. He had Amos's forces ambush a natural subterranean cavern one hundred kilometers away from the City of Miners, and sent men to drive the transport armored vehicles back to von Manstein's unit.

Although Jin Zhan had not fully attained the Domain Body realm, his physique possessed certain domain characteristics, which was why he remained unaffected under the domain shroud of the Dragon Hawk King and was able to reach out and rescue Zheng Dong in passing.

Five thousand core disciples, coordinated with ten thousand tier-four and tier-five demonic cultivators and exotic insects, coupled with the main force of over twelve thousand disciples, could only barely manage to fight to a temporary standstill against these ten thousand core disciples of the White Cloud Sect.

From the astonished gazes of the human cultivators, it was also evident that nothing of the sort had ever been encountered in the history of the human race.

After the Russo-Japanese War in 1904, the Russian navy had been utterly destroyed and domestic conflicts were flaring up everywhere. The Russians, who were still capable of squandering astronomical sums to rebuild their navy under such circumstances, were no better off.

"This time, I'm sending ten thousand brothers to charge in and wipe them out. I refuse to believe they can possibly block this." A guild master, flush with wealth, declared in the virtual channel.

However, at that very instant, Kha'zix felt as though his twin bone blades had plunged into a thick mire, bound by some inexplicable force.

"My apologies, Your Majesty. To ensure the fleet's movements remained undetected, the Far East Fleet never made contact with us," Tirpitz shook her arms and replied.

With another sharp "crack," a steadily widening fissure appeared on Jax's iron mask, stretching from his forehead down to his right eye. Finally, that fragment broke off and crashed against the rubble on the ground, producing an even crisper sound.