Ulysses and Leslie found the current situation rather strange.

They originally thought marching through this route could avoid detection for a short time, but unexpectedly they were precisely located and intercepted, and now required to negotiate.

What’s there to negotiate in such a situation, why not just fight?

The two discussed briefly, then Leslie instructed, "Go tell them, the negotiation must be at the time and place we specified, otherwise....."

He abruptly stopped speaking and stared at the sky as if facing a formidable enemy, seeing a azure gleam flying swiftly from high altitude, landing swiftly not far away.

Two people from Dragon Country appeared here, right in the center of the Grand Canyon, accurately speaking, it’s among many Extraordinary individuals from Western Kingdom and Polar Alliance and the Demon Race.

Bishop Leslie’s back tingled with uneasiness, he realized this was the same method as world NPC, Teleportation Spell, also known as Escape Technique.

Ulysses wanted to say something but found himself clenching his teeth unknowingly until the moment he opened his mouth.

Advisor Deng was the first to smile: "We apologize for the audacity of our visit, hope you both can forgive. I understand your side insists on meeting at a specified location, yet this inevitably delays time, thus we decided to come directly, apologies."

He didn’t mention that Cheng Wen, Wang Sheng, and Kong Ji were already gone, saying it was an apology, actually held little sincerity.

The two opposite scrutinized the two sudden Dragon Country Extraordinary individuals, uncertain and suspicious.

They didn’t know much about Mr. Deng, only had a brief impression, indicating his strength wasn’t particularly strong, at least not at a level requiring serious vigilance.

But Li Rui was an old acquaintance, previously Vons and Ulysses had to join forces to withstand his Lightning Spell, leaving a deep impression.

Now, this person has even acquired a long-distance Teleportation Spell, demonstrating he must have received some significant advancement.

"Mr. Deng, you’re here so urgently, is there something important you wish to discuss?"

The action of using Escape Technique to land directly in hostile territory isn’t exactly giving away, more so a provocation, indicating their absolute confidence in escape.

Ulysses and Leslie weren’t hot-headed young men, they had a rough guess inwardly but didn’t show their mindset, just calmly inquired.

Li Rui stood quiet like a bodyguard, Mr. Deng started, "You’re right, there’s indeed pressing matters. We’ve eliminated that world NPC, you don’t have to worry anymore."

The two opposite had some anticipation but couldn’t help their hearts skipping a beat.

"How do you prove your words to be true?"

Mr. Deng tossed the knife from his waist to the ground, one from Song Yuanhua’s body, the other was blasted away during self-detonation using blood Evil Skill, never found.

Leslie couldn’t ascertain the knife’s situation, but Ulysses who had been personally chopped swiftly changed his expression.

Mr. Deng continued without waiting for the two opposite to recover from shock, "Additionally, days ago, Kong Ji received invitation from the Archbishop to Yangfeng Mountain for alliance discussion, has not returned to date, do you need to account for this?"

Actually, upon confirming Song Yuanhua’s existence, everyone knew Kong Ji must’ve encountered misfortune on the way back, he’s just leveraging the situation.

Naturally, the two opposite argued over this point.

Li Rui listened to their back-and-forth, felt bored, glanced around, noticing many people coming and going, including some masters seen on the battlefield before.

At that moment, he showed no restraint, sweeping his gaze directly over each person, causing them all anxious alarm.

"Kind of satisfying."

Performing his "bodyguard" duty, he held back a sneaky smile, kept a stern face eagle-eyed, making everyone around dare not act rashly.

The three different force commanders discussed for long and proposed changing meeting location, Li Rui accompanied throughout, staying half-day until finally decided.

The final resolution encompassed Dragon Country occupying most of the battlefield area, the three sides each exploring loot within designated territories until ten days later when Secret Realm battlefield deadline ends.

Moreover, all loot productions from Western Kingdom and Polar Alliance must distribute a portion to Dragon Country per agreement.

Ulysses and Leslie had no choice, if not for the fact Dragon Country lacked manpower to develop all loot in remaining time, they wouldn’t even get soup.

They couldn’t choose rejection, considering they couldn’t handle the world NPC, and even less one who could kill the world NPC.

Thankfully, they didn’t know Cheng Wen and others weren’t in Secret Realm battlefield, otherwise negotiations wouldn’t be this smooth.

After negotiations complete, Mr. Deng and the visibly somewhat disheartened two shook hands, then together with Li Rui transformed into azure gleam disappearing into the horizon.

Watching them depart, the two commanders were deeply concerned.

"Already unable to suppress that young man."

"Yes, Dragon Country having one more Zhuo Feilong, things will be hard."

.....

Central Ruins, level 45 arena in progress.

Most participants in this showdown from the Chaos Land, reaching above level 40, they were the most illustrious batch from the area, even a few belonged to the top tier forces of Chaos Land.

Just went through a very intense scuffle, all survivors and newly resurrected refrained from acting rashly, hid in remote corners awaiting opportunity, looking to earn more kill points.

In such circumstances, the place turned very quiet, thus when the blood river descended from the sky, everyone saw it clearly.

They couldn’t understand why such a thing appeared in the arena, but confirmed danger and evil emanated almost undisguised.

However soon, they needn’t contemplate, for the blood river targeted them.

In an instant, all Extraordinary participants in the arena were suspended over the blood sea, not turning to ash upon death awaiting rebirth per arena rules, they wouldn’t revive.

Swish swish swish.

Amid weak, faint sounds, a few silhouettes appeared atop the central towering structure.

One scholar held a bowl, carefully retracting the blood river.

Beside him stood a man with short hair, hollowed eyes, high nose bridge, blue eyes, holding a hexagonal wooden box containing dozens of thumb-sized bottles.

Just as those Extraordinary perished, their souls flew into the bottles.

"Brother Ou, are you ready?" Zuo Qiutian asked the short-haired man.

That man spoke with an odd accent, "Told you, I am Oudira Gondor, our Western Regions surname comes last, you should call me Brother Gondor."

Zuo Qiutian chuckled lightly, "But I think Brother Ou suits Eastern Continent habits better."

Gondor’s eyebrows wriggled like two bugs, seemed wanting to retort.

"Still, let’s get to business quickly."

Behind a tall man spoke, his hair curly like snakes silver-white, width larger than a spear giant under the house owner, stronger than Zuo Qiutian and Gondor combined.

Swish swish swish,

More silhouettes appeared centrally in the ruins, numbering dozens, from Western Regions, Snowfield, naturally Eastern Continent people, Mola Sect Gu Suixun, White Spring Sword Sect Xue Can among them.

These came from all corners of Secret Realm World, all renowned powerhouses assembled here, seemingly conspiring something grand.

Under Zuo Qiutian’s guidance, they stood at different nodes in the ruins, short hair Gondor distributed soul-collecting bottles to each person.

Besides them, others operated individually, appeared to build a grand formation.

Assembled such a multitude of pinnacle figures yet still elaborate effort demonstrated their intention wasn’t small.

Following busy actions, time past long, finally, moon ascended to night sky’s center, preparation complete.

Zuo Qiutian stood in formation center, spread arms, countless talismans flew from sleeves.

Rumble!

Although not a single cloud visible, thunder faintly across high skies.

Howling——

A pack of wolves howled from afar, while within ruins, broken walls and rubble gradually floated, as if gravity vanished.

On this deserted wild land erupted unsettling noises, anomalies persisted long, finally amidst an ear-piercing noise, space ripped a fissure open, within glimmered stars.

These illustrious, powerful individuals seemed curious, crowded around space rift to inspect.

"Ah."

Xue Can exclaimed softly, "I thought those were stars, turns out to be myriad lights?"

Displayed to everyone, a strange world unfolded.

There skyscrapers towered, vehicles flowed, even at night cities remained vibrant.

"Mr. Zuo, is this another world?"