Once the base was established, the gate stabilized, allowing more personnel to descend into the Primordial Timeline. All the people chosen for this conquest were the best of the best, and their operation displayed as much. Everybody knew what to do, allowing for the base to operate like a sophisticated but well-designed mechanism. Wan Yanmei and the other commanders held a meeting with a short, elderly man dressed in ordinary black robes, with well-maintained white hair and gray eyes that had no pupils.
"Well?" Wan Yanmei asked while sitting on the central throne with the other next to her.
"A powerful spell locks every ounce of information in this land," Fate Eye responded.
"Can you remove it?" Cui Yi asked.
"I could with the Metal Saint's powers, but that will require much time, and its strength will be reduced," Fate Eye explained. "But if you want to completely eliminate it, we would need to conduct Operation Fate Embezzlement."
Wan Yanmei grunted.
