The sky outside was gradually darkening, and night was about to fall.
No one knew whether their city or sanctuary would become the next target of the world-scale demonized beast that blotted out the sun.
The news had not yet spread, but the high-ranking officials from various holy lands who had already heard were in a state of panic, as were some freelance experts.
Even the transcendent beings were like ants before it, let alone the majority who hadn't even reached the transcendent level.
Tang Yu was deep in thought.
The Holy City was now a human territory. Alien races had withdrawn from the Holy Domain after several encirclements, but no one could guarantee that the now-mightily strengthened alien races would not attack the Holy City again—even if it was already a ruin.
"Several holy land powers hope to have the meeting place set in Green Shadow. Should I reject them?"
Being a host was not so easy.
