Chasing Light City, Chasing Light Building.
High up in the clouds, a floor of the building had a helipad where a flying transport vehicle made from B6-level alloy slowly landed. Out stepped high-tier martial artists wearing B5-level and above battle armor.
Leading them was a tall woman, stunning in her light blue B6-level battle armor, with a war axe strapped to her back.
The woman entered a room in the building and stood in front of a man nearly three meters tall, his arms thicker than an ordinary person's waist, standing there like a small mountain.
"Zhuoqun, both Sharp Fang and Steel Bone teams have departed. It seems they have targeted a Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall team that went out," the woman smiled as she spoke to Wu Zhuoqun, who was calmly standing with his eyes closed. "This time they are quite serious, sending out nearly half of their manpower."
"Are the Feather Race and Ape Race about to make a move?" Wu Zhuoqun opened his eyes, his gaze sharp.
