Reflecting on the opponent's words, Qin Jin thought quietly: "People from the Federation Military Department."
"It seems that my qualification for entering this Desolate Star this time comes directly from the Military Department."
Thoughts flickered, Qin Jin's mind subtly moved, the Abyssal Dragon concealed, and his figure shot forward, landing within the open-air courtyard.
The feeling of solid ground transmitted beneath his feet.
With a glance, Spiritual Perception—much like when encountering the [opponent] earlier—made this courtyard feel incredibly real.
"It's hard to imagine what truly top-tier experts can accomplish on this planet."
"With no rules in existence and the planet itself possessing [imaginative] abilities, it's terrifying even to think about."
His thoughts flashed, and Qin Jin's eyes gradually grew firm.
He always remembered why he embarked on the route laid out by the Martial Abyss.
Therefore...
