Zhang Wuxu's sword.
Within that silent, soundless strike, was contained an unfathomable divine might.
All traces and trajectories of power were completely concealed!
Facing this bizarre power.
The Martial Arts Divine Eye in Ye Chen's sockets erupted with dark-gold brilliance in an instant.
On his way to the Alien Race Alliance Headquarters, he had already anticipated that things wouldn't be so simple.
Even if he could suppress the alien race, there was a high chance that a powerhouse from the Parasite Camp would make a move to block him.
After all…
The Alien Race Alliance Headquarters and the Parasites' base were not far apart.
The Alien Race Alliance and the Parasite Camp had long since joined hands, forming an allied relationship.
The scene before him now was both within his expectations and outside of them.
Originally, Ye Chen had assumed that the Parasite Camp would send just one god-level existence.
Yet… two showed up at once!
