The vast, boundless Black Continent Grassland was now shrouded in a gloomy haze.
The most elite members of the New World Organization had all arrived in the Great Jing Empire,
and this series of operations was, of course, being directed by the goat-headed Evil Spirit under Chu He's command.
Chu He intended to probe the situation. If the Lighthouse Empire's overseas Martial Artist Bases were to suffer one heavy blow after another,
then would the Lighthouse Empire dispatch experts of a higher realm?
Would the Vampires pulling the strings from behind even make a move themselves?
Chu He was a cautious person. Even though he was immensely powerful and held a few trump cards that were beyond anyone's imagination,
he was still unwilling to act blindly.
Therefore, that damned Xiao Cangqing had now become the perfect tool. Chu He intended to use him to continually force the Lighthouse Empire to reveal its hand.
Chu He walked across the grassland.
