Chapter 382 - 281: Summoning

’That person... has awakened?’

Everyone in the conference room was momentarily stunned upon hearing the news, unable to react at first.

"That person?! Be clear, which person from the Cyan Dragon Sect are you talking about?!"

Li Ping slammed his hands on the table—THUMP!—and shot to his feet. His piercing gaze locked onto the messenger who had just entered as he demanded confirmation.

At the same time, everyone’s gazes, like blazing torches, fell upon the messenger. They couldn’t even rein in their formidable auras. Watched intently by so many high-ranking officials and top-tier masters, the messenger trembled, his knees nearly buckling as he almost collapsed.

"It’s the Qilin... Divine General!" the messenger stammered.

The Qilin Divine General!

Zhao Xuanqi!

After two long years, he was finally awake?!

Once the news was confirmed, their eyes lit up with joyous surprise.

Lin Quelan, Yan Fu, and the others had completely defected to the Western Continent’s forces. The Six Nations, amid their own friction, had reached a consensus and were about to form a true alliance. Amidst a string of suffocating bad news, this report was incredibly heartening.

"What else did the telegram from the Cyan Dragon Sect say?! Zhao Xuanqi is awake, so what’s next? What’s his condition like now?!"

Yang Xun immediately stood up and asked as well.

"The message from the Cyan Dragon Sect states that the Qilin Divine General is fine. All hidden dangers have been eliminated, and he will be setting out to come here soon. They also asked in the telegram for a meeting location," the messenger reported dutifully.

He was fine? All hidden dangers eliminated? He could set out soon?!

It seemed Zhao Xuanqi had truly resolved the hidden dangers that plagued him.

Hearing this, the looks of joyous surprise on everyone’s faces deepened.

"Don’t spread this information. Keep it strictly confidential. You’re dismissed for now."

Li Ping quickly recovered from his excitement, his calm composure returning as he addressed the messenger.

"Yes, sir!"

The messenger snapped to attention, saluted, and exited the conference room.

Once the conference room door closed again, the leaders looked at each other and fell silent for a moment. Finally, Li Ping was the first to speak. "Everyone, this is absolutely fantastic news. Considering the current situation, I think it’s imperative that after Zhao Xuanqi arrives, we convene our comrades from all factions within the Divine Land to discuss our next major steps."

Currently, the Divine Land Anti-Alliance wasn’t the only active force within the Divine Land. With the influx of power from the Western Continent, various international organizations, led by the International Peace Alliance, were also operating in the shadows.

The brutal wars and massive casualties on the Western Continent, along with the tyrannical rule of military governments led by figures from the Holy Seed System, had prompted much reflection among activists abroad. Various theories and ideologies flourished among the populace. Even authoritarian power could not suppress them; on the contrary, they sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and secret resistance organizations formed in every nation.

Although they were unaware of the origins and plans of the Bloodline Species and the Holy Seed System, the great tide of events had still led them to a realization. They began to see that war was driving the world and human civilization toward ruin. The desires and greed of the powerful figures at the top would ultimately destroy their countries, harm their people, and could even obliterate the entire world.

At the same time, they also began to realize that the Holy Seed and Secret Medicine system was the root of all evil. The power it granted so easily made the Fighters arrogant, conceited, greedy, and mad. Some even started to understand that the Secret Medicines and Holy Seeds were influencing the minds of their users.

Nearly all members of these organizations were anti-Secret Medicine, which was precisely why they had not been affected by the consciousness of the Bloodline Species.

After the Western Continent’s invasion of the Divine Land, the focus of these organizations shifted to Divine Land soil. They established a deep cooperation with the Divine Land Anti-Alliance, using their own channels to help break material blockades and provide intelligence. They also leveraged the advantages of their foreign identities and heritage to operate within city districts where resistance members were strictly barred.

Some International Warriors even participated directly in the war, shedding their blood on this land.

The turbulent tide of world events was not just affecting the Divine Land.

It could be said that with the current situation deteriorating so drastically, it was only thanks to the help of these various international organizations that the Divine Land’s resistance forces had been able to hold on.

Now that Zhao Xuanqi had awakened and the Pseudo-United Government’s establishment was imminent, a major move was likely on the horizon. They had to meet with the various organizations, discuss countermeasures, and unite all their forces.

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「Jinling, Su Hai Province.」

This place was originally the capital of the Phoenix Army’s territory. After Lin Quelan announced her succession to the position of Divine Land’s Grand Marshal, she even designated it as the Divine Land’s new capital. However, the Neon army later marched south, the Phoenix Army retreated, and Jinling became occupied territory.

Now, considering the severe damage that Shangjing City had suffered, Jinling had become the top choice for the capital of the Pseudo-United Government.

At this moment, the night was thick. Neon lights flickered throughout Jinling City, but the masters of this city were no longer the people of the Divine Land.

The people of the Six Nations were now the rulers of this city.

Wherever the people of the Divine Land went, they could only bow and scrape, humbling themselves.

If they offended someone from the Six Nations, the lightest punishment was a beating. Some even lost their lives for it.

Pretty women had to dirty their own faces just to walk down the street. As for nighttime, they didn’t dare to leave their homes at all.

They lived in constant fear, as if walking on thin ice.

As for the public security bureau?

Those men took their salaries from the Six Nations. How could they dare interfere in the affairs of their superiors?