Chapter 210
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Chapter 210: Title
The temptation proved irresistible. "Then I’ll trouble Lord Bai Ze."
"Let’s proceed."
For Bai Ze, a ten-thousand-year demon lord, swaying Ao Ming required little effort. Coupled with his innate talents, discerning how to seize Ao Ming’s attention came effortlessly.
…
Battleground
"To cause such chaos on the very first day—" Jiang Nan nearly choked with rage upon receiving the brawl report. "If they crave combat so desperately, assign them a dedicated arena."
【At once, sir.】
【Consider it done, sir.】
His raised voice drew curious glances from surrounding special guests.
"What transpires?" inquired Ji Lang, the sword resting horizontally across his knees. His fingers drummed rhythmically against the hilt as he fixed Jiang Nan with a piercing gaze.
Every attendee represented an unapproachable senior big shot, ensuring Jiang Nan maintained impeccable courtesy—especially toward his revered idol Ji Lang.
"A minor disturbance, now resolved," Jiang Nan responded smoothly.
Throughout the seven-day exchange meeting, Jiang Nan’s nerves remained taut, dreading unforeseen catastrophes. Yet despite his vigilance, an incident of moderate significance still erupted.
By the fourth day’s zenith, the competition reached feverish intensity as nations traded victories.
Zhongxia’s overwhelming dominance
proved intolerable to rival states. Under the banner of "friendship first, competition second," they formed an impromptu coalition against the leading power—for what constitutes targeting when framed as spirited rivalry?
The fifth day witnessed Eastern and Western factions deploying tier two+ extraordinary individuals in unison, marking the dramatic entrance of ancient practitioners… When the seventh day concluded the official proceedings,
the Heavenly Law Ancient Stone Tablet—Jiang Nan’s seven-day obsession—finally manifested anomalies.
Or rather, displayed cryptic markings resembling spectral graffiti without further alterations.
"What arcane meaning lies here?" Jiang Nan murmured, studying the monument’s eerie glyphs. Though visible to all, none among the gathered luminaries could decipher their significance.
The true cataclysm struck eighth-day dawn.
Blue Star’s major powers simultaneously detected abnormal weather patterns—earthquakes and tsunamis erupting without precursor. Sudden gales birthed tornadoes within minutes across multiple regions, while celestial anomalies painted the skies.
This global phenomenon spared no nation, not even Zhongxia with its territory-spanning formations.
"Explain this madness! Why does the cause elude us?"
Raging leaders dismissed mere climatic shifts as insufficient explanation. Such drastic planetary alterations demanded identifiable origins, yet four investigation hours yielded nothing.
Preliminary estimates quantified direct economic losses at nearly a trillion, excluding collateral damages and casualties. Though seventy percent of Blue Star’s population being extraordinary individuals facilitated damage mitigation through cooperation,
their efforts merely scratched the surface.
After seven apocalyptic hours, the anomalies ceased abruptly, leaving devastation echoing through unnatural silence. Global recovery operations commenced, marking this as Blue Star’s defining catastrophe.
During Zhongxia’s midnight lull seven hours later, fresh disturbances emerged.
Nationwide spatial fluctuations flickered through existence for sixty seconds—too transient for countermeasures. By the time observers grasped the phenomenon, it had already vanished.
As if…
