SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Kong Nan's voice was urgent: "Chief, you stabbed me in the very spot! If it's not dealt with immediately, you...you'll die!"

Qin Jiang's brow furrowed sharply, and another mouthful of blood gushed out. He struggled to say, "Then what are we waiting for? Help me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell to the side.

Lou Ping quickly supported him, then turned to look at Kong Nan, his face filled with panic: "This... why did Chief Qin Jiang suddenly faint?"

Inside the walls deep within the restricted area.

With his face bruised and swollen, King Qing sat upright in the main seat, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, but he could only forcefully suppress the surging anger in his heart.

The monk sat on a bench to the side, his robes slightly soiled, but his eyes remained calm. He looked at the Green King and spoke without a trace of emotion: "Now, do you still want to explain?"

The Green King's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Monk King! Don't push your luck!"

The old man gently tapped his cane on the ground with a dull thud, and his aged voice rang out at the right moment, carrying a hint of authority: "Alright, let Zhan Qing get down to business. This infighting is exactly what our enemies want to see."

Xiao Li scoffed, glancing sideways at the old man: "Old Fang, you're saying all this now, but why didn't you stop the monk from beating him up?"

The old man slowly raised his eyes, a deep meaning flashing in his cloudy eyes: "I just want to see if Zhan Qing will be beaten to death by the monk."

"But unfortunately, Zhan Qing is still quite capable."

"This means that none of us could stop that fire-elemental awakener, so we can't blame him for this."

The monk lowered his eyes, clasped his hands, and spoke softly: "In all things, harmony is of paramount importance..."

"Hahaha!" Xiao Li's maniacal laughter abruptly interrupted, "You monk, you keep talking about valuing peace, but when it comes to action, you're more ruthless than anyone else!"

The King of Green's face grew increasingly gloomy, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He really wanted to kick the three men in front of him like footballs, but his strength wouldn't allow it, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

"Not so," the monk added calmly, his tone still indifferent. "He has disturbed my peace for many years; I merely gave him a slight lesson. Don't think otherwise..."

"Alright, you two, stop talking."

The old man looked up at the Green King, tapping the ground lightly with his cane again: "Now it's quiet. Speak, what did you invite us here for? Or have you made some discovery?"

Just as the Azure King was about to speak, he was interrupted by the monk: "If it is an internal conflict between awakened beings, this humble monk will not participate."

"Listen to me first!" King Qing said in a deep voice.

The twelve gray-robed men behind him stood with their heads bowed, not daring to even breathe, their invisible pressure enveloping them.

The Azure King took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and spoke:

"First: I can now be certain that the remnants of that time have formed a considerable force. As for who was missed back then, only you... and the Blood King know the truth."

"Secondly: The two people who infiltrated the ancient city that day were most likely not from the remnants of those forces, but from a new force."

"Those remnants have been biding their time for over twenty years; they would never risk exposing themselves like this. That fire-elemental awakened one even dared to roam freely in headquarters..."

At this point, the Azure King's eyes suddenly hardened, and he continued, "Thirdly, it concerns the Red King."

"Red King?" Xiao Li raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise.

"Why bring up the deceased again?" the monk asked calmly, his expression still serene.

The old man's voice, heavy with the weight of time, silenced the two men's questions: "Don't argue, let Zhan Qing continue."

The Azure King paused, his gaze sweeping over the three of them, and said in a deep voice, "If the Red King were dead, her forces should have fallen apart, but not only have they not, they have become even more cautious in their actions."

"It's as if they're still taking orders from the same person, which is normally impossible."

"Half a month ago in Mingcheng, Qiu Hu, an SS-level mutant under the Red King, was in a hopeless situation when his hideout was infiltrated by our people. However, another group of mutants rescued him."

"This rescue speed is a bit too fast."

The Azure King's tone grew increasingly somber: "What alarms me even more is that after the rescue, all the mutants under my command who were hiding in various cities disappeared overnight."

"That's right, it happened overnight!"

"All the mutants deployed by the kingdoms have yet to be heard from."

He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with certainty: "Therefore, I suspect the Red King is not dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air fell into a deathly silence.

A hint of doubt flashed in the monk's eyes, and he broke the silence first: "Your evidence is insufficient."

"If the Red King were still alive, why wouldn't she attack the central government? With no more envoys to protect the nation, she should have no qualms about doing so."

"The Envoy of the Nation?" A hint of reminiscence flashed in Xiao Li's eyes as he sneered, "An eighth-order Awakener who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. His appearance was already full of suspicious points."

"However, we have long since disappeared from the world since the time of the State Protector, and we have no interest in inquiring about these things."

"But now..."

He changed the subject, raising his eyes to look at the Azure King: "Zhan Qing, since we're on this topic, let's talk about the identity of this National Protector."

"Oh, right, there's another person I'm interested in—Bai Jue, known as the White Reaper."

The Green King met his gaze and said in a deep voice, "I can tell you with certainty: they are all dead."

"There's no need to talk about the dead; it's just a waste of time."

Xiao Li chuckled, but his eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

The old man slowly spoke: "I can also say with certainty that no one escaped from our net back then, and all the remnants of the previous dynasty died at our hands."

The Azure King frowned, and the monk added calmly, "There is one more person. Although he did not die in front of us, if the Blood King makes a move, that person will only suffer a more gruesome death."

"Tsk tsk." Xiao Li raised his eyes to look at the King of Qing: "You're quite clever, only gathering the three of us. That crazy woman..."

The Azure King replied in a deep voice, "The Blood King also called, but the people he sent, like the Monk King's side, have disappeared without a trace."

"Hmm?" Xiao Li looked surprised. "You dare to summon that woman?"

"I heard she's already married. It's quite amusing to think about. I really can't imagine her looking like a little bird clinging to someone."

He suddenly changed the subject, his eyes filled with curiosity: "So, what method do you plan to use to invite her here?"

The Azure King raised his eyes to look at the Right Protector, who understood immediately and stepped forward respectfully, saying, "The Blood King is now married and has both a son and a daughter."

"Therefore, sending someone to kidnap her family is the best course of action."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pupils of all three of them suddenly contracted.

The monk frowned, Xiao Li's face stiffened, and the old man's right hand, which was holding his cane, trembled slightly.

The air seemed to freeze again...

The Azure King's gaze swept over the three of them, his expression showing a hint of confusion.

He was about to ask a question when Xiao Li interrupted him in a deep voice: "When did you make your move?"

The Right Protector quickly replied, "The last message was sent a few hours ago, when they were already preparing to take action."

Xiao Li frowned even deeper as he looked at the monk: "Monk, Jiangcheng isn't far from here, is it?"

The monk replied, "It's not far, just a few hours' journey."

The air fell silent once more...