Lu Ran submitted his report and left a message for Fang Lan. Without waiting for Fang Lan to leave the arena, he packed up and rode on Baby Cloud, heading straight for the Undead Secret Realm.0

Fang Lan had only fought once, there was no way she was satisfied yet. Forget level 2 beastmasters, even level 3 beastmasters would struggle against her now. In this state, Fang Lan definitely wouldn’t leave until she had fought to her heart’s content.0

While Lu Ran was on his way to the Undead Secret Realm…0

Deep Sea, Dragon Palace.0

Amidst the chaotic battle within the Dragon Palace, Mystic Turtle, though weaker than the others, had already gathered a squad of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.0

Lu Ran probably never expected that the vision Manager Ying had foresaw—Mystic Turtle leading shrimp soldiers and crab generals into battle—was not for the Dragon Palace City… but for him.0

Meanwhile, at the International Alliance Headquarters in Antarctica, Manager Ying sat on a high stool at a table. Across from it, a middle-aged man in knight attire wore...0