The sun had not yet completely set, and many people were still eating dinner. Every household was looking up at the announcement of the Tome of Troubled Times, just like Zhao Changhe’s family would watch the evening news at the dinner table before he had transmigrated.0

Hmm, it feels like it’s been many years since then.0

The Tome of Troubled Times rarely featured such complex reports of multi-person battles. When it did mention a war, it was usually described in a grand, sweeping narrative and generally only for experts who were qualified to appear in the Ranking of Troubled Times. It was unusual to see so many appear at once and fight on multiple fronts simultaneously. Even the broadcaster had difficulty describing it all.0

Within just a few short days, this had happened twice. The last one at the Yang Clan felt like a rehearsal, and the Tome of Troubled Times struggled to report the situation clearly. This time, it was even more outrageous—how was the Tome of Troubled Times supposed to report on this?0

Even if the broadcast was vague, people would pick out the important points themselves.0

Just counting casually, they looked at how many from the Ranking of Heaven and the Ranking of Earth were in the announcement. Ordinary people rarely see even one, and yet here, Maitreya...0