Zhang Lie looked up toward the sky. "I suspect you know the answer already."

Looking up in the direction of Zhang Lie's gaze, Zhang Hong did understand: it had to be the Martian crisis!

The next morning, all the disciples of the Zenith Dojo gathered on the field.

The Zenith Dojo had expanded and expanded again as Zhang Hong purchased all the surrounding land. By now, it was the size of five stadiums. However, the gathering was still an extremely crowded affair, because the Zenith Dojo had now amassed over five hundred thousand disciples.

The ones standing at the very front of the field were the hunters of Team Zenith. Yang Ze had returned from the third realm; it had only been half a day on Earth, but over...