Lin Huan and Li Qingming then circled back to land, opening their eyes again.
"You... are... what..." Liu Mo, feeling the increasingly weak energy, like a sinner nailed to the cross, looked at them bewilderedly, "You... even more than the Overlord... what... exactly are you..."
Li Qingming silently stepped forward, both hands gripping the bat, once again raising his arms high in the most violent prelude stance, tilting his head.
"Li Qingming."
Boom.
The entire bridge was shattered by him.
"Secret... Secret... The Secret Realm is dissipating!!!!" The technicians in the broadcast room screamed in pain, "It's dissipating!!!!"
Irina followed right behind, covering her mouth and shouting, "The same here!!! Deploy!! All rescue teams, deploy! Don't wait for any three minutes! Deploy now!!!"
Anton, however, kept staring at that patch of the Secret Realm's screen which had been dark for a while.