"It's not necessary anymore; it's probably already too late."
Ye Huan said.
Right after, phone calls came flooding in!
"Not good! Old Divine! Area A-01 is under attack by Evil Martial Artists, requesting support! Requesting support!"
"Old Divine, it's bad! Area B-02 is being attacked by Qilin Hall's seventh elite squad, requesting support!"
"Damn it, Old Divine! A large batch of Qilin Hall's Evil Martial Artists have appeared in the A0001 forest area, requesting support!!"
"Old Divine, it's over..."
Divine Traceless received many phone calls, each one requesting support, indicating their area was under attack!
Upon hearing the voices from the phone, the group of younger Ancient Martial Artists who had previously criticized Ye Huan arrogantly all screamed in terror, displaying endless fear, knowing they had been used by a mole as pawns!
Realizing they had caused a huge trouble!
