Merely 2,000 personnel from the City Management Department alone had already made them the most powerful branch in the Base City, second only to the Superhuman Division!

At the entrance, Island Master Ziyun and Island Master Tiangong of the Xuanyuan Clan, along with the old man in white robes, hovered in the air, leading 50 Divine Grade powerhouses, standing at the very front of the ruins.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Crisp, synchronized sounds of clanking armor swept in like a tide from the distant horizon, growing from barely audible whispers to a deafening, earth-shattering roar.

Bright Base City fell silent. Everyone gripped their cold weapons tightly, hearts filled with apprehension and tension. Many veteran soldiers blinked, suddenly feeling as if they were back when the Bright Base City first rose, facing hundreds of thousands of monstrous foes, silently offering prayers in their hearts.

Bai Long, clad in magnificent platinum armor that complemented his imposing physique, stood like a grim knight. Wielding a golden longsword, he stepped forward first, looking at the rolling, dark army descending from the sky, and declared coldly, “Brothers, let us be the first to meet them!”

Island Master Ziyun and the others were momentarily stunned, wondering what the point was when the enemy outnumbered them so vastly.

“Good!” a loud voice of assent suddenly rang out. Yue Heng, clad in heavy armor and armed to the teeth, emerged. Only his cold eyes, blazing with fierce battle intent, were visible beneath his intricate helmet. He held a golden staff and roared with martial spirit, “Let me see what capabilities this Heavenly God Alliance truly possesses!”

“Since you are all going, naturally, I cannot be left out,” Zhuge Fan smiled faintly and stepped out, taking his place behind Yue Heng. A year and a half had passed, and the timid youth he once was had grown into a refined, handsome young man of distinguished bearing.

“You truly never cease to worry people…” Ye Zhu sighed softly, drawing the weapon from his shoulder. It was an ice-cold longsword, like a stream of autumn water, reflecting the light of the heavens with a chilling aura.

Mo Feng remained silent, yet he too took a step forward. Following Bai Long’s loud shout, they charged toward the enemy as one.

On the city walls, Xu Tianguo and Huang Tianci exchanged a look upon seeing Bai Long and the others move. They could only offer wry smiles and shake their heads, knowing that these individuals were now peak experts who could look after each other even in danger, so they made no move to stop them.

Island Master Ziyun and his group watched them leave without hesitation, so decisively and gallantly, and a wave of admiration washed over them. He roared loudly and charged after them.

“We men, why should we fear a battle!” Island Master Ziyun laughed aloud, his voice like thunder, causing the city walls to tremble slightly. All the soldiers felt a chill of awe.

“Though faced by millions, I shall go!” Island Master Tiangong clenched his palm and drew his longsword. This sword shone without being dazzling, emitting a faint azure glow—thin as a cicada's wing, yet incredibly sharp.

Immediately, Island Master Ziyun and the other nine Divine Grade powerhouses rushed out behind Bai Long and the others. In front of the city walls, Zi Wan, dressed in a purple gown that complemented her graceful figure, with skin as white as snow and a cascade of purple hair billowing in the wind like an immortal, held a purple qi longsword in her fair hand. She glanced at Huang Haibo, Huang Feng, and Huang Jian beside her, nodding slightly, “Gentlemen, we come from the Xuanyuan Clan; we must not tarnish our reputation!”

“Rest assured!” “My divine sword is thirsty for battle!”

Huang Feng, Huang Jian, and the others responded loudly, their spirits soaring with vigorous energy. Facing the enemy’s vast host, they were not disheartened in the slightest; instead, their fighting spirit soared toward the heavens.

On the city wall, Yang Baiyu watched as Island Master Ziyun and the nine other Divine Grade powerhouses, leading the remaining 50 Divine Grade experts, rushed out after Bai Long and the others. He frowned slightly, snorting coldly, “A bunch of reckless fools!”

The sturdy man beside him, his second brother, asked, “Big Brother, shall we go too?”

Yang Baiyu glared at him. “Go? Of course, we must go! Otherwise, what is the purpose of our City Management Department? During this time, that formation derived from the Heavenly Dao Ruins has been mastered. Let them see that with just 2,000 City Managers, one can still dominate a region!”

The sturdy man was overjoyed. “Yes!”

With a sweeping gesture.

The 2,000 armored powerhouses of the City Management Department standing behind him all rose in unison, brandishing their weapons, and charged out following the trio. The shadows of the 2,000 City Managers moved toward the enemy like a mass of dark clouds.

“They are going too, should we stop them?” Huang Tianci frowned upon seeing the City Management Department personnel.

Xu Tianguo gazed intently for a moment, then shook his head slightly. “It’s too late to stop them. Yang Baiyu is inherently arrogant and unruly. In the entire Base City, only the President can restrain him; everyone else’s words are like farts to him. This fellow is wildly arrogant, but he has genuine ability. If they run into real trouble, Bai Long and the others will look out for them!”

Huang Tianci nodded, knowing this was true.

“Go dispatch someone to notify the President. At this critical juncture of great battle, we must disturb his rest,” Xu Tianguo said in a deep voice.

Huang Tianci glanced at him, seeing the deep worry etched on his brow, realizing this matter was extraordinary. He immediately nodded, “Yes!” He turned, summoned a young attendant, gave a few instructions, and the attendant respectfully turned and departed.

The Heavenly God Alliance.

Within the massive army, the various generals led their soldiers, struggling to advance across the ice floes. To prevent slipping, they had affixed spikes to the soles of their boots.

In the majestic palace high above, Samshit sat upon a Cold Crystal Dragon Throne, flanked by a dozen powerhouses. To his left was the young man with the purple blade leading the group, and to his right, a charming woman took the lead. Each radiated immense, formidable energy.

“Report!”

“My Lord, many people from the Bright Base City are flying toward us, demanding that our army halt its advance, or they will attack,” a young man rushed in, kneeling to report.

Samshit’s eyes turned cold. “How many people have come?”

The young man quickly replied, “A total of over two thousand, all of them above Level 100 experts.”

Samshit sneered, looking toward the young man with the purple blade on his left. “You lead the personnel of the God King’s Mansion to meet them!” In the Heavenly God Alliance, the God King’s Mansion was the highest echelon, possessing few members—only 365—but each considered themselves a ‘God King’ and possessed extraordinary strength.

The young man with the purple blade respectfully accepted the order and turned to leave.

“We should go take a look as well,” Samshit commanded his Cold Crystal Dragon Throne, flying out of the palace. This dragon throne was a weapon capable of traversing the heavens and earth, equipped with systems such as laser sweeps and micro-detection.

The group left the palace and surveyed the vast open vista beneath the white clouds. A mass of black shadows was rapidly approaching from the distance. Gradually, the small dots became distinct, arriving before the palace and hovering in the air.

Bai Long was the first to look down upon Samshit in the palace and ask coldly, “Are you their so-called Alliance Leader?”

“Insolent!” a fierce shout rang out from the side. It was a burly man in armor, as coarse as an ape, who stepped out from beside Samshit. Wielding a thick divine cudgel, he berated, “How dare you address the Alliance Leader so casually! Get out of the way!” His arm swept out, and the long cudgel lashed out like a gale, descending toward Bai Long’s face.

The might of this single strike was astonishing; many powerhouses behind the City Management Department couldn't help but change expression.

Clang!

The two staves collided, sending a shower of sparks flying.

Yue Heng stepped out from the side, smiling faintly. “Truly a barbarian. Unenlightened by the Saints, resorting to force immediately. Seeing as you also wield a staff, I will give you one hand, allowing you to witness the mysteries of staff combat!” As he spoke, his arm shifted, and the surging power of his entire body suddenly reversed its flow; his black hair almost stood straight up, his eyes turned red, radiating a dense, murderous aura, fixing firmly on the burly man.

The burly man was shocked internally. With the Alliance Leader behind him, he couldn't afford to lose momentum, so he sneered, “I don’t need you to hold back…”

Before he finished speaking, Yue Heng had already gripped his staff and swung it down like a massive hammer, sealing off every angle the burly man could cover.

Boom!

The burly man raised his staff to meet the attack, but his body trembled, and the bones in both arms vibrated, causing fissures. He was forced back ten feet, his face filled with shock and disbelief that this young man possessed such terrifying strength!

It must be known that he was a God King level expert from the God King’s Mansion, with a physical constitution reaching Level 4000. Yet, under this blow, his hands were actually injured by Yue Heng!

What he didn't know was that during this year and a half, Yue Heng and the others had not only cultivated combat techniques in the virtual world, but the resources gathered by the Bright Base City had been poured into them, causing their physical constitutions to surge! Coupled with Island Master Ziyun and the others hunting and killing monsters outside—easily slaying beasts in the tens of thousands—each of their constitutions was now around Level 7000!

However, the higher the constitution level, the harder it became to advance further.

This single strike caused the complexions of the others around Samshit to subtly change, their expressions turning grim. Samshit remained unmoved, calmly stating, “Not bad!”

Yue Heng gave a cold laugh and offered no reply.

At this moment, the massive army of the Heavenly God Alliance had reached the ocean surface, hundreds of kilometers away. Looking out, they could see no end, and they stopped in shock.

The generals within the army below were at a loss on how to proceed across the ocean. Just as they prepared to activate the cannons for bombardment, a series of roars erupted from the sea, like ten thousand beasts crying out at once, shaking the heavens and earth. The sound waves traveled far, making the blood in men’s bodies boil.

Monsters, thousands of feet tall and ferociously imposing, began to surface from the ocean—including thousand-foot flood dragons, saber-toothed sharks, prehistoric crocodiles, and thousand-clawed cephalopods—terrifying the Heavenly God army into dismay.

“Quick, prepare the cannons!”

The leading general yelled hastily.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sky darkened as a massive swarm of black shadows descended in unison, hovering in the air. At the forefront, Yang Baiyu looked down upon the army below with arrogant disdain and commanded, “Whoever dares to move rashly will be killed without mercy!”

The Heavenly God army paid him no heed. Several sounds of objects breaking the air rang out, and hundreds of figures leaped out, confronting them in the sky. A golden-armored youth at the lead arrogantly declared, “Either surrender or get lost! Don’t spout nonsense here!”

Yang Baiyu scoffed, “What kind of authority do you have? Brothers, form up and execute them!”

Swish swish swish!

The 2,000 City Managers behind him quickly arrayed themselves, forming a peculiar, massive formation, each stepping on the seven stars, their aura soaring like a rainbow.

At the front of the army, a commander stated sternly, “Order given. Prepare the Aurora Cannons in the rear for bombardment!”

The golden-armored youth’s eyebrows jumped. He said coldly, “You seek death!” He waved his hand and summoned a wheeled half-cannon gun from some unknown space. It gleamed with flowing light, inscribed with numerous runes, emanating a dangerous aura, and aimed directly at Yang Baiyu.