Afterwards, the crowd slowly dispersed, and after a while, when the Japanese army arrived, they could only see a few kilometers of flattened reed fields, and nothing else.

…

In the Kunlun secret realm "Daluotian".

In a splendid palace, two people stood in front of a luxurious European-style square mirror with a gilt frame mounted on the wall.

One person is wearing a dark green Warring States armor, with a beard on his face and a mean look. The other person is a bald old man with a long beard, a forehead and a high face, a red-robed old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"Birthday boy, the gods of that island country dare to leave Gaotianyuan, they simply don't take us two seriously!"

"Hey~ Why did the Jade Emperor have to be so grand? They were just out for a walk, and what they did didn't directly touch the agreement they signed before. It's not easy for us to take action."

"Okay, what you said is right, then just wait and see. If you dare to violate your oath, I will definitely send the news out, and elders will naturally come to deal with it.

By the way~ The people they fight are actually so strong that one-on-one they are almost as strong as me. I don’t know how they cultivated."

"Have you forgotten who opened this secret realm? And when our deity group was...well~a slip of the tongue, this matter has long since passed and cannot be mentioned again.

Since those who have left are strong enough to overwhelm our universe, the orthodoxy they left behind naturally has merit, and it is not surprising that a master will appear occasionally."

"Yeah, that's right. It's just that I couldn't figure out the key for a while."

"Hahaha, let's wait and see what happens."

"..."

The Jade Emperor and the birthday boy stood in front of the mirror and chatted, constantly discussing various topics. What was displayed in the mirror was the scene of Ye Wentian and the five fighting.

…

The Himalayas, in the secret realm of the nameless peaks.

A woman with a bald head and a monk's robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring intently at the battle scene between Ye Wentian and the five people displayed on the suspended crystal ball in front of her.

He kept mumbling to himself:

"I didn't expect that the man who overcame the tribulation seven years ago is now so strong. If I didn't have the Eye of Agamotto, I might not be able to defeat him.

I just don’t know whether this person will bring hope to the earth in the future, or bring destruction? The dark energy in the body is becoming increasingly difficult to suppress, and it seems that we need to make plans early.

Stephen Strange... still has to persist for eighty-three years. Maybe we can try to get in touch first and see if his behavior doesn't look like a person with no bottom line..."

…

Wakanda, in the hall with the throne in the "office" of the royal palace.

T'Chaka was sitting on the throne, and dozens of powerful people from various tribes were seated in the hall, all looking at the three-dimensional image transmitted from Wakanda's technological records in the middle.

Next to the three-dimensional image, there is a standing two-dimensional image, which contrasts with each other and extremely prominently shows how terrifying the battle between Ye Wentian and the five people is.

"This... is simply extremely powerful. If it hadn't been for attacking the surface, the earth would have been riddled with holes!" A gray-haired tribal elder sighed.

"Yes, the power blessed by our heart-shaped grass in Wakanda is nothing compared to theirs. It almost touches the realm of gods.

You see, that giant who is tens of thousands of meters tall has such strong body defense that our strongest energy attack may not even leave any wounds on his body."

The old Black Panther who had abdicated still analyzed the situation seriously, but what he said was also true.

"Yes, yes! I'm so envious~"

"It seems we are right to hide our national policy."

"That makes sense!"

"..."

Just when these tribal elders were murmuring and the discussion was in full swing, T'Chaka, who was sitting on the throne, although his eyes were fixed on the direction of the blue image in front of him, his eyes were actually dull and his thoughts were not wandering.

Where have you arrived?

At this time, T'Chaka saw the battle between these oriental faces, and suddenly recalled the time and space merchant "Xuanyuan Zimu", and the incident of the throne succession ceremony was still vivid in his mind.

I don't know who Xuanyuan Zimu, who can give others power, is stronger or weaker than these people. Maybe... maybe that button will actually be used in the future.

Although these people could not understand the details of Ye Wentian and others' methods, they still left in their hearts the knowledge that they must not provoke Eastern people. This shows how violently they were shocked.

…

The city of Attilan wrapped in the lunar life shield.

In the extremely luxurious palace, Black Bolt and Medusa were sitting on the throne. Sitting on the left and right below were all high-ranking officials and members of the royal family.

Their eyes were fixed on the picture of the earth transmitted back by the Inhuman technology, which was still the picture of Ye Wentian and the five fighting.

"This person is the Chinese monk who made the deal with me, and he is so strong! Fortunately, I didn't show murderous intent when I tried to snatch it, otherwise I might not be able to come back."

"Oh? It turns out that the Chinese monk you traded with before is him?!"

When Black Bolt heard this, he was immediately surprised and "opened his mouth" to ask. Of course, it was not a real mouth opening, but the sound made by a fomatopoeia attached to his throat.

(With Attilan's high-end technology, it is easy to make something that converts brain waves into speech. Otherwise, Medusa would have to convey everything, and it would be too difficult for a "dumb" to live. Here is a small modification)

"Well, it can be considered an accident. Although the authority of the traded ship has been completely transferred, I still left a back door.

We can establish contact with that spaceship in an emergency, and now it seems that we can make some deals with this Chinese powerhouse if necessary."

"It is indeed necessary. If the hive escapes one day in the future, this person should be our last trump card."

"It seems that our idea of ​​mainly developing superpowers and developing technology as a supplement is correct. As long as superpowers continue to strengthen, one day in the future, we will also be able to obtain such powerful power."

"I have always believed in it!"

"..."

Everyone below did not dare to speak casually. The two of them came up with a lot of things and started bragging about their supernatural powers.

If Ye Wentian heard the conversation between the two here at this time, he might have slapped them awake and said, "Are you dreaming in broad daylight?".

…

In the Eldavar Plain of Asgard, there is a castle called the Golden Palace that occupies a very large area.

In the grand hall with a Nordic warm white tone, Odin and Frigga sit on the throne. This is an extremely strict palace system, but there are no seats below.

Heimdall, who is loyal and courageous, and can sense all things, and Wang Dachui, who has blond hair and a shawl and a rough face... Well, Thor, God of Thunder, and others are all gathered in this hall.

Everyone focused their attention on the scene of the battle in Midgard in the atrium transmitted back from the Rainbow Bridge.

"Father! Why are you paying attention to Zhongting, which can't even do space navigation? Although the strength of these five people is already at the level of gods, they will not attract the attention of you, the king of gods."
Chapter completed!