Outside the atmosphere, three satellites locked onto a certain location in the Pacific Ocean, but nearby signals were inexplicably blocked, making it impossible to observe what was happening there.

A mysterious white fog enveloped an area of ten nautical miles around, with a seven-story luxury yacht anchored within it.

"Poof"

Suddenly, a white column of water broke the surface, rising about ten meters high, and faintly visible, a whale approximately twenty meters long was swimming toward the direction enshrouded by the white fog.

The twenty-meter long whale was equivalent to a seven-story commercial building, its size like a giant ship, weighing a staggering two hundred thousand tons—this was a big creature.

On the deck of the yacht, a blond youth with pale blue eyes held a champagne flute in his slender hand, his gaze exuding a hint of sharpness, "Ha, a big creature has appeared."

As he spoke, the blond youth extended his palm, from which a death ray shot out in a straight line, instantly piercing through the water surface without stopping, continuing to penetrate the body of the giant whale, which exploded ferociously a kilometer away, its blood and flesh staining the surrounding sea red.

With a wave of his hand, killing a two hundred thousand-ton creature was as simple to the youth as crushing an ant, his expression devoid of sorrow or joy.

"The world here is truly marvelous; it makes me reluctant to go back."

The youth said, his cheeks displaying a strange smile as he raised his head to drink the champagne in his hand.

Inside the luxury yacht, a man flew in gradually, his feet off the ground, extending a pair of black wings behind him, gently landing in front of the youth, kneeling on one knee with great respect, "Second Prince, our people have discovered anomalies in Death Valley; those people seem to be coming out."

"Oh? I've been waiting for months, gathering manpower; as soon as they come out, kill them without mercy, I must get what I want."

The youth said calmly, his eyes flashing a trace of coldness.

"Yes, Second Prince." The man nodded repeatedly and immediately flew back into the yacht.

Twenty men with black wings grew behind them appeared; unlike Yuri and other superpower users, their wings were not formed by energy but genuinely grew on their bodies.

"Swoosh..."

The Second Prince unfolded his black wings behind him, about four to five meters long, like black steel cast, with four wings in total, which were much larger than others, and spoke coldly, "Set out!"

At the command, the Second Prince and his twenty subordinates immediately transformed into streaks of black meteors, flying close over the sea surface, the sound of explosions tearing through the air continuously echoing.

The powerful air pressure created by their rapid flight drew twenty-one white water waves on the blue mirror-like sea surface, a few unfortunate sharks too close were directly shattered into flesh by the intense airflow.

...

Similarly, located in America realm, amid a rolling mountain range, a luxury villa stood on the mountainside.

A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe stood at the edge of the villa, calmly gazing at the vast green mountains.

"Hmm, the air here is really fresh; I believe soon, we will always be able to enjoy such fresh air and receive the worship of all beings!"

The middle-aged man had his hands behind his back, a bald head, with faint golden light swirling around his body, giving off an incredibly sacred aura.

"Woosh!"

A flowing light suddenly appeared in sight, initially just a dot of white glow in the far distance, but shortly after, it was in front of the middle-aged man.

This was a youth with golden hair, extending two snow-white wings behind him, reflecting a faint holy glow under the winter sun. Upon seeing the middle-aged man, he placed his hand on his chest, displaying a very respectful demeanor.

"Sir, there are anomalies in Death Valley, and it seems the Second Prince has already started preparing to act." The young man said.

"Do they want to compete with us? Immediately gather the people and set out."

The middle-aged man spoke softly, two milky-white lights suddenly appeared behind him, extending four clean white wings, more pure and full compared to the youth's wings.

The youth saw this scene, showing an expression of envy; this was indeed a Powerful Angel among the four-winged angel lords, which was his goal to strive for.

"Lord Hugh, I'll gather them right away."

The youth nodded, and soon, dozens of white lights came flying from all directions, hovering in the air, all a group of men in white suits with white wings extending behind them.

"Our duty is to slay demons, everyone follow me." Hugh said, already transformed into a white meteor, sweeping toward the sky.

The others also transformed into flowing lights, following him flying into the sky.

Weihala Desert.

Death Valley.

Lin Mo, Hongmen Ancestor, and Yuri had entered Death Valley for four months, yet these four months still gathered a large number of Dark World strongmen, stationed around Death Valley observing, waiting for the three to come out.

However, with the passage of time, this number of thousands had already reduced to one or two hundred, gradually turning into dozens of people frequently appearing around Death Valley.

After all, they had entered the Ancient Ruins for four months, yet no one had come out; many people discussed online, suspecting Lin Mo and others had met peril in the Ancient Ruins Battlefield, never able to come out again.

But three days ago, a vortex of thunderclouds suddenly appeared over Death Valley, sand and storms connecting heaven and earth, this anomaly instantly attracted the attention of all Dark World strongmen.

Even some hidden ancient families, forces, solitary dark strongmen also revealed themselves. Around Death Valley within ten kilometers, scattered crowds gathered, presenting a circular shape, the outermost were some ordinary adventurer teams or level superpower users, the closer to Death Valley, the fewer people, only real strongmen could approach the core

area.

This basically formed three tiers, the Third Tier comprised of some relatively weak individuals with no background, while the Second Tier were some ss or sss level strongmen or certain ancient families possessing super power.

As for the First Tier, there were only four or five groups, not exceeding twenty people, all true strongmen of the Dark World, each with a significant name.

In the Second Tier, besides some strongmen, there were certain super ancient families.

"Uncle Johnny, who are those people? They look very formidable; others don't dare get close to them."

A girl from the Second Tier, black hair cascading over her shoulders, with eyes like sapphires, asked curiously.

This girl was about twenty years old, her skin white as winter snow, wearing a clean white down jacket, beautiful and pure, beyond compare.