"Come on, repeat what you just said to me, I didn't quite hear it clearly!" Muse looked at Kathy and said coldly!

"I... I just... I just said..."

"I just said to prepare a luxury aircraft to send off the esteemed guests from Kangaroo Country, namely you all, to leave!"

"I... I knew you were coming, so I specially brought a hundred thousand warriors to pay homage to you. Please don't misunderstand, just take what I said earlier as nonsense!"

Kathy reacted quickly, speaking ingratiatingly yet tearfully, then turned around and kicked the Kangaroo Country general hard in the butt, cursing, "I said, did you hear that? What are you standing around for? Don't you know how precious the guests' time is? Hurry up, get to work already, will you?"

The person shivered all over, quickly wiped off cold sweat, expressed understanding, and went to arrange the plane!

Three seconds ago, he was still boasting about having to kill Ye Huan and his companions, using them as stepping stones, leaving them no way to walk out of here alive.

Now, because of Ye Huan's terrifying identity, Kathy instantly gave in, personally preparing a plane to respectfully send Ye Huan and the others away!

Kathy felt really stifled. He had spoken harshly, his financial path was cut off, his face was brushed aside, and now he still had to willingly send the opponent away. How could he, the Crown Prince of Kangaroo Country, endure this?

But there was no way out, he could only swallow this bitter pill!

Otherwise, if things really got serious and a fight broke out, the hundred thousand elite warriors of Kangaroo Country probably wouldn't last even a minute in front of Ye Huan and the others!

The fact that the Kangaroo Country warriors were so scared that they surrendered without a fight, already illustrated this point!

A quarter of an hour later.

"Young Master Ye, take care!" Kathy bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle, seeing Ye Huan and his companions onto the plane leaving Kangaroo Country.

"What goes around comes around. The more evil you do now, the more retribution you will face in the future," Ye Huan sneered as he threw out these words before entering the cabin.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I understand, thank you for the reminder!"

Kathy nodded repeatedly, expressing understanding.

On the surface like this, but in fact, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten something foul.

...

On the vast and boundless Pacific Ocean, a cargo ship was sounding its horn, heading towards Huaxia.

"Cough—"

After leaving Kangaroo Country, Di Asura started looking for a ship and finally sneaked onto this cargo ship bound for Huaxia.

He coughed up black blood, his entire face tensed with intense physical pain, filled with an unspeakable resentment and despair.

If, at the Meishan Cemetery, he had deliberately escaped from Ye Huan's hands.

Now, he was truly fleeing for his life!

Defeated by Ye Huan, escaped from Ye Huan's grasp!

As an Initial-Tier Divine King, being defeated by a Half-step Divine King, what a humiliation!

Di Asura's self-esteem and confidence were utterly shattered by Ye Huan in this battle!

Previously, he was unwilling and dissatisfied with deliberately fleeing to save face.

Now, he only felt like a ridiculous clown!

Even without deliberately fleeing, the outcome back then would most likely have been the same as today, being forced to flee, or being killed on the spot!

Not only was his intellect crushed by Ye Huan, but his strength was brutally crushed by Ye Huan too!

He was also seriously injured!

Having a broken spine meant he might be paralyzed for life!

Di Asura regretted it immensely; if he had known the outcome would be like this, he would never have dared to scheme against Ye Huan!

How could someone like himself, a mere mortal, hope to outwit Huaxia's favored son of fortune?

Bringing suffering upon himself!

Digging his own grave!

Di Asura's face was etched with the word "desperation," his eyes gazed at the night sky, his lips trembled.

Initially, he wanted to curry favor with the Sequence, and then rise to the pinnacle of the world together during Earth's New Era, thinking his dream was finally going to come true, he was incredibly excited.

And what was the outcome?

The more excited he had been before, the more desperate he was now!

Paralyzed for life, becoming a cripple, how could he talk about reaching the pinnacle of life and the world?

Alas, why did he have to be so foolish, foolish enough to become enemies with someone as godlike as Ye Huan!

"Di Asura, you really have a lot of nerve, clearly don't want to live. The Huaxia Saint who can make the Sequence humble himself repeatedly, can a waste like you defeat him? What a delusional fool you are!"

Di Asura pounded his fists on the ship's deck, crying desperately!

"I never expected the mighty Judgement Dragon God to become so pathetic?"

Not far away, there came a cold laugh.

Upon hearing this, Di Asura shivered all over, coming to his senses.

"Who... who is it!?"

Di Asura looked around, only to find himself enveloped in a thick layer of white fog.

Suddenly, a tall, black figure emerged from the fog.

The newcomer was a man, 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black, crisp tailcoat, and a mask with a pair of sharp fangs embedded on its blood-red mouth.

This person did nothing but stand there, yet he exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression, his aura formidable!

Di Asura looked up at this person.

In the next second, as if realizing the person's identity, he suddenly shuddered all over again, his lips trembling desperately. He endured the pain, knelt down, constantly kowtowing to this person while crying out: "M-Master, I-I didn't do it on purpose. Though I messed up, allowing Ye Huan to sneak in and destroy the base, my loyalty to the organization is witnessed by heaven. Please spare me, please spare me, I'm so sorry!"

"I can spare your life, even promote you to the Red Tier Sequence, granting you Red Tier B-max, and help you recover from your injuries in the future. However, all this presupposes that you prove your worth to me, redeem yourself through merit."

The leader of the Sequence turned around, showing the broad expanse of his back to Di Asura, speaking with a calm voice.

Di Asura was stunned for over ten minutes.

Coming back to his senses, he suddenly fell into ecstasy!

He wasn't stupid; he immediately understood that the leader hadn't come to kill him in anger but rather to get him to help with something!

Moreover, there was hope of recovering from his injuries and entering the decision-making level of the Sequence?!

How could happiness come so suddenly!!!

"My lord, I-I am willing to serve the organization loyally! I am willing to exert myself to the utmost for the organization, no matter what task you assign to me. I will execute it seriously!" Di Asura was ecstatic, pounding his chest in assurance!

"First, tell me the whole process of your defeat and flight."

Upon hearing the leader's words, Di Asura's expression became awkward, yet he still recounted the full story of initially suppressing Ye Huan, only to be suddenly slain by him.

The leader of the Sequence listened through, his brows behind the mask furrowing tightly, then said coldly: "I understand the situation now. I need you to return to Huaxia and handle something for me! Complete it, and I'll help you recover and reach the pinnacle of life!"

"Master, whatever you command, I will do my utmost to accomplish it!" Di Asura fawned with laughter, displaying not a trace of the dignity expected of the Punishment Hall Master in his conduct.

He appeared just like a pet dog wagging its tail, pleading in front of its owner.

"Empress!" The leader of the Sequence spoke, pausing for a moment before continuing solemnly: "Ye Huan, Di Family!"

He only uttered these three names.

Having said this, he waved his hand, vanishing together with the eerie white fog in a "swish."

Although his words were enigmatic, upon reflection, Di Asura instantly understood the leader's intention and the mission's content!

Di Asura breathed a sigh of relief, fortunate that this task did not require him to confront Ye Huan head-on.

Otherwise, he might as well choose death.

Facing Ye Huan head-on was akin to courting death.

Di Asura gasped, gritting his teeth as he sat up straight, his eyes becoming resolute.

Come what may, he must seize this opportunity.

His chance of walking again and reaching the pinnacle of life depended on this moment!

The task must be accomplished!

Filled with newfound hope, Di Asura not only banished the look of despair from his face but also became somewhat more arrogant. He sneered, "Ye Huan, you'll never imagine how formidable the Sequence is, nor can you fathom the heaven-defying status of the Sequence's leader! Though you are a Saint of Huaxia, one day, you'll be played to death by the Sequence's leader, mark my words!"

...

A plane flying over the Pacific Ocean.

"So, can any conclusions be drawn?" In the cabin, Muses sipped from a freshly brewed hot coffee, asking Ye Huan.

"There's not much information, not much can be discerned, but it's clear that the Sequence is secretly researching monsters called 'Rakshasa' akin to zombies from zombie movies."

Ye Huan's expression was solemn as he sifted through the stack of documents in his hand.

Although titled 'Rakshasa Research Manual,' the file contained little research data, mostly detailing research directions.

In short, it describes the Sequence's ambition to create a potion that can transform ordinary people into ferocious, bloodthirsty, berserk creatures with ancient martial arts prowess, yet solely loyal to the Sequence!

B-max, that's the name of this potion!