Chapter 99: Wanzu Tongdao, the Slay Dragon King Appears!

Wanzu Tongdao!

Su Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although Su Yu now still has too little contact with the Myriad Races, the four characters "Wanzu Tongdao".

Su Yu has never found them unfamiliar.

The so‑called Wanzu Tongdao is a spatial tunnel forged by the collusion of the Myriad Races and the Myriad Races Sect, cooperating inside the Human Race's territory.

It allows Myriad Races strong ones from their battlefields to enter the Human Race's lands and wreak havoc.

Of course, the Wanzu Tongdao also has level restrictions.

A Level‑1 tunnel can accommodate Myriad Races strong ones up to the Flying Heaven Realm, while a Level‑2 tunnel can admit those of the Grand Master realm.

As for a Level‑3 tunnel, it can even house strong ones of the Marquis-level realm!

Su Yu hurriedly asked.

"Do you know which level the Wanzu Tongdao is?"

At this moment, Su Yu felt his heart being torn.

If it were a Level‑1 tunnel, the Jiangnan Sheng Martial Artists Association could step in and settle this disaster.

But once it reaches Level‑2, trouble looms.

After all, the entire Jiangnan Sheng has only one Grand Master strong one.

As for Level‑3…

Su Yu didn't even dare to imagine.

If a Myriad Races strong one of the Marquis-level realm entered, the whole southern region would likely quake.

Although the Human Race's east, south, west, north, and central areas each have King-Conferred Strong Ones stationed, they have their own missions and generally do not act lightly.

The Marquis-level Experts, however, represent the top tier.

If it's a Level‑3 tunnel, timely support from the southern Martial Artists Association would be fine, but if delayed… the entire Jiangnan Sheng might face utter ruin.

At this moment, Su Yu felt somewhat panicked.

That's Hengcheng, after all!

The place where he had lived for ten to twenty years.

Du Nian'guan's face showed a faint wry smile.

"This time… it's a Level‑2 tunnel!"

Su Yu's spirit trembled again.

Although not the worst case, a Level‑2 tunnel… if a Myriad Races strong one of the Grand Master realm entered, Jiangnan Sheng might not be able to hold it back.

Not to mention, Jiangnan Sheng also has strong ones from the Myriad Races Sect.

For a moment, Su Yu felt his brain was about to explode.

At this point, Du Nian'guan continued.

"However, Grand Master Wang Long is already on his way to Hengcheng; as long as Wang Long arrives before the tunnel officially opens, there shouldn't be a major problem."

"The chief instructor has now gathered the strongest from the Heavenly Pride Battalion, preparing to head to Hengcheng for rescue. I was summoned by the chief instructor to inform you; he said… you would go."

Su Yu grabbed Du Nian'guan's collar, his eyes urgent.

"Then let's go!"

Du Nian'guan stared at Su Yu's appearance and couldn't help but be startled.

In just a moment, Su Yu's forehead was already drenched in sweat, and even his eyeballs turned blood‑red.

"Su Yu… what is this?"

Su Yu growled low.

"I am from Hengcheng!"

Du Nian'guan understood instantly.

"Let's go, we'll assemble right now!"

With that, he led Su Yu toward the square of the Heavenly Pride Battalion.

Meanwhile, in the southern region, within a massive city.

Inside the city's Martial Artists Association.

In a huge office, a middle‑aged man sat in a chair, his gaze leisurely drifting out the window, thoughts unknown.

Suddenly, the space inside the office warped slightly.

An illusory figure materialized.

The middle‑aged man's eyebrows lifted slightly; upon sensing the aura of the illusory figure, his complexion changed faintly, instantly becoming reverent.

"Student, I have seen the teacher!"

The illusory figure gradually solidified.

Gradually, the Slay Dragon King's figure appeared in the office.

He still wore flamboyant shorts, looking utterly flamboyant.

The Slay Dragon King had a golden ring on one hand and held a massive cigar in the other, taking a slow puff.

"A Wanzu Tongdao has appeared near Hengcheng in Jiangnan Sheng, you know!"

The Slay Dragon King exhaled a smoke ring slowly, saying lightly.

The middle‑aged man said respectfully.

"Wang Long has already relayed the news; it's merely a Level‑2 tunnel. I have already dispatched a Great Sun Grand Master strong one to lead a team to Jiangnan Sheng for rescue."

The Slay Dragon King glanced sideways, giving the middle‑aged man a faint look.

"That damn Level‑2 tunnel—those guys' intentions are crystal clear to me; aren't they trying to kill my disciple? It can't be a Level‑2 tunnel."

The middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly.

"Teacher, you mean... a Level‑3 Passage?"

The middle-aged man's expression began to shift; you should know that throughout Daxia, Level‑3 Passages have appeared only twice, and those two times caused massive losses to the Human Race.

Even a Marquis-level Expert fell within one of them.

If this time is also a Level‑3 Passage....

The entire southern region will quake.

However, the middle-aged man's complexion quickly turned strange.

"Teacher... when did I gain a little junior disciple?"

At that moment, he finally noticed the words coming from Slay Dragon King's mouth.

Slay Dragon King chuckled.

"It's been there for a long time, but you know my situation; if it were exposed, that kid wouldn't fare well."

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, feeling somewhat emotional.

"Enough, no more idle talk. This time Wanzu Tongdao is definitely Level‑3; you go there. In the southern region, my avatar is already stationed enough!"

Slay Dragon King waved his hand grandly, unceremoniously issuing a command to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man gave no objection and nodded.

"By the way, inform the second son; after the college entrance exam, place that kid into the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm."

Slay Dragon King added a reminder.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

"Then teacher... shall I go first?"

Slay Dragon King sat on the sofa without hesitation.

"Get out!"

Facing his teacher's gesture, the middle-aged man showed no impatience, bowed respectfully, and then vanished from the office.

In the spacious office, Slay Dragon King sat with his legs crossed, smoking a cigar, his gaze leisurely fixed on the window.

"Divine Race... Demon Race... Immortal Race..."

"They really do appreciate Su Yu, that kid!"

Slay Dragon King murmured.

Time passed, and the cigar in Slay Dragon King's hand gradually reduced to ash.

Slay Dragon King's finger twitched slightly, and the ash fell automatically into the ashtray.

He extinguished the cigar, walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window, lifted his head, and looked toward the heavens, a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"All these years, where have you two gone? You really left me here alone?"

"Even that idiot Baihu followed you; I'm practically a nanny now."

Slay Dragon King muttered a line, then sat back on the sofa, silent.