Chapter 136

Taking a deep breath, Grandmaster Dama forcibly calmed his emotions, the corner of his eye twitching slightly.

"Ah... that you know of the ability named Spirit Communication is all the better."

"This time, it seems the Abyss Reincarnators have made contact with entities from other worlds."

Upon hearing Grandmaster Dama begin his explanation, Su Han's expression immediately grew grave.

He sat down on the rattan chair, quietly listening to Grandmaster Dama's explanation.

Due to his status and position, the information Grandmaster Dama knew was undoubtedly far greater than what Zhao Linger had said.

After all, Zhao Linger had mostly only heard rumors, whereas everything Grandmaster Dama spoke of was summarized and confirmed fact.

"Specifically, we do not know! The only thing we are aware of is... at least three royal members from other worlds have had contact with the Abyss Reincarnators."

"They gathered three individuals with Spirit Communication abilities, hoping to rely on this power to obtain the strength of the Rulers from other worlds."

A Ruler from another world is essentially equivalent to a Grandmaster in the Spiritual Energy World.

Just like the previous Sha Luo Snake Emperor.

This is a general term for a certain realm in foreign lands.

"The terror of the Spirit Communication ability lies precisely here! Crossing the boundaries of worlds to gain support from their power."

Grandmaster Dama paused briefly, his voice carrying a hint of exhaustion, "This time, it is known that three Rulers are willing to lend their power."

"However, the condition for these three Rulers lending their power is that the three Spirit Communicators must kill you... only then can they lend this power, allowing the Abyss Reincarnators to cause chaos in our world."

"It has to be said, those three Rulers truly came up with a good idea."

"No matter how it turns out, they will not suffer any loss."

Su Han finally sorted everything out completely.

No wonder it was revenge.

This revenge was not actually the Abyss Reincarnators seeking vengeance against him.

Those truly seeking revenge should be the Rulers of the ferocious beasts from those other worlds.

"Three Rulers capable of rivaling Grandmasters..."

Su Han muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth suddenly curling into a faint arc, a playful glint appearing in his eyes.

"Right? You think it's quite tricky too, don't you?"

Grandmaster Dama on the other end of the phone clearly misunderstood Su Han's words; his tone now grew heavier, "I am gathering Little Ma right now to rush over to your location."

"If something happens before we arrive! If you cannot defeat them, run if you can."

After a brief pause, Grandmaster Dama's words carried a hint of gritted teeth.

"Even if those bastards threaten to slaughter an entire city! You cannot fall for their provocation. A Grandmaster is incredibly precious! More precious than anything else."

"Even if a million people die or are injured, as long as the Grandmaster survives, it is... worth it."

Speaking thus, Grandmaster Dama felt his heart bleeding.

As a National Guardian Grandmaster, protecting the nation and its people was his essence, his nature.

Yet now, he was advising an existence of equal standing to him not to protect the populace when facing a powerful enemy, but to flee.

It was unbearable, so unbearable it nearly made him spit blood.

But there was simply no other way.

One living Grandmaster was far more precious than the residents of a single region or city.

This was strategic-level power in the macroscopic sense.

It was just like how nuclear-armed nations treated non-nuclear nations in the previous life.

You might not use nuclear bombs, but you absolutely cannot be without them.

And in this world, you might not deploy Grandmaster-level power.

But you absolutely cannot be without Grandmasters, or have too few of them.

No matter what, one living Grandmaster cannot die.

"Grandmaster Dama, are you teaching me to run away?"

Su Han asked back with a smile in his voice.

"No!"

Grandmaster Dama's voice quickly turned cold; having already made up his mind, he would not regret it, even if it meant spending the rest of his life burdened by guilt.

"Stopping won't help! You will be surrounded and killed by the three Rulers."

"Moreover, the aftermath of your battle will also destroy the city."

"But if you flee, escaping into this wilderness! As long as you do not pass through cities along the way... at most, only the city where you currently are will be destroyed."

"Forcing you to stop."

"When they realize your will is firm and they cannot force you, they will no longer destroy other cities. In other words, only one city needs to be sacrificed... since that one city is destined to be sacrificed anyway, why don't you run?"

"This is not running away... this is a strategic retreat! This is preserving living forces."

Grandmaster Dama's words carried a hint of sternness, "The power of the foreign lands is far stronger than ours! Their number of Rulers exceeds ours."

"Or rather, it exceeds us by far too much!"

"They can afford to lose Rulers, but we cannot afford to lose Grandmasters."

"It looks like it's a bit too late!"

Su Han suddenly gazed outside, his Observation Haki sensing three terrifyingly powerful auras still rising from beyond Jianghai City.

He spoke softly.

"Grandmaster Dama, let's talk later."

Subsequently, the phone call ended on the other side.

Grandmaster Dama, who was traveling across the wilderness, clenched his fist; with a pop, he directly crushed his mobile phone.

The Great Horse Master’s face instantly turned extremely grim; he took several deep breaths.

His body trembled violently.

“That fellow...”

In the Great Horse Master’s eyes, Su Han’s final words had already revealed Su Han’s ultimate decision.

Beside the Great Horse Master, the Young Horse Master glanced at him and suddenly said: “He refused.”

The Great Horse Master didn’t reply, but his demeanor clearly indicated agreement.

“Indeed, though he says little on the surface and refuses to protect the nation or its people! That fellow still possesses the dignity of a Grand Master.”

The Young Horse Master’s face bore a trace of coldness and solemnity, mixed with a hint of reverence and sorrow.

“Hurry up and move faster—we hope we can still arrive in time.”

“What if we don’t make it?”

The Great Horse Master asked softly.

He already knew in his heart—the chance of catching up was far too low.

Three peers, surrounding one—no matter how legendary the target, it would be impossible to turn the tide.

“If we don’t make it! I’ll step into the foreign lands, slay a Sovereign! Destroy a great royal clan! To send off Master Su!”

The Young Horse Master smiled—a gentle smile that could charm thousands of middle-aged women—but his words were bone-chillingly cold.

“And this is just the beginning! Whoever dares kill our Human Race Grand Master shall pay tenfold! Who destroys one of our cities shall see all ten royal bloodlines wiped out!”

“First, let’s slaughter one Sovereign and one royal clan for entertainment.”

“I’ve recorded this debt—I’ll settle it thoroughly with those nine Sovereigns and their clans in the future.”

“Once I fulfill my promise, I’ll bring a cup of wine to drink before Master Su’s tomb!”

“Magnificent are our Chinese! Magnificent are the Grand Masters!”

“You’re just… too reckless!”

The Great Horse Master gazed with distant melancholy, “You’re so reckless—I truly fear the day I have to collect your remains.”

“If you’re there to collect my remains, isn’t that enough? I’m wondering—who will collect yours in the future?”

The Young Horse Master laughed loudly.

“Let’s get moving!”

He suddenly let out a long roar, his slender body erupting with unparalleled spiritual energy, shaking mountains for ten thousand miles as he surged forward at the absolute peak of speed.

“Even if we know we won’t catch up, never give up hope!”

On the other side.

Hanging up the phone casually, Su Han stretched his body.

He suddenly developed a much greater interest in the so-called spirit communication ability.