She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"I have already reached the ninth level of the Dragon King Palace's palace-suppressing technique, the Devouring Demon Technique. As long as there are enough masters for me to devour, it won't be long before I can enter the realm of innate perfection!"

When he said this, the smile on Long Yang's face gradually turned ferocious.

"To be honest, even if you have entered the so-called innate Dzogchen realm, you may not be the president's opponent."

"The Dark Night Club can be passed down to this day, and its foundation is far beyond your imagination. The most important thing is that the president's strength has crossed the realm equivalent to what you call the Innate Great Perfection and reached a new realm."

"To describe it in terms of the United States or Europe, the president has now succeeded in surpassing the ninth-level genetic warrior in terms of power by relying on the powerful skills inherited by the Dark Night Society, which is what countless people aspire to be called. Beyond the realm of human ultimate warrior king!"

"If not, how could he possibly make those ambitious secret envoys surrender?"

Sally murmured quite worriedly after hearing this.

"I know that, and I'm fully prepared."

"Is it a realm above the realm of innate Dzogchen? Hahaha!!"

"Although the names are different, it is still the same level of power after all. As long as my plan can succeed, as long as I can be absorbed by the general, I can also achieve what countless people have dreamed of. Throughout the thousand-year history of the Dragon King Palace, only the first The land master has just entered the realm of land gods!"

Thinking of this, Long Yang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his smile full of ferocity and madness.

"It's not just the realm of the King of War."

"Don't forget, the president has also learned the unique skills of the Dark Night Club, so the president's power is far more powerful than you think." Sally looked at the dragon roar at this moment and couldn't help but remind him.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about this matter, but I couldn't get in touch with it because I didn't have enough time to join the Dark Night Club. So explain to me what the unique skills of the Dark Night Club you mentioned are, and what the European and American countries obviously have. Why practice this technique when you have a more convenient way to become stronger as a genetic warrior?"

Ever since Long Yang joined the Dark Night Club, he had felt the unusual aura from the president's body more than once.

But because he has never been able to gain the president's full trust, he has no authority to know the core secrets of the Dark Night Society.

Now Sally mentioned this matter, which aroused his curiosity again.

"I know very little about the Dark Night Club's techniques."

"All I know is that both the Dark Night Society and the Holy Light Society have their own unique techniques, that's all."

Although Sally is a high-ranking secret envoy of the Dark Night Club and has been in the club longer than Long Yang, this technique is the top secret of the Dark Night Club, and she only knows a little bit about it.

"That's all, after I become the master of the Dark Night Club, I will know everything and there is no rush." ​​Long Yang no longer asked after hearing this, but sneered, "In short, you just follow my arrangements, As for our president, someone will naturally deal with him when the time comes."

at the same time.

On the other side, the headquarters of the Holy Light Society.

The old man was sitting in front of the window, enjoying the afterglow of dusk.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at the time.

"It's almost time for Stuart to get off the plane. Send someone to pick them up."

The old man's calm and peaceful voice sounded leisurely in the silent room.

"Yes, Mr. President."

An indifferent voice sounded.

Not long after, a large number of members of the Holy Light Society set off from the headquarters and headed for the airport.

The old man was still lazily leaning on the chair. His face was so weathered and wrinkled, and there was no trace of worry or impatience. He was as calm as ever, so calm that it was scary, and so calm that it was hard to understand.