Ye Qingtian's terrified voice echoed in midair.
On the huge city, Hou Wudi frowned, his eyes filled with confusion.
He looked up.
The direction in which someone had just spoken was enveloped by a cloud, preventing him from seeing who it was.
However, Hou Wudi knew very well that this was Ye Qingtian's voice!
They had worked together for too long and he was all too familiar with this fellow's voice.
However, what Hou Wudi did not understand was…
Didn't he send him to the Stargate with those little fellows?
Calculating the time, it had only been three days since these guys used the power of the Ancient Realm of the Desolate God to secretly leave.
In such a short time, they had probably just arrived at the Stargate, right?
Why was he back in such a short period of time?!
Could it be that Old Ye disobeyed the military order and did not go at all?!
Bastard!
That was the last hope of us humans!
