He thought his master was going to comnd him for his recent hard training.
The disciple, known as Little Six, showed a bit of difficulty on his face: "Senior brother... Master, he... doesn’t look well."
Lei Pojun’s smile froze, and his rugged brows furrowed: "Doesn’t look well? What’s happened?"
Not daring to delay, he grabbed a towel nearby, quickly wiped off his sweat, threw on an outer robe, and stride broadly towards the Thunder Shock Hall where his master was with Little Six in tow.
Inside Thunder Shock Hall, the atmosphere was heavy.
An elder, no less burly than Lei Pojun, with a dignified face and hair and beard all white, was standing with his hands behind his back in the hall.
One of the deputy chiefs of Celestial Spirit Martial Arts Hall, and also Lei Pojun’s master.
Lei Zhenyue.
The elder’s brow was furrowed tightly, with a faint rumble of thunder resonating around him.
"Master, you were looking for ?"
Lei Pojun walked into the hall, respectfully saluting, but his tone still carried a hint of customary boldness.
Lei Zhenyue slowly turned around.
His gaze, as sharp as an eagle’s, fixed on his highly talented yet most rebellious disciple, his voice like muffled thunder: "Pojun, next ti you enter the ’Abyss’, don’t go to the ’Anvil Fortress’ anymore."
Lei Pojun was taken aback, full of confusion: "Don’t go to Anvil Fortress? Master, why? The Thunderstorm Cloud Sea is near Anvil Fortress, that’s the area with the highest probability of finding high-purity Thunder Source Material at the outskirts! If I don’t go there, where should I find the Source Material?"
Seeing the undisguised confusion and a bit of defiance in his disciple’s eyes, Lei Zhenyue snorted heavily and said with so displeasure: "Go to ’Ashen Outpost’!"
"Ashen Outpost?" Lei Pojun was even more bewildered, "That place is too far from Thunderstorm Cloud Sea! And it’s close to the ’Sighing Barrier’, not only is the environnt harsh, but the Life Ghosts there mostly have fire poison and lava attributes which don’t match my Celestial Spirit Dominating Thunder Fist at all! What would I do there?"
"Because of Fang Qingyu!"
Lei Zhenyue’s voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Fang Qingyu?!" Lei Pojun’s eyes widened abruptly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Master! You want to avoid his edge?!"
"Haven’t you always taught that the path of a Martial Artist is to forge ahead boldly, to beco stronger in the face of strength, and to persevere unwaveringly?"
"Foolish!"
Lei Zhenyue roared like a thunderclap, causing the entire Thunder Shock Hall to buzz, interrupting Lei Pojun mid-sentence.
He strode over to Lei Pojun, his imposing figure exuding a heavy sense of pressure.
Reaching out, he slapped heavily on Lei Pojun’s broad shoulder, the force making Lei Pojun’s shoulder feel weighed down.
"You call it forging ahead boldly when you can’t win and still go to et your death, and that’s called a fool! Understand?!" Lei Zhenyue’s voice lowered, carrying a tone of bitter disappointnt from an elder to a younger.
"Hidden Dragon Plan, only living ensures a future!" Lei Zhenyue’s voice was earnest and sincere, "Thunder Source Material doesn’t exist only at Thunderstorm Cloud Sea, although the environnt near Ashen Outpost is harsh, it’s not completely devoid of opportunities, it’s better than going to provoke that star of calamity! Rember, stay away from that Fang Qingyu! That’s an order!"
Having said this, Lei Zhenyue didn’t say more, waving his hand wearily to signal that Lei Pojun could leave.
He was truly afraid, afraid that this highly talented yet sowhat naive disciple of his might provoke Fang Qingyu, who had demonstrated an earth-shattering saber strike at the Eternal Silence Abyss...
And then carelessly, he’d be gone for real.
...
Three days later, at the Dragon Abyss Pavilion training ground
Fang Qingyu’s figure flitted between the rapidly moving alloy spike walls, his movents more fluid and natural than before, with a sense of rhythm as if blending with the wind.
The newly learned Nine Prisons Shattering Mountain Fist had been grasped at the entry level.
The Fist Intent was constantly being analyzed in his mind, verifying itself against the strength of Baji Fist.
Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan were also in their respective areas, sweating profusely as they honed their Hard Skills and Saber Techniques.
Jiang Wei was sitting quietly on a long bench at the edge of the training ground, swinging her legs as she watched.
Their packs were casually placed next to the bench.
Just as the training was reaching an imrsive state.
Beep beep beep beep——!!!
A piercing, urgent shriek with strong penetration suddenly erupted simultaneously from the black communicators the five of them carried!
The sound was sharp, carrying an undeniable sense of urgency!
Their movents instantly ca to a halt!
"Ergency assembly!"
"Go!"
Without a mont’s hesitation, not even enough ti to wipe sweat.
The few of them instantly dashed to the side of the field, grabbing their packs.
Fang Qingyu scooped Jiang Wei up.
The five of them turned into a few gusts of wind, rushing at full speed towards the special elevator leading to the underground teleportation zone.
The elevator rapidly descended, passing through the spatial mbrane.
Upon re-entering the teleportation zone hall, there were already many participants in the Hidden Dragon Plan gathered there, looking solemn after receiving the directive.
No one spoke, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Buzz——
The familiar sensation of weightlessness hit, and the azure blue aura enveloped their bodies.
When vision returned and their feet once again stepped on the familiar sulfurous and rusty-slling land of "Abyss", they didn’t pause for a mont.
The cold rain pumled their faces with the gale, the thick, lead-gray clouds hanging low.
"Direction!"
Wei Banng’s cool voice rose amid the wind and rain.
Fang Qingyu quickly scanned the surrounding terrain with his enhanced night vision, and combining it with the simple map on his communicator, imdiately locked onto the direction: "Dingyuan Station, go!"
This ti the position they were teleported to was closer to Dingyuan Station.
Also veering off the previously familiar route.
The five of them pushed against the wind and rain, moving swiftly across the rugged gray wilderness.
This ti, their speed of adaptation was astonishing, their actions swift, fully entering the state of "Abyss" in just a dozen seconds.
The scenery along the way was also completely different from the previous two tis.
The ground was covered with fine, web-like cracks, and from the depths of the fissures glowed a faint dark red light, emitting a scorching aura.
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