[Golden Body: 40→46!]
The Ash Destruction Tribulation Body finally reached the Realm of Perfection!
At this mont, Fang Qingyu could easily crush a Mystic Martial Artist with just his physique!
And the previous guess was indeed correct.
Even when the Golden Body Value soared to 46 points, there was still no sense of any limit.
The Dark Gold Flas surrounding Fang Qingyu’s body slowly receded, leaving only the mysterious Molten Gold Patterns on his skin, emitting a faint glow under the moonlight.
He slowly opened his eyes, and deep within his pupils, two tiny golden Tribulation Fires flickered and then vanished, returning to a profound calm.
An indescribable feeling of power and safety filled his entire being.
"Hoo..."
Fang Qingyu let out a long breath of stale air.
Jiang Wei, who had been quietly sitting on a stone step not far away watching, finally nodded slightly. In a voice only she could hear, with a faint, barely noticeable satisfaction, she muttered quietly: "Hmm... now this is what perfection in Great Sun Level Hard Skills looks like. The defense is finally noteworthy..."
Fang Qingyu stretched his muscles and bones, his joints emitting a series of crisp, bean-like popping sounds, full of explosive power.
Feeling the endless surge of Qi Blood within and his physique as strong as refined steel.
He wanted to share the joy of the breakthrough with Jiang Wei.
At that mont!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz—!!!
A sharp, urgent wailing sound erupted from the black communicator at his waist and the one Jiang Wei carried, without any warning!
Sharp, urgent, with imnse penetration, it instantly shattered the silence in the training ground!
The alloy gate of the training ground was pushed open with a bang!
"Qingzi!"
A cold figure shot in like a gale!
It was Wei Banng!
Her usually calm face was now unusually excited and delighted, her gaze instantly locking onto Fang Qingyu in the field.
"Go quickly!"
Wei Banng’s voice was urgent, leaving no room for doubt, speaking rapidly like a string of pearls: "Starfire Castle! Signs of a large Thunder Source Material tide forming have been discovered!"
Thunder Source Material!
It finally ca!
In the depths of Fang Qingyu’s pupils, two dormant Thunder Fires seed to ignite instantly!
Without a mont of hesitation!
He sprang up, seizing the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash at his feet, moving so fast he left only an afterimage.
"Go!"
One word, resolute as iron!
Jiang Wei had already put away her tablet, her small figure leaping up like light smoke, landing steadily beside Fang Qingyu.
The three of them didn’t delay for a mont, like three arrows leaving the string, rushing out of the training ground, crossing the simulated starry plain within the Pocket World Blessed Land.
At the edge of the plain, they t with Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, who had been waiting there, having received the sa news, their expressions a mix of solemnity and excitent!
"Go!"
The five of them reunited without any unnecessary words, mutual understanding born in a silent exchange of looks.
They quickly entered the high-speed elevator!
In a hum, the elevator swiftly descended.
Once again stepping into the familiar teleportation zone hall, the air was thick with tension.
A giant, deep-blue spatial vortex slowly rotated in the center of the teleportation zone.
At this mont, the hall was already filled with nurous Hidden Dragon Plan mbers who had received the ergency notification.
Many faces showed tension, anticipation, or eager expressions.
Ignoring the eyes around them, Fang Qingyu and the others walked straight towards the vortex.
They took a step in!
The familiar sensation of weightlessness and spatial tugging ca instantly.
The bizarre scenery before their eyes fragnted and reassembled.
The solid feel of charred rock ca from beneath their feet.
The violent wind and rain mixed with cold, piercing raindrops hit their faces like countless steel needles!
The air was thick with the sll of sulfur, rust, and... a faint, hair-raising aura of violent electric charges!
"Yuan!"
They were back!
But the five of them were already accustod to this.
Their faces showed no discomfort with the harsh environnt, only a calm like frozen ice.
"Map!"
Wei Banng’s voice cut through the wind and rain.
Fang Qingyu imdiately unfolded the map, night vision piercing the dense fog, quickly locking onto a position.
"This way!"
Pointing in a direction, his voice cut through the storm, clear and powerful.
Without any pause.
The five of them were like shadows rging into the storm, racing towards Starfire Castle, braving the fierce winds and rain, sprinting across the jagged, scorched rock wilderness!
Their speed was so fast that they instantly left the others near the teleportation point, who were still adjusting to the environnt, far behind.
Not long after Fang Qingyu and the other four left the teleportation point.
Several more figures erged from the azure whirlpool.
One of them was a man with a robust physique, wearing a dark gray combat suit, with a uniquely shaped tallic staff slung diagonally across his back.
His gaze swept over the desolate wilderness, and his steps did not pause at all, also striding in the direction of Starfire Castle.
"Deng Jia?"
A young martial artist who knew him opened his mouth with a hint of surprise, "You... you’re going to Starfire Castle too?"
Deng Jia’s steps did not stop; he didn’t even turn his head and replied in an annoyed voice, "Why? Can’t go?"
The questioning young martial artist’s tone beca even more peculiar, tinged with disbelief, "You can go... but you’re not planning to compete with Fang Qingyu for that Thunder Source Material, are you?!"
He deliberately emphasized the words "Fang Qingyu."
The surrounding air seed to quiet down for a mont.
Many people who had just teleported out instinctively focused their gaze on Deng Jia.
During this ti, the na "Fang Qingyu" in the Hidden Dragon Plan circle was no longer just a "rising star."
Slashing Divine Chosen in the ruins, overwhelming heroes to seize the core, standing against grandmasters... all sorts of almost legendary deeds had already spread.
Compete with him?
It’s no longer a matter of courage...
Deng Jia abruptly stopped, turned his head, and wore an expression as if looking at an idiot, sneering:
"Thunder Source Material?"
His voice rose, carrying intense sarcasm and an inexplicable sense of the obvious:
"Even a dog wouldn’t want it!"
After speaking, he no longer cared about the young man’s stunned expression, suddenly accelerated, and his figure quickly disappeared into the wind and rain and dense fog.
Leaving the young man disoriented in the wind.
"What... what does he an?"
The young man looked blankly at another companion who was sorting his gear nearby.
"aning?"
The companion lifted his head, a knowing smile on his face, quickly fastening the buckle of his tactical pack, and said:
"Isn’t it obvious? He’s going to repay a favor!"
"Repay a favor?"
"Yeah!" The companion nodded, his tone filled with emotion, "Before the ruins ford last ti, when the Life Ghost horde rampaged, Fang Qingyu, in a cave, held the entrance alone for how long? Saved how many people? You don’t know?"
The young martial artist suddenly understood and slapped his forehead, "Oh! You an..."
"You think it’s just Deng Jia?"
His companion finished sorting his gear, patted the young man’s shoulder, and gestured to the surroundings with his chin.
Near the teleportation point, seven or eight more figures erged, male and female, with varying equipnt, from different martial arts halls and noble families.
They didn’t have much exchange among themselves, but their eyes all looked towards Starfire Castle.
Then, one by one, silently rushed into the wind and rain.
"See? All of them."
The companion smiled, his eyes becoming serious, "Whose turf is Starfire Castle? What style do those people have? This ti with Thunder Source Material appearing near Starfire Castle..."
The companion paused, looking at the young man with deep aning:
"Do you think they can just watch as the at in their pot gets snatched by an ’outsider’?"
The young man fully understood, gasping in realization, "So... they’re going to assist?"
"Who said they’re not."
The companion did a final weapon check, then stepped in the direction of Starfire Castle, his voice carried by the wind and rain, "A life-saving grace should at least have so interest returned, right?"
The young man watched his companion’s receding figure.
He looked again at those figures continuously erging from the teleportation point and then resolutely charging towards Starfire Castle, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
He gritted his teeth, as if making a decision, stomped his foot, and chased after them, shouting from afar:
"Hey! Wait! You... have you also been saved by Fang Qingyu?"
In the wind and rain, his companion paused but did not look back, just waving his hand powerfully behind him.
That waving motion was exceptionally strong amidst the gray wind, rain, and fog.
The young man no longer hesitated and accelerated his pursuit, his figure soon rging into that storm-covered wilderness leading to Starfire Castle.
And behind them.
The azure whirlpool of the teleportation point kept spinning slowly.
One figure after another erged from it.
Upon learning the situation towards Starfire Castle and the intentions of those who went ahead,
many people showed expressions of understanding, admiration, or complex emotions on their faces.
Then, after brief silence and hesitation, a portion of them quietly adjusted their direction.
Like streams rging into a river, heading towards the land brewing with storms and conflict.
Walking silently and resolutely.
The storm intensified.
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