Fang Qingyu, with his bare bronze-toned muscular upper body, held Jiang Wei’s small hand.
Like a leisurely walk in a garden, they strolled atop the violent wind and rain and scorched muddy earth at the periphery of the "Abyss".
The cold rain splashed onto his newly grown skin, scattering in tiny droplets, unable to take away a hint of body warmth or leave any marks on the skin covered with delicate dragon scale patterns.
Underfoot, the scorching rocks and slippery mire were like a flat boulevard to Fang Qingyu.
The extre physical sensation brought by the Nine Tribulations Body, complented by the strong foundation of a Dragon Fist Grandmaster, allowed Fang Qingyu to disregard this degree of environntal interference.
Jiang Wei wore her little yellow skirt, her steps brisk, her small figure steadily following amidst the storm.
Her gaze occasionally swept across Fang Qingyu’s back, which contained explosive strength yet was perfectly restrained, and her clear eyes revealed no fluctuations—only the lollipop in her small mouth was replaced more frequently.
Their direction was towards one of the three strongholds on the periphery of the "Abyss".
Located at the edge of the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea, famous for its solid defenses and chaotic black market...
Ashen Outpost.
From afar, the Ashen Outpost looked like a steel beast crouching on the scorched earth.
The thick alloy gate was tightly shut, flanked by massive alloy watchtowers.
The guards on duty atop the watchtowers wore protective armor covering their entire bodies.
Vigilantly sweeping their gazes across the wilderness shrouded in stormy mist.
When Fang Qingyu, with his bare upper body, holding a jade-carved little girl as if taking a walk, appeared within the outpost’s field of vision and walked straight towards the gate, this stark contrast instantly drew the attention of all the guards.
"Guard! Unknown targets approaching!"
A guard imdiately issued an alert, his voice sowhat distorted by the loudspeaker amidst the storm.
He stared intently at the figure that seed unusually composed in the harsh environnt, especially at the man’s unprotected bare upper body, which glead with a tallic luster in the dim light, appearing anything but normal human.
"An adult with a child? No, an adult male and a young girl? The adult male is bare-chested... this..."
Another guard was flustered, his finger instinctively resting on his weapon, his voice filled with confusion and tension, "Is it so new type of Life Ghost mimicry? Or... a madman?"
Fang Qingyu ignored their vigilance, walking straight to the massive alloy gate before stopping.
He slightly lifted his head, rainwater slipping down his sharply contoured jawline, his lted gold-like eyes calmly looking up at the guards atop the watchtower.
"Open the door."
The voice was not loud, yet it pierced the barrier of storm and tal.
Clearly reaching the guards’ ears, carrying an undeniable steadiness.
The guard locked by Fang Qingyu’s gaze shivered all over.
As if an invisible heavy hamr had struck his heart, an indescribable weight made his breath halt for a mont.
Instinctively wanting to press the button to open the door.
"Wait!" The guard nearby suddenly grabbed his hand, lowering his voice urgently, "You fool? Daring to open the door for soone you can’t even tell is human or ghost, who’s wandering out there without clothes?"
The seized guard woke up as if from a dream.
Looking in uncertainty at the calm figure below.
At that mont, another slightly older guard nearby suddenly burst out laughing, giving his companion a strong slap on the shoulder, his voice carrying teasing and a hint of reverence, "Old Li, you’re newly transferred here, aren’t you? Don’t recognize him?"
The guard known as Old Li turned his head in a daze: "Who?"
The older guard pursed his lips, pointing down at Fang Qingyu, his eyes filled with amusent, "Fang Qingyu! Who else?"
"Fang Qingyu?"
Old Li furrowed his brow, pondering—the na sounded sowhat familiar but he couldn’t imdiately recall who specifically it was.
The older guard chuckled, quickly reminding with rapid speech, "Tsk, just recently at Starfire Castle, he snatched Thunder Source Material from mad Jin Wei, Ghostly Soul Cangning, and Wen Tianzong of the Wen family, slicing apart Wen Tianzong’s Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect! A Tier One clashing head-on with a Tier Two Divine Chosen and retreating completely, even triggering Heavenly Punishnt to clear the field! Think about it, really think about it!"
Old Li’s eyes instantly widened, his mouth opening unconsciously wide enough to fit an egg.
He rembered!
The legendary deeds that had been widely circulated among each stronghold in the "Abyss" recently!
The monster said to be able to clash with Tier Two Divine Chosen while in the Profound Realm!
He suddenly looked again at the bare-chested young figure below, the previously strange places suddenly explained rationally.
Only such a monster could disregard the harsh environnt of the "Abyss"!
"A Tier One defeating a Tier Two Divine Chosen..." Old Li murmured, suddenly shivering, exclaiming, "Damn! Invincible in the Human World?! Is he the next ’Invincible in the Human World’?!"
In the Federation’s Transcendent’s understanding.
"Invincible in the Human World" is not a specific realm.
Rather, it is a title for those who hold absolute dominance within a major realm.
Those brilliant talents known to transcend major realms and defeat powerful foes!
The rise of every "Invincible in the Human World" is accompanied by countless bones of the strong and legends worthy of being recorded in history!
And the terrifying power Fang Qingyu has already shown in the Profound Realm.
Undoubtedly already qualifies as the prototype of a new generation "Invincible in the Human World"!
"Now you know, right?"
The older guard looked at his companion’s stunned and speechless expression, smiling with a shake of his head, and shouted down, "Mr. Fang, please wait! We’ll open the door shortly!"
Then, without hesitation, he pressed the command to open the gate.
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