"Do not panic, what situation is so urgent?"
Everyone turned to look at the Dark Web brother who ca running over, his face flushed and breathing rapidly.
"Tiandu... The people from Tiandu Mountain say... Mr. Fang... Mr. Fang, he, he... he has already... died!"
"What?!!!!"
Dead silence fell over the room.
Everyone’s eyes widened.
They were all shocked by the news.
They couldn’t believe it, nor did they want to believe the outco.
How could Fang Yu possibly be dead?
"How... How is that possible?"
"Who released this news?"
"Has the authenticity of this news been investigated?"
A string of questions were thrown out.
The man, also full of disbelief, gasped for air and said, "This news ca from the Tiandu Guards... The Tiandu Guards have all left Tiandu Mountain to support the Five Great Divine Palaces. Even the experts from Tiandu Mountain have mostly gone to support the Divine Hall."
Upon hearing this.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly beca oppressive.
Fang Yu had always been their pillar, how could sothing go wrong at this critical mont?
Especially those elders.
They had placed all their hopes on Fang Yu.
And they knew he was the reincarnation of the Dragon Emperor.
The scenes from the past life, when they fought battles and marched together across Jiuzhou, would never return.
In this life, it seed easy to renew the brotherhood—they couldn’t have just suddenly left, could they?
Snap!
An elder directly smashed the table in front of him, angrily saying, "Impossible! I don’t believe it... This ti, we have to see the body alive or dead! When the Dragon Emperor left, we old guys missed many opportunities, and we cannot afford to miss this one!"
"Yes! We have to see the body, alive or dead!"
Everyone’s eyes were bloodshot.
They didn’t believe Fang Yu would encounter any misfortune.
Even so.
The atmosphere on-site was still stifling.
It was the fear of the unknown.
If Fang Yu is no longer around to lead the entire plan, how would the battle progress?
For these elders, their greatest wish was to see Tiandu Mountain returned to the hands of the Dragon Emperor.
"No matter what, we must take down Tiandu Mountain!"
"Yes, we must take down Tiandu Mountain no matter what!"
The Bright Giant of the Dark Web, Jiang Shang, said with a clasped fist: "Rest assured, gentlen, the strength of the brothers from the Dark Web may not be as great as the Supre Heavenly Rank, but... they are absolutely top-notch. I have already ordered people to carry a large amount of modern weapons to support the frontline."
"Um, this ti we owe a lot to the brothers from the Dark Web... Initially, I was too prejudiced, thinking that Dark Web brothers with lower Cultivation weren’t very useful. Now it seems that I have swollen my own face with embarrassnt. Those modern weapons are indeed astonishing."
Saying this.
Jiang Shang and others wore a look of pride.
As the most rigorous organizations in the modern city, maintaining the fundantal order of the Martial Artist circle, procuring these weapons was particularly easy for them.
...
At the sa ti.
Ye Wenjun was by the riverside, facing the evening glow that filled the sky, constantly practicing swordsmanship.
She could switch between ice and fire dual realms with ease.
Her expression remained indifferent.
Her moves were extrely clean and sharp.
In terms of swordsmanship Skills, she had reached the pinnacle.
At this mont...
Shangguan Linghui and Xu Sisi slowly approached.
Seeing Ye Wenjun in her intense Cultivation state, both of them sighed.
Comparisons can really disappoint people.
"Sister Wenjun..." Shangguan Linghui called out softly.
Ye Wenjun stopped practicing swordsmanship, flipped the Water Cold Sword backward, and stood turning around.
Xu Sisi and Shangguan Linghui walked up to her.
"You practice swordsmanship every day. You also need to rest... Balance work and rest," said Shangguan Linghui.
"Um... I know... But there’s nothing else for to do. Rather than sitting there wasting ti, I might as well practice my swordsmanship well. Now is not the ti to be lax as the Fang Family and Tiandu Mountain have beco enemies," said Ye Wenjun lightly.
Xu Sisi and Shangguan Linghui nodded.
Both sighed.
They seed sowhat hesitant and unsure.
Seeing this.
Ye Wenjun asked, "If you have sothing to say, just tell directly, no need to beat around the bush."
"This..."
Xu Sisi was still hesitant.
It’s better to end the pain quickly. Shangguan Linghui was straightforward, after all, she ca from the Luli Sect.
"Wenjun sis, I have sothing to tell you, you mustn’t panic, and you can’t act impulsively..."
Upon hearing this.
Ye Wenjun’s brows slightly furrowed.
"Speak."
Then—
Shangguan Linghui said: "People from the Tiandu Guard said that Mr. Fang has encountered a disaster."
She said this very lightly.
But it struck Ye Wenjun like a bolt of lightning, leaving a brief blank in her mind.
Her body trembled.
Her beautiful eyes involuntarily widened for a mont.
"Wenjun."
"Wenjun sis."
Shangguan Linghui and Xu Sisi were afraid that Ye Wenjun would be hit hard. The seniors sent them to tell Ye Wenjun, hoping that a woman could comfort another woman well. With such a significant matter, there was no need to hide it from her.
"Are you, are you alright?" Shangguan Linghui looked at Ye Wenjun with so concern.
Xu Sisi, afraid that she might have so issues, stepped forward to support her.
A mont later.
Ye Wenjun said calmly: "I’m fine."
"Really fine?"
"Really fine."
Ye Wenjun handed the Water Cold Sword to Shangguan Linghui and said: "Keep practicing the sword tomorrow morning."
After saying that, she turned and left.
After a few steps.
Shangguan Linghui asked: "Wenjun sis, why don’t you care about Mr. Fang’s situation?"
Ye Wenjun stopped in her tracks, didn’t turn her head back, and said indifferently: "No need to worry, I—believe he’s not dead... Before that, apart from doing our own thing, nothing else matters."
Both of them were taken aback.
Xu Sisi and Shangguan Linghui admitted they could not reach the realm of composure Ye Wenjun had.
But, what they didn’t know—
When Ye Wenjun left, both her hands were trembling.
...
Below the cliff, in an unnad secret realm.
Fang Yu was sitting cross-legged, ditating.
The Dragon Roar Sword was planted beside him...
At this mont, he was covered in mud.
After cultivating for an unknown length of ti, Fang Yu opened his eyes.
A gust of wind blew...
Fang Yu touched his chin...
"Days have passed in the blink of an eye, and I’ve even grown so stubble..."
He took out his phone to check.
Although he restrained himself from looking at the phone, after several days, it had run out of battery.
Beep, beep beep...
"Battery low..."
Subsequently, the screen went black and nothing could be seen.
"I didn’t expect that just one minute had passed on the phone."
Fang Yu sighed, "If we go by this ti distortion... one minute outside is equivalent to three days here."
Thinking of this, he shook his head and sighed, "If I calculate carefully, if five days pass outside, wouldn’t I have to stay here for sixty years?!"
Fang Yu wanted to curse.
This kind of thought couldn’t be entertained, as it would just bring annoyance.
"One minute feels damn exhausting, staying for sixty years would kill soone!" Fang Yu exclaid, "Sigh... I hope I’ll still be a handso and dashing young man when I get out."
Gurgle.
Gurgle...
"Give up, let traverse the secret realm, I can find a way out within a certain period. Just give up..."
Those violent voices ca again to his ears.
Fang Yu snorted coldly: "Dragon Emperor, perhaps you didn’t expect that the Divine Dragon Technique has a First Layer Heaven specifically for cultivating ntal resilience and consciousness? I advise you to give up!"
Saying this.
He pulled out the Dragon Roar Sword and embarked on the journey!
Ahead was a wasteland.
In a blink of an eye, countless red-eyed monsters surged towards him like a tide.
"Kill—"
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