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In mid-air, a blinding mist of blood enveloped the surroundings. The smile on Chu Fangtian's face had completely frozen, and his expression, dark to the extreme, seemed to brew a storm.
However, at that moment.
"Do you have any instructions, Senior?" Fang Chen's voice rang out clearly, echoing through the heavens and earth.
Everyone had already been killed; what further instructions could there be?
Slap!
This clear voice was like a slap that suddenly struck Chu Fangtian, causing his already ashen face to flush red and pale in turns, even making his body tremble slightly at that moment.
"Seeking death!" Chu Fangtian roared in extreme anger. The fragments of the shattered light chair beneath him mixed with a tremendous force and instantly shot toward Fang Chen.
At the same time, a fierce glint flashed in Chu Fangtian's eyes as he lifted his foot and stepped toward Fang Chen's direction. Unlike the previous two times when he attacked from a distance, this time he intended to personally erase Fang Chen.
"Do you really think this is your Crimson Bright Sect's territory?" A cold voice suddenly rang in Chu Fangtian's ear. Luo Qingyan gracefully stepped forward, blocking Chu Fangtian. With a gentle wave of her hand, a force of Heavenly River swept through, instantly obliterating all the fragments of the light chair that were shooting toward Fang Chen.
"Are you truly going to stop me?" Chu Fangtian enunciated each word slowly. After speaking, he fixed his gaze on Luo Qingyan, his aura fluctuating violently as if it were about to erupt at any moment.
"Crimson Bright Sect... Chu Fangtian." On the mountain path, Fang Chen looked up at the sky above the Ziyang Sect direction, his eyes shimmering with light. Faced with an enraged Heavenly Realm expert who seemed eager to kill him, he showed no signs of panic; instead, there was a peculiar glimmer in his dark eyes.
Whether it was the sudden Hunt or the unexpected appearance of Chu Fangtian and his five companions, everything indicated that the current situation of Ziyang Sect was somewhat strange. This strangeness was certainly not good, as it felt like they were being cornered at their doorstep. Yet from the beginning until now, only Luo Qingyan had emerged from Ziyang Sect; this situation puzzled Fang Chen while also stirring many thoughts in his mind.
"Crimson Bright Sect, Qingxiao Sect," Fang Chen scanned the air where Chu Fangtian and Liu Dong had previously attacked him from the shadows and pondered: "These six must come from six different forces."
"Red, Green, Purple..." Suddenly, Fang Chen's mind stirred as he shifted his gaze to the other four among the six.
"What connection do they have with Ziyang Sect?"
Just when Fang Chen was puzzled, facing the obstructive Luo Qingyan, the murderous intent radiating from Chu Fangtian clearly indicated that he was no longer willing to maintain the current situation.
"Everyone, don't forget the agreement we made before coming here." He swept his gaze around and spoke to the other five seated on the light chairs.
As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere around them subtly changed, even Luo Qingyan's expression shifted slightly.
"Agreement?" A bad premonition flashed through Fang Chen's mind.
The reason he had been so domineering earlier, crushing Shen Yi and the others in front of Chu Fangtian, was that it was obvious the six of them were not from the same faction. Although they had all gathered at Ziyang Sect and seemed to have a tacit understanding to cooperate, in reality, each of them was wary of the others, making it difficult for them to truly unite.
Moreover, among them, Luo Qingyan, being at the peak of Heavenly Realm and having comprehended a significant amount of Great Dao Power, was clearly the strongest. With her present, even if no one else from Ziyang Sect appeared, Fang Chen wouldn't need to worry about his safety.
But right now...
"Qingyan, we were all once part of the Seven Sacred Sects. Now that we have this rare gathering, why ruin our relationship over a junior?" An elderly man with silver hair suddenly squinted his eyes and spoke from one of the light chairs beside Liu Dong.
Although the old man always wore a smile on his face, his words carried a ruthless undertone.
"Hand over this arrogant junior." A cold voice came from another light chair. This was a middle-aged warrior wielding a long sword, his expression indifferent.
As he spoke, he lightly tapped the armrest of his chair with one hand, and strands of terrifying sharp power emanated from him. Upon closer inspection, the space around him trembled continuously under this sharp power, as if it could be torn apart at any moment.
After glancing at the silver-haired elder and this middle-aged man, Luo Qingyan shifted her gaze to include Liu Dong and the other three. With her cold eyes carrying a hint of frostiness, she asked icily, "Is that what you all mean?"
"Qingyan, just hand him over." Among the six, only one middle-aged woman shook her head and advised her.
"You can't protect him." This was the sentiment of the last person.
Liu Dong chuckled lightly, remaining silent, but his malicious expression and half-smiling demeanor were enough to convey his attitude.
"I have said before, this is the Ziyang Sect. And they are my disciples of the Ziyang Sect!" The cold voice carried a hint of warmth, resonating softly. In that cold tone, anyone could sense the determination behind it.
As the words fell, a powerful aura surged from Luo Qingyan, enveloping the six people around her in a severe atmosphere.
She was actually going to fight six opponents at once!
"Luo, Qing, Yan," Fang Chen murmured, gazing at the figure with flowing green hair in mid-air, enunciating each syllable as if to imprint these three words in his heart.
To be honest, Fang Chen felt quite disappointed with the Ziyang Sect regarding what had happened in the Purple Sun Mountain Range. No matter what secrets were involved, it was extremely frustrating for a sect to have such an incident occur right at their doorstep.
Moreover, the attitude displayed by Chu Fangtian and his group, along with their repeated attacks on Fang Chen in front of Luo Qingyan, showed a contemptuous demeanor as if they had no regard for the Ziyang Sect. This only added to Fang Chen's frustration.
This was also why he acted in front of Chu Fangtian and, despite knowing that it would provoke a Heavenly Realm expert into a furious and possibly reckless response, he still unhesitatingly crushed all three of Shen Yi.
Because he was also holding back a breath of indignation.
What if it was a Heavenly Realm? Could a Heavenly Realm truly decide his life or death?
For an ordinary Body Refinement Realm warrior, the Heavenly Realm might be something to look up to or even revere. However, for Fang Chen, it held no special significance. In his past life, he had already reached that realm, and in this life, given enough time, not only would Heavenly Realm be within his grasp, but even realms beyond that would not be out of reach.
Having personally experienced Lu Haotian's memories and witnessed the prowess of Nirvana Realm experts when they acted, Fang Chen believed that he could very well reach the pinnacle of martial arts himself. So why would he feel awe for mere Heavenly Realm warriors? Especially when they had repeatedly attacked him right at his "doorstep" and had already taken action against him.
It was impossible not to feel disappointed with the Ziyang Sect.
After all, a strong sect is crucial for every Heavenly Pride individual. Even for someone like Fang Chen, who was considered a freak among Heavenly Pride individuals, before fully growing up, such a sect served as a shelter from storms and prevented premature demise. Yet now, it was clear that this protective function had not been fully realized.
However, while feeling disappointed with the Ziyang Sect, Fang Chen was quite grateful for Luo Qingyan, the cool and composed woman he had just met, who had repeatedly helped him out of crises. This gratitude reached a new level now that Luo Qingyan was preparing to face six opponents at once for him.
Fang Chen understood very well that with Luo Qingyan's strength and her comprehension of Great Dao Power, she would have no problem dealing with any one of the six. However, taking on all six at once was still too much to ask; it was almost akin to self-harm.
With his powerful Soul Power, Fang Chen could clearly sense the strength of the six individuals. This also led him to discover that among them, Chu Fangtian, who had been the most aggressive and had attacked him multiple times, was actually the weakest. Even Liu Dong, who had chosen to retreat under Luo Qingyan's threat, was stronger than him. Among the other four, whether it was the middle-aged man wielding a long sword exuding a terrifying sharp aura or the smiling Elder in Robe, they all possessed an aura strikingly similar to Luo Qingyan's.
That aura was what one referred to as Great Dao Power.
Among the six, two shared Great Dao Power with Luo Qingyan, while the others, although lacking this power, were still extremely formidable beings within the Heavenly Realm. Even though Luo Qingyan ranked first in strength among them, this first place did not imply absolute dominance; if she were to face all six at once, she would inevitably be overwhelmed in a short time.
This was a Deadlock!
Fang Chen felt deeply moved by Luo Qingyan stepping up to protect him at such a critical moment. However, he did not lose his composure; upon careful analysis, his brow furrowed even more.
Although he possessed freakish talent and astonishing Supreme Creation potential with limitless prospects ahead of him, he held no awe for the warriors of the Heavenly Realm. Given enough time, he could easily surpass them.
But those were matters for the future and only possible if Fang Chen could continue his cultivation without setbacks. Right now, with only Body Refinement Realm cultivation under his belt, if he were to face a Heavenly Realm expert alone, he would likely be completely obliterated without any chance of survival.
"It seems I can only use that move," Fang Chen murmured as a strand of consciousness gradually sank into his Soul Sea.
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