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In the Northern Mountain, in the Servants' Area, above where everyone was gathered.
At this moment, a gentle breeze stirred, and what was once a fogless surroundings suddenly revealed a thin mist. The mist swirled in, as if opening a pathway, and within it, a young man dressed in a luxurious white robe was striding forward.
This young man was clad in snow-white attire, with long hair cascading over his shoulders. He was extraordinarily handsome, his face almost flawless, and his demeanor distinctly set him apart from those present. Even when encountering Song Donglai for the first time, the latter's celestial-like aura paled in comparison to the overwhelming presence of this young man.
The White-Robed Youth appeared calm, his flawless features exuding an unyielding tranquility akin to that of a mountain standing firm before an avalanche. As he approached, the mist rolled around him as if he were riding clouds on level ground.
He slightly lowered his head, and his starry, deep-set eyes suddenly swept toward the direction of Song Nanfeng and Fang Chen.
In that instant when the young man's gaze fell upon them, Fang Chen's pupils constricted sharply, and a sense of life-and-death crisis surged from the depths of his heart. Fixated on the White-Robed Youth who walked through the void, Fang Chen exclaimed, "Inner Sect Disciple!"
With the cultivation of the Primordial Embryo Realm, that high-and-mighty aura that seemed to command everything needed no words or embellishments; just one glance was enough for Fang Chen to determine that this White-Robed Youth was undoubtedly an Inner Sect Disciple—and one who might be exceptionally strong among them! After all, the aura he emanated was simply too unique.
Surrounded by Dark Power, Song Nanfeng also sensed something unusual outside. Suddenly, his expression changed as he fixed his gaze on the air where the White-Robed Youth stood. A flicker of fear crossed his scarred face as he whispered in astonishment, "Brother Bai!"
Not only him; even Song Donglai, who had been sullen and had seemingly looked down on Song Nanfeng from the beginning, showed a flash of awe when his eyes met the White-Robed Youth in midair.
"Bai Xingchen," he murmured under his breath while his eyes flickered with uncertainty.
"Oh my, it's actually Inner Sect Brother Bai."
"Brother Bai? Could it be that Bai Xingchen who ranks extremely high among all Inner Sect Disciples?"
"When did White Star become involved with the Enforcement Hall?..."
"Fang Chen is in trouble..."
Among the crowd, there were evidently quite a few well-informed individuals who quickly recognized the White-Robed Youth hovering in mid-air.
"White Star." Listening to the somewhat noisy discussions around him, Fang Chen's brows furrowed tightly, and the calm expression on his handsome face had long since vanished.
He could contend with warriors from the Alchemy Realm; even if he was not as strong, self-preservation would not be difficult. However, facing the existence of the Primordial Embryo Realm made self-preservation seem utterly futile. Moreover, those who could become Inner Sect Disciples were not weak; within the Primordial Embryo Realm, they were all relatively powerful beings.
The White-Robed Youth arriving now was among the top-ranked Inner Sect Disciples of Ziyang Sect. As he stepped through the mist, his presence alone demonstrated an immense Vital Energy and exquisite control techniques. This kind of power was far beyond what Fang Chen could contend with.
"Run!"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Fang Chen hesitated for almost no time. He swept his sleeve, instantly drawing all the Dark Power that had spread around him into the Underworld Evil Eye. Then, taking advantage of Song Nanfeng's distraction due to White Star's arrival, he moved swiftly to escape into the distance.
At that moment, in mid-air, the beautiful and flawless face of White Star emerged from the mist, a slight smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. His gentle voice instantly filled the surroundings.
"Stop."
These two simple words carried an invisible wave that swept over Fang Chen, causing his already fleeing figure to freeze in place.
"Spatial Cage!" Feeling a powerful compressive force surrounding him, Fang Chen's complexion changed dramatically. A reddish hue gradually spread across his pale face as the sleeves of his robe suddenly tore into shreds and flew away. The veins on his white arms bulged as an explosive force erupted from within him. The space around him, which felt like thick paste, began to ripple at that moment. Finally able to move again, Fang Chen's previously stiff body began to stir.
"Eh?" A light sound echoed from mid-air as Bai Xingchen looked at Fang Chen, who was struggling violently and about to break free from the spatial cage. A rare expression of surprise flashed across his flawless and serene face. Soon after, a faint smile appeared on his face as he stepped closer to Fang Chen in the air.
Walking through the void, it was as if he were stepping on invisible stairs. Bai Xingchen, who ranked highly among the Inner Sect Disciples of Ziyang Sect, resembled a deity emerging from mythology, with a perfect and unparalleled aura that captivated everyone.
Fang Chen struggled intensely, but at that moment, just as he was about to break free from the spatial cage, his body suddenly froze. He felt a powerful aura enveloping him; any rash movement would likely invite a devastating attack from the other party!
Fixing his gaze on Bai Xingchen, Fang Chen sensed that at this moment, everyone around had their eyes focused on him. Even among the onlookers, those closest to him—at least several meters away—seemed to feel unsafe and quickly retreated, creating an empty space of nearly ten meters around Fang Chen.
A sense of loneliness spread through Fang Chen's heart, as if the entire world had abandoned him at this moment. All of this was due to Bai Xingchen's arrival.
No one spoke. If there were still some who believed in Fang Chen's ability to turn danger into safety when Song Nanfeng made his move, now with Bai Xingchen's presence, no one held any hope for Fang Chen. Bai Xingchen's reputation was too great; his personal arrival seemed to indicate an intention to take action against Fang Chen, who was merely at the Body Refinement Realm, leaving everyone in shock.
"The sect rules state that within two days, no one is allowed to disturb us newcomers who have yet to participate in the Entry Examination in any form. Even the Enforcement Hall cannot arbitrarily impose a quota and take someone away," Fang Chen gritted his teeth and spoke slowly.
He knew that these words might hardly intimidate the other party. Unlike Song Nanfeng, Bai Xingchen was indeed powerful but was not a member of the Enforcement Hall; under these sect rules, there were no loopholes for him to exploit. Moreover, Bai Xingchen's strength was something Fang Chen could not contend with at this moment. Unless he resorted to that forbidden move—which would be tantamount to mutual destruction—there was no chance of survival using such one-time forbidden techniques within Ziyang Sect.
Thus, even so, Fang Chen still spoke up. He wanted to try and cling to that last glimmer of hope.
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