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The faint smell of blood spread around the Second Cabin, where silence reigned and all eyes were focused on the bloodied hands of the young man.
Withdrawing his hand from Song Donglai's chest, Qi Energy gently surged within him, shaking off the blood. Fang Chen's handsome face showed little emotion. He cast a calm glance at the lifeless Song Donglai before sweeping his gaze around and turning to leave.
From the moment Fang Chen appeared in this Second Cabin until now, only a few dozen breaths had passed. During this time, his overwhelming strength and decisive methods left many Outer Sect Disciples who witnessed it with slightly narrowed pupils, their gazes toward Fang Chen now tinged with an awe that hadn’t existed before.
At the moment of Song Donglai's death, in a hidden chamber somewhere within Ziyang Sect.
A young man sitting cross-legged, seemingly immersed in cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes. Two beams of cold light shot out from his eyes as he did so.
“Donglai is dead,” the young man said softly, his slightly gaunt face appearing dim and bright in the low light, adding an air of charm to him.
“Even if he was useless, he was still a member of Qixiao Sect and my Song Tian's nephew.” The young man murmured to himself, his words devoid of much anger, as if he were calmly recounting an event. Yet it was this unusual calmness that sent a chill down one's spine.
“A True Disciple? What a pity he is just a lucky fool with a title... In the Colorful Sacred Realm, killing is not forbidden... Since he has entered, he need not come out.” With extreme confidence and an air of control, the young man's voice sounded almost like a judgment. As he spoke, his sleeves fluttered, and pieces of jade glowing with faint blue light shot into the air before vanishing quietly like fish into the sea.
Almost half a minute later, in the first cabin, Song Nanfeng, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes wide and stared directly at the rippling void before him. Sensing a familiar aura emanating from it, awe flashed across Song Nanfeng's scarred face.
Suddenly, a piece of faint blue jade shot out from the rippling void.
Crack!
As the jade emerged from the void, it shattered violently. However, at that moment of shattering, a faint voice echoed from within the jade.
“Kill this person in the Colorful Sacred Realm.”
As these words were spoken, a wave of Divine Consciousness surged into Song Nanfeng's mind, forming an image out of thin air. And this image was...
"Fang Chen!" Looking at the familiar figure in his mind, Song Nanfeng exclaimed. He then gazed at the completely shattered communication jade pendant in front of him, his expression slightly tense.
"Song Donglai is dead," Song Nanfeng murmured to himself. Although the previous faint voice only instructed him to kill Fang Chen in the Colorful Sacred Realm without mentioning Song Donglai at all, it was clear to the temperamental Song Nanfeng that there was only one possibility for the latter to take such personal action and send a message.
That was that Song Donglai was dead!
"What a unfortunate fellow." He shook his head, a hint of pity on his face. Clearly, from the perspective of Song Nanfeng, who did not know the truth, Song Donglai's death seemed to be a result of an unfortunate teleportation to Fang Chen's side after entering the Ancient Ship, which led to his sudden fall.
"Fang Chen."
"That guy who suddenly became a True Disciple... must be killed..."
"In the Colorful Sacred Realm, where killing is not forbidden, that's fine..."
...
Song Nanfeng was unaware that at the same time he received the communication jade pendant, similar scenes were unfolding in many places aboard the Ancient Ship. Song Tian's arrangements clearly involved more than just him! Following this, several figures began searching for Fang Chen within the four sections of the Ancient Ship's cabins. A subtle atmosphere of murderous intent gradually spread throughout the Ancient Ship.
"Hmm?" After killing Song Donglai and returning to the third cabin of the ship, Fang Chen suddenly raised an eyebrow, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.
With an immensely powerful Divine Consciousness, he could clearly sense what was happening inside the Ancient Ship. Previously, he distinctly felt an unusual spatial force seeping into the Ancient Ship. Following this spatial force, some figures within the four sections of the Ancient Ship began to move around and were subtly making their way toward his direction.
Recognizing that something unusual was afoot, Fang Chen did not believe that this slightly strange scene was merely coincidental.
Since it wasn't coincidence, it meant... they were coming for him!
"They're quick on their feet," Fang Chen said lightly as he cast his gaze toward the direction of Ziyang Sect.
Having just slain Song Donglai, this Mutation occurred immediately afterward. It was hard for him to believe that there was no connection between the two.
"One, two, three, four, five, six—six Late Stage of Transformation Realm fellows." With a sweep of his vast Divine Consciousness, Song Nanfeng and his group received a message from Song Tian and began to slowly encircle Fang Chen, completely invisible to them.
"On the Ancient Ship, these six shouldn't make a move. If they do, it will likely be after entering the Colorful Sacred Realm," Fang Chen analyzed quietly. After all, he currently held the identity of a True Disciple; even if these six were audacious, they wouldn't dare act on the Ancient Ship in front of other Ziyang Sect martial artists.
However, although the six wouldn't act at this moment, once they surrounded him and dragged him to the arrival of the Colorful Sacred Realm, it would be extremely troublesome. After all, Fang Chen's strength was only comparable to an ordinary Late Stage of Transformation Realm martial artist at this time; facing two opponents would force him to flee in embarrassment. If surrounded by these six, it was highly likely he wouldn't even be able to escape.
There was no time to waste; he needed to flee now!
With a flicker of his gaze, Fang Chen made his decision instantly.
The coverage range of an Alchemy Realm martial artist's Divine Consciousness was limited and unable to probe every corner of the ship's cabin. However, Fang Chen could constantly observe the movements of the six. In this advantageous situation where the enemy was unaware of his presence, he was confident he could stall until the Colorful Sacred Realm arrived. As long as he wasn't surrounded by these six at that time, he could take the opportunity to escape.
A gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years; although Fang Chen couldn't wait ten years, he still had a few days to spare.
Memorizing the appearances and auras of the six individuals, including Song Nanfeng, Fang Chen moved and immediately left his original position.
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