Gao Wu: Others practice martial arts, but you cultivate immortality?

"Where is he?!" Chu Yuan also looked at Di Jin;

He only sensed a faint spatial fluctuation before Kunmo's body was sucked into the door... But what exactly was that thing?

Kunmo had such a trump card, why didn't he use it sooner?

Why do you only use it after being beaten half to death? What kind of weird fetish do you have?

"The Tower of Ascension..." Dickin looked in the direction from which the light had emerged, his face extremely grim.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had really done something wrong.

Helping Chu Yuan and even preventing Feng Zhao from summoning the powerful figures of the Great Qin was solely to prevent the Desolate Demon Secret Realm from being targeted by the Great Qin. The secondary reason was to ease the relationship with the Zhenwu Bureau.

However, the current situation seems even worse than when an eighth-realm expert enters the Desolate Demon Secret Realm...

But this is the guidance of the Great Ruler. How could the guidance of the Ruler be wrong?

Besides, Kunmo is no good either!

It was Chu Yuan who hit you, why are you arguing with me? I only helped you a little bit at most...

Chu Yuan asked again, "What exactly is the Tower of Ascension?"

"..." Dickin did not answer him again, and his figure vanished in a blur once more...

......

Chu Yuan released his divine sense, but he could not find Di Jin and Kunmo within the range it covered.

He activated the Reverse Fate Divine Technique again, and the direction of the feedback from the technique was all under that bright light in the distance... After thinking for a moment, he decided to go and meet up with Feng Zhao first.

Feng Zhao hadn't run far. When Chu Yuan found him, he was holding Sun Meng's hand, listening to her talk.

They didn't even look up at that unusual light...

At this moment, Sun Meng's body was like a broken piece of porcelain, covered with cracks of all sizes.

It gives the impression that it would fall apart if it moved even slightly...

"Cough cough...Where are the alien races?" Sun Meng saw Chu Yuan and asked, her voice barely audible.

"Kunmo ran away..." Chu Yuan replied;

Sun Meng's burst of energy was extremely short, but very effective.

After Kunmo devoured his own kind, she fell into a terminal state... but Kunmo naturally couldn't care less about her;

The other enemies, whether they were strange creatures or wild demons, all primarily targeted Chu Yuan, thus miraculously surviving the chaotic battle...

"They ran away..." Sun Meng's tone revealed a hint of resentment;

Then, seemingly dismissively, he added, "These alien races... have never had the courage to burn their bridges..."

Chu Yuan and Feng Zhao both remained silent;

That's true. If Kunmo had been ruthless from the start, with their lineup, they might have actually succeeded... But clearly, they weren't coming here with the intention of exchanging partners.

Not all people from other races are afraid of death, and not everyone in the Qin Dynasty is unafraid of life.

However, it is true that when faced with a desperate situation, Qin warriors would adopt a suicidal fighting style, without considering even the slightest hope of escape.

After all, the revival of martial arts has been too short, and the ferocity that has been passed down since the early days of martial arts has not yet dissipated.

In a situation where survival is uncertain, no one thinks about the future...

The Nightmare Insects, with their long history, believe that as long as they live, they can create greater value...

"Chu Yuan..." Sun Meng spoke again, a hint of hesitation in her voice, "I..."

Chu Yuan spoke before she could, saying in a deep voice: "The Nightmare Insect Clan plotted to ambush and kill the patrol envoy, and destroyed the Zhenwu Bureau's outpost in the Western Continent."

Sun Meng, Guo Ming, and Li Wei, all three commanders, died fighting bravely against the foreign tribes, making significant contributions!

Your family members... will be forgiven if they return what they shouldn't have!

A forced smile appeared on Sun Meng's face as she slowly said, "No...this isn't good..."

We died, and the Zhenwu Bureau forced them to hand over the benefits they had received...

They would feel that the person had left and the tea had gone cold, which would damage the reputation of the Zhenwu Bureau...

Feng Zhao said softly, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

"I trust you......

Chu Yuan... he's too young... just a little kid..." The cracks on Sun Meng's body increased, making him look ferocious and terrifying;

Chu Yuan remained silent;

Feng Zhao continued, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Feng Zhao...it's a good thing you're...an orphan..."

Feng Zhao laughed and said, "Go ahead and curse me, I won't argue with you."

"Li Wei... he calls you all the time... a hypocrite, an idiot..."

Even your own teammates... aren't on your side!

But when I say this... I'm not insulting you... do you understand?

Feng Zhao nodded: "I understand. You guys are too sentimental. Sometimes you have no choice but to do things yourselves."

In the outer space battlefield, any situation can be resolved with force;

But you can't use force against your own family.

In fact, apart from specific martial arts resources, everything else is meaningless to us...

Sun Meng seemed very happy: "That's right...you really do understand."

Please apologize to the teacher on my behalf.

I have failed...his...expectations..."

Her voice grew lower and lower until it disappeared;

As Feng Zhao held her hand, dust-like powder began to fall from it.

He gently lowered her hand and used his energy to dig a hole next to it;

They then used a knife to carve several stone slabs, pieced them together to form a simple coffin, placed Sun Meng's body inside, and buried him...

There was no monument, only a small earthen mound;

Feng Zhao looked around and then picked up a few more flowers and stuck them in front of the earthen slope.

"Please bow."

"Um......"

......

"Let's go." Feng Zhao looked up at the 'scorching sun' in the distance;

"Did you two have a prior relationship?"

"Are there many seventh-realm martial artists in the Great Qin?"

"..." Chu Yuan sighed, unsure of what to say;

Feng Zhao said, "Don't overthink it, this is already the best possible outcome."

You are indeed still young... In fact, they are very grateful for this opportunity to sacrifice.

Apart from those at the Ninth Realm, no martial artist's sacrifice is intolerable;

Even a powerful figure at the level of a legion commander will be judged if the bottom line is crossed...

Chu Yuan nodded and changed the subject: "Kunmo escaped to the Tower of Ascension, and Dijin chased after him... What is the Tower of Ascension?"

Feng Zhao pointed to the 'scorching sun' in the distance;

"That is the Tower of Ascension."

"...Of course I know, but it wasn't mentioned in the information I received about the Desolate Demon Realm before I accepted the mission."

"The information is outdated... This secret has only started circulating in recent years."

"No updates?"

Feng Zhao glanced at Chu Yuan and said vaguely, "It was just hearsay anyway, and supposedly the benefits are huge..."

"..." Chu Yuan immediately understood. In other words, the four major powers of the Western Continent had tacitly covered up this news.

"What are the benefits, exactly?"

"I've also heard that... if the ritual can be completed, a seventh-realm martial artist can directly advance to the eighth realm."

Chu Yuan frowned, sensing that something was amiss;

If it were that simple, Kunmo and Dickinbu would have created it long ago, right? Why wait until they had no other choice?

"What if the ceremony can't be completed?"

"They will be transformed into Wild Demons..."