Fang Yu lowered his head slightly, looking at the black-glowing orb in his hand. His eyes were filled with icy killing intent.
This orb imbued with the power of heaven and earth’s laws is also one of the secret techniques of the Ziyan Palace.
Fang Yu raised his eyes and looked towards Wanlong in the distance.
Contacting Fang Yu’s eyes, Wanlong’s heart skipped a beat.
After witnessing Fang Yu’s various inconceivable abilities, Wan Long’s unease grew stronger.
He slowly merged the figure of Dao Tian in front of him with the image of that man from years ago.
“How is this possible!? It’s been over two thousand years! If that man didn’t ascend, he must have died! How could he still be alive!?” Wanlong comforted himself.
But ever since he had thought of that man, his heart could not find peace.
That man was a nightmare for the disciples of their Ziyan Palace generation!
Even after nearly two thousand years of slumber, he could not forget the fear that man had instilled in them!
The man who brought the Ziyan Palace to bloodshed, nearly wiping them out!
If it hadn’t been for the Supreme Elder of Ziyan Palace who, in the most critical moment, activated the Sect’s divine stone to save the souls of many disciples, Ziyan Palace would have truly been destroyed!
Bandung, will never have a chance to see the light of day again!
But now, just as the plan to revitalize Ziyangu Palace is about to begin, he encounters Daotian, who in many ways resembles that man!
I hope it’s not that man… Please, don’t let it be that man!
Bandung in my heart’s prayer.
At this moment, Fang Yu moved.
He held a fireball in his hand and charged towards Wanlong.
Makassar came to his senses, his face changed drastically, and immediately activated his Flashing Steps.
He brought his hands together, a golden light flashed across his body, and in an instant he vanished to a spot a hundred meters away.
“My soul power is almost completely drained! I must flee from here!” Wan Long thought to himself.
Fang Yu’s displayed strength was truly overwhelming.
Even a sphere containing the power of heaven and earth’s laws, he could command it with his hands!
What can’t he do?
At this moment, Bandung has completely lost any desire to fight Fang Yu.
He just wanted to escape with Xiao Chen’s body.
Otherwise, Xiao Chen would definitely die at Fang Yu’s hands.
His soul had slept for almost two thousand years, and after waking, he waited for hundreds more before finally finding someone like Xiao Chen, a suitable and destined person.
And now, Xiao Chen is an important part of the Purple Flame Palace’s revival plan and absolutely cannot make a mistake!
Otherwise, the revival plan for Ziyangu Palace would likely be delayed by many years!
Bandung gritted his teeth, ceaselessly activating Flashstep.
Golden light flickered incessantly in the air, each flicker moving a distance of roughly one hundred meters.
In just ten seconds, Bandung escaped by nearly a thousand kilometers.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, watching Wan Long’s escape direction, his gaze was icy cold.
“Want to race?”
Fang Yu lightly tapped the air and landed on a statue in the square next to Longwei Stage.
“Slap! Slap! Slap!”
Fang Yu stepped on the statue with his foot, feeling that it was quite solid.
Then, he took a step back with his left foot and slightly bent his right leg.
“Bang!”
Under his feet, a surge of pale red true qi erupted.
Fang Yu’s body pressed back slightly, as if gathering strength.
A moment later.
“”.
With a deafening roar, Fang Yu was launched into the air, transforming into a long rainbow in mid-flight!
“Whoosh…”
A deafening sonic boom ripped through the air!
And a few seconds later, the stone sculpture that Fang Yu used as a jumping point collapsed with a deafening roar!
By this point, Bandung had already run almost two kilometers.
“My soul power can only last for five more minutes, I have to speed up!” Wanlong’s face was pale, frantically running the Flashing Spirit Step.
This spell, originally called the Spirit Flash Formula, …
This spell allows for the instantaneous spatial transfer of a person’s body, but it places immense strain on both their physical form and internal energy.
With such intense exertion of the Flashing Spirit Technique, Wan Long’s internal Qi was consumed at a tremendous rate. Additionally, his physical body had to endure immense pressure.
But he had no other choice, he had to do it! He even didn’t hesitate to burn his soul power!
Xiao Chen is now the most important fire source of Ziyan Palace, he must protect him!
Wulon gritted his teeth and continued to operate the Soul-Flashing Art, once again flashing to a distance of over a hundred meters away.
He had just steadied himself when he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying presence behind him!
Bandung’s face changed dramatically. He turned his head and saw a red light streak charging towards him at incredible speed!
He actually caught up?!
How is it possible for him to be so fast!?
Bandung’s face was pale, his mind in turmoil.
He wanted to run the Flashing Spirit Technique again, his hands were about to come together.
“Bang!”
At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He widened his eyes, looking at Fang Yu in front of him, with only fear in his eyes.
Fang Yu’s right hand still held the orb, his face expressionless.
“Tell me, your true identity,” Fang Yu spoke, his voice as cold as frost.
Bandung’s mouth was filled with blood, his eyes suddenly hardened, and he clasped his hands together, wanting to operate the Flashing Spirit Technique.
But before his left hand could touch his right, he was caught by Fang Yu.
Fang Yu pulled with all his might, and he actually tore off Wanlong’s entire left hand!
Bandung’s left shoulder was broken, blood splattering.
“Ah…” Wanlong cried out in pain.
“I ask again, what is your true identity? Why does the Purple Flame Palace still have remnants?” Fang Yu asked coldly.
At the sound of “remnants,” Wan Long’s cries abruptly ceased.
These two words confirmed his thoughts.
The person before us harbors immense hatred for the Ziyangu Palace, referring to him as a remnant.
This suggests that he is very likely the man from back then!
“You, you are…” Wan Long’s voice trembled violently.
“I am, Fang Yu.” Fang Yu’s voice, like the roar of a devil in hell, entered Wanlong’s ears and struck his heart.
Feiyu!
It’s actually Fang Yu!
This man, he really still exists in the world!
“Why are you still alive… how is this possible?!” Wan Long asked, his eyes wide with disbelief.
“Answer my question,” Fang Yu said coldly. “I destroyed the Ziyan Palace back then, why are there still remnants now? Where did you come from?”
Blood flowed from Bandung’s mouth. His eyes first widened in disbelief, then filled with fear, before finally hardening into resolve and madness.
After confirming Fang Yu’s identity, he knew that neither he nor Xiao Chen would survive today.
If that’s the case, there’s nothing to be afraid of!
Back then, he had already died once! Dying again today, how could that be any different?
The only regret is that Xiao Chen, who was closest to activating the sect’s divine stone and awakening all the slumbering souls, will also fall here today.
The revival plan of Ziyan Palace is likely to be delayed for many years.
Originally, as the Supreme Elder’s chosen few soul spirits capable of awakening autonomously, he was to complete the revival plan thoroughly.
But now, he has failed.
The revival plan for Ziyan Palace can only be entrusted to the other fellow disciples.
Although I don’t know where they are now, or if they have awakened.
But Bandung is certain that these fellow disciples will, sooner or later, complete the plan laid out by the former Grand Elder!
Anyway, the Ziyan Palace has been silent for so many years, it’s not afraid of a few more!
“Fang Yu is still alive… It seems that Heaven wants to give our Ziyan Palace a chance for revenge!”
“Who should die? I hope you can figure it out.” Fang Yu said coldly, at the same time extending his left hand and tapping on Wulong’s forehead.
He wanted to use soul-searching magic to obtain all the information from Wanlong.
But as a glimmer of light appeared at his fingertips, Fang Yu frowned.
This spirit of Bandung. It remains only a trace, almost completely dissipated.
In this case, he couldn’t perform a soul extraction at all.
“Hahaha… Fang Yu, you don’t need to know anything! Just wait for that day to come! When our sect is fully restored, they will definitely find you, to avenge me, to avenge the elders who died back then!”
“Fang Yu, I’ll be waiting for you in hell!” Wanlong said in a frenzied voice, while a black aura emanated from his body.
His eyes flashed, returning to their normal black and white.
This means that the spiritual power of Bandung has been completely depleted, and it has utterly dispersed.