288: C288 Tragic

C288 Tragic

"You have a point. Those who were truly in a high position would show their might without getting angry, while those who were able to slash others with their eyes wouldn't come out empty-handed. However, it didn't matter if it was the Great Yin's Emperor or King Qianzhen. Neither of them could reach such a level. If there's a chance in the future, you will naturally see someone like him. " Black Turtle said.

Yang Fann nodded.

"Then, Ancestor, with my invincible heart, what level is I at for me to step into the Concept of Martial Arts?" Yang Fann asked.

This was what he was most concerned about.

Xuan Wu had already said before that there were many ways to enter the martial arts Concept, and all of them were different.

In that case, there would inevitably be differences between the superior and inferior.

However, to Yang Fann's surprise, Black Turtle became silent.

"Alright, I've already told you everything I need to tell you. Your current combat strength should be the limit of your Human-pill Stage. However, you still have to suppress them, you definitely cannot break through. You must wait until the Golden Martial Spirit awakens before breaking through. " Black Turtle said after a moment.

Yang Fann: "..."

"Ancestor, I'm asking about my invincible creative concept. What level is it at?" Yang Fann blinked and asked again.

Black Turtle slightly lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"Ancestor?" Seeing that Black Turtle didn't say anything, Yang Fann tried again.

But this time, Black Turtle was even more straightforward. He directly entered deep into the Sea of Consciousness and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fann was speechless. Helpless, he could only immerse himself and slowly start to understand.

Inside his Sea of Consciousness, Black Turtle saw Yang Fann cultivating by himself and slowly raised its head:

"An invincible concept … In this world, only someone as vicious as him would dare to walk this path. "It's too difficult!" Black Turtle let out a long sigh and then fell silent.

In the blink of an eye, one day passed.

After winning the battle, Yang Fann also had some gains in his heart. Yang Fann pushed open the door and walked out.

At this moment, Huo Zhibai's figure had already disappeared without a trace. It was clear that he had comprehended something from that battle and was now looking for confirmation.

"Senior Yang, you've finally come out. If you don't come out now, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the pressure and will have to leave you." Liu Chong stepped forward and said to Yang Fann.

There was even a tinge of bitterness in his eyes.

Yang Fann felt a chill in his heart and a sense of astonishment appeared in his heart.

It was not only Liu Chong who displayed that gaze. Almost the eyes of the several people next to him were filled with anticipation.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fann asked.

"Third Master Huo left early this morning. He is heading towards the other factions." Liu Chong said.

Yang Fann lowered his head and muttered to himself. He thought to himself that Huo Zhibai indeed had his own comprehensions. Right now, he was probably going to fight.

"What's the situation with the other factions?" Yang Fann asked.

"What else can we do? This Sin Land, I'm afraid it's going to be a complete riot this time. The brothers have already explored for a while, the other factions are just like us, we are also surrounded by Sin Branch City." Liu Chong said indifferently. He was extremely worried.

Clearly, they also realized the seriousness of the problem. Because this time, it was a full-fledged rebellion. Within this Sin Land …

Never happened.

They were not stupid. On the contrary, to be able to survive this long of a Sin Land, it was enough to show that their minds were clear.

"If that's the case, then you should stay in the campsite. Since the people from Sin City have already attacked our side, there shouldn't be any more attacks for now. "Or rather, as long as those camps are not broken through, this place will be safe." Yang Fann said lightly.

Everyone nodded.

When Huo Zhibai left, they were also extremely confused and didn't know how to choose.

Other than Huo Zhibai, Yang Fann's fighting strength was the highest. That was why they were waiting for him and listening to his advice.

"Then what about you, Senior Yang?" someone asked.

"Since San Ye has already passed, I will naturally go take a look." Yang Fann said.

On one hand, Yang Fann was worried about Huo Zhibai. However, most of them wanted to make sure that all of the sinful people would stay behind.

He hated evil, and that was probably what he was thinking.

After saying that, Yang Fann's Fire Wing appeared and he prepared to go.

However, just as Yang Fann's figure was about to rise into the air, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Senior Yang!"

The owner of this voice was Liu Chong.

Yang Fann turned around and looked at Liu Chong.

Liu Chong's eyes were filled with expectation:

"Senior brother Yang, you've returned safely." Liu Chong said indifferently.

After him, the rest of the people started to speak as well.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang. If possible, bring San Ye back as well."

"With our current combat power, we won't be able to help much if we go, but it's a fearless sacrifice. But if you guys are truly unable to withstand it, then come back. We will use our own bodies to fight you one last time. "

"Right, as long as you return, then we will fight together for the rest."

Everyone said.

Yang Fann felt a chill in his heart as a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

Although these people had been expelled, they were all true characters. They knew that with their current combat strength, even if they followed Yang Fann, it would still be of great use. On the contrary, it would even drag down Yang Fann's hind legs, affecting his battle with Huo Zhibai.

They knew their own limits, so they knew that the best outcome would be if they stayed.

"Alright, when I return, I will bring you all home." Yang Fann nodded heavily and said what he had always wanted to say to them.

Everyone was stunned, and at some inexplicable moment, their eyes all glowed with light. These words were the desire that they suppressed within their hearts. They had originally given up hope.

But now, they believed Yang Fann's words.

Yang Fann used his Fire Wing to travel for dozens of kilometers before he finally saw a battlefield.

On this battlefield, it was similarly tragic. In fact, it was even more tragic than their own camp.

Their corpses were lying prone on the ground, and their blood stained the entire area.

The smell of blood filled the entire space.1

In the distance, the battle continued. Everyone from the Celestial Sect was on the verge of death.

Yang Fann even saw a few familiar figures among them. However, it had already become a corpse. Song Qing and Song Qing with their Shenwu Sect, as well as the people with Qingyang Sect from before, as well as Bei Chen and Wild-Blade Sect, had all died in battle.

Even if it was his Innate Seventh Layer, he was still unable to escape this calamity.

It could be said that the entire battlefield was basically controlled by the people from the Hundred Evils City. Even those who were still persevering in the battle were already at the end of their wits. However, the only thing that made Yang Fann feel relieved was that he did not find Huo Zhibai's figure among them. In other words, Huo Zhibai didn't come to this battlefield.

However, Yang Fann didn't intend to leave just like that.

He needed to fight. He also wanted to fight.

But at this moment, a figure appeared beside Yang Fann:

"What's wrong? Do you want to save them?" A voice rang out. It was Yan Fei.

"You've been here all along?" Yang Fann spoke with a hint of coldness in his voice.

"I was there, or I never left. However, I didn't make a move. Anyone who wanted to obtain something had to pay a corresponding price. I can take them out, and the price they have to pay is to survive this war. " Yan Fei said with a cold expression.

It was as though in his view of the world, the lives and deaths of these people held no meaning whatsoever.

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