Fan Lang spoke with grave seriousness.
The students looked at one another after hearing this. The Enlightenment Battle was already dangerous, yet what Fan Lang intended to do was ten times more dangerous. What kind of concept was that?
Could he be planning to fight a Mystic God?
Different people's words carried different weight. Words spoken by Fan Lang carried considerable weight, and the students believed him.
"Is it really that dangerous? Do you want me to go with you?" Meng Feihong asked Fan Lang quietly.
Others said similar things as well.
Especially the students from the inferior class.
After spending so much time together, an invisible bond had formed between them and Fan Lang.
Fan Lang shook his head. "Just follow my arrangements. You don't need to come with me. I know what I'm doing. All right, hurry up and leave. I'll be taking a different route."
Only then did the students leave, passing through the black mist at the fork in the road. Meng Feihong in particular kept looking back with every few steps, glancing at Fan Lang several more times.
For the rest of the Enlightenment Battle, they could only rely on themselves and that map. The true trial was only beginning now. Fan Lang had withdrawn the arm that had sheltered them from the wind and rain.
Only one "student" remained behind at Fan Lang's side.
Assuming Yun Feiyang counted as a student.
Fan Lang still needed Yun Feiyang to serve as a guide on the road ahead, along with other important duties that only Yun Feiyang could handle.
"Let's be on our way."
Fan Lang turned around, and Yun Feiyang walked beside him.
The two said nothing as they traveled, focusing on the road as they passed one turning point after another and encountered all