Under Xu Fan's urging, Good Brother went to the Hundred-thousand Li Great Lake to work on the sequel.
Xu Fan, meanwhile, returned to the Underground Space and began his arduous labor.
Just as he was about to get to work, his gaze inexplicably turned toward the void.
"What is it?" Clone No. 2 asked. Whenever the main body encountered some sudden incident, he usually wore that expression.
"The Avatar Jade Talisman I placed on the patrolling Universe Vessel in the starfield has been activated."
"They probably ran into something they couldn't shake off with the Star Vessel," Xu Fan said.
"You needn't worry about that. In this barren stretch of starfield, there's nothing your Avatar Jade Talisman can't handle," Clone No. 2 said.
Even at seventy percent of the main body's current strength, dealing with a True Immortal would be as easy as turning one's hand over.
Xu Fan nodded, but at that moment, a sense of danger welled up in his heart.
Then, the memories from before the Avatar Jade Talisman was shattered flooded into Xu Fan's mind.
"They encountered a Small Immortal Realm in the starfield—a standalone Small Immortal Realm without the support of a Middle Thousand World." Xu Fan's expression turned grave.
In the memories that had returned, the avatar possessing seventy percent of his combat power had led the Universe Vessel in a breakout while surrounded by more than ten True Immortals. He had stayed behind to cover their retreat, only to be defeated by the combined assault of those True Immortals.
But they had not fared well either. Before dying, that avatar had dragged three of them down with him, while most of the remaining True Immortals had been left half-crippled.
"A Small Immortal Realm without the support of a Middle Thousand World is terrifying,"