Mortal Bone: Practice Makes Perfect, Hard Grinding to Become a Martial Saint
Chapter 839

Guardian Beast

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Fang Mo hurried all the way toward the Land of Guidance. Whenever he encountered exotic beasts, he killed them outright. Along the way, he ran into several groups of Trial Takers, and whenever he saw them in danger, he lent a hand. But he did not linger, heading straight for the Land of Guidance.

"It should be up ahead!"

He stood atop a mountain peak and looked toward the layered ranges in the distance. Yet there were no trees on those mountains, as if they were part of a withered, desolate world. That place seemed to be his destination.

Just as he was about to move, his heart suddenly jolted, and his feet stopped at once.

"It seems something concerning me has happened?"

Fang Mo covered his chest. With his current body, it was impossible for him to have a heart problem. Yet in the darkness, he sensed that something related to him had occurred.

But he was not skilled in the art of divination and had no idea what had happened.

Ling Cangyan had fallen. The pillar supporting him in the Tianli Sect had collapsed.

If Fang Mo had known, would he have suspected himself of being a lone star of misfortune? Gu Lingfeng had acknowledged him as a Junior Brother one moment, then died the next. And this teacher of his had only just given him some support and intended to nurture him, yet he too had perished.

This was truly: lean on a mountain, and the mountain collapses; lean on water, and the water flows away. Heaven had decreed him a life of suffering!

Fang Mo thought something might have happened to his maternal grandfather. But communication talismans were useless here, and he had no way of learning whether his maternal grandfather was safe.

He could only

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