After leaving the Sect Main Hall, Kang Fulu and Qi Yuan departed side by side.
"Junior Brother, after all these years, you've never traveled far from home, have you? This time, you're suddenly leaving Great Shang for Emerald Cloud Continent. Who knows what lies ahead... or when we'll be able to return." Kang Fulu could not help sighing, his expression lost.
Now, the Hundred Kingdoms Blood War was imminent, and Great Shang was swaying in the wind and rain.
The sect master had sent the two of them to participate in the Eastern Land Pride Battle, perhaps also hoping they could break free of the vortex.
By using the Pride Battle to attract the attention of some great sects, they might join one and escape the Hundred Kingdoms—the cage that was Emerald Cloud Continent.
"Light Palace will be destroyed, and once the Pride Battle ends, we'll come back. It'll be soon." Qi Yuan spoke casually, looking relaxed.
Seeing Qi Yuan so calm, Kang Fulu could not help but sigh.
People were better off being a little obsessed. They could live carefree and without worries.
Unlike him—even after forming a golden core, he remained plagued by worries.
"Junior Brother, give it your all in this Pride Battle." As Kang Fulu spoke, a trace of smugness flashed through his eyes. "Don't be fooled by the fact that I formed a first-grade golden core. In Great Shang, I could be called unprecedented and unsurpassable. But compared with the prodigies of the Eastern Lands, I'm still far behind."
Though Kang Fulu sounded modest, he was actually just showing off in a roundabout way.
"Among the top hundred on the Eastern Lands Pride Ranking, some have formed Mystic Grade or Earth Grade cores. There are even those who formed Heaven Grade cores. It's simply unimaginable."