Bamboo Mountain Number One
Jun Changxiao was dumbfounded.
The Old Man Taixuan who was supposed to protect him had actually slipped away!
The most outrageous part was that he had even packed his luggage. He had clearly prepared in advance to bolt at any moment!
That was right!
After Old Man Taixuan sensed that the ominous feeling was growing stronger, he had packed his bags early, ready for a trip at the drop of a hat.
That was what it meant to prepare for a rainy day.
That was what it meant to have foresight!
But... once he slipped away, he had left Jun Changxiao behind to face hundreds of experts at the upper and Middle Void Breaking Realm alone.
"Kid!"
Old Man Taixuan's voice rang by his ear. "Ascending to the Upper Realm means a new beginning. No matter what trouble you encounter in the future, you must first rely on yourself to resolve it!"
"Go screw yourself!"
Jun Changxiao roared inwardly, Didn't you say you'd have my back?!
Cursing aside, he still had to run. He immediately controlled his Flying Sword, but... the major sects had already surrounded him. There was no way up to heaven and no door down into the earth.
The Imperial Sword Mysterious Sect and the Ling Dao Mysterious Sect were sworn enemies. Whenever their people met, they would surely start fighting without wasting words. Yet today, for the same target, they pretended not to see each other.
"It doesn't matter if your master ran away!"
The Third Elder said coldly, "As long as you're here!"
"Hehehe!" Jun Changxiao, standing atop his Flying Sword, let out a strange laugh. His gaze grew increasingly solemn and icy as he said, "With a bunch of trash like you, you think you can keep Jun here?"
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