"Something seemed to have happened to the Black Emperor."
At Mystic Gate headquarters, Yan Kuan received a startling piece of news from Qi Luo. That dead dog who had once followed the Beginningless Great Emperor seemed to have run into trouble. He had vanished without a trace.
The details were somewhat complicated. Before Ye Fan left, he and the Black Emperor had devised a training plan, using the rising prodigies of the Big Dipper as whetstones for Mystic Gate's younger generation of experts.
For a long time, the Black Emperor had been responsible for this plan. His attainments in formations were rare throughout history, and after reaching great mastery in the Dao of Formations, he had become somewhat less unreliable.
While overseeing the plan, he had laid out a rather complete training process for Xiao Tongtong, Xiao Que'er, and the many disciples Ye Fan had brought back. It was practically free-range training, allowing them to seek suitable opponents and fight bloody battles.
The Black Emperor secretly arranged countless hardships and obstacles for them, training them as though they were young Supremes. At times, he even bombarded them with Slaughter Formations. The results had indeed been excellent. That hellish training sent their cultivation soaring.
However, something happened later. The Black Emperor had disappeared into the starry sky for no apparent reason. According to his last message, the dead dog had encountered an immense opportunity in the cosmos and chased after it. As for the plan, he told Qi Luo and the others to deal with it as they saw fit.
When that news came back, Qi Luo had nearly died of rage. That dead dog had taken nearly half of Mystic Gate's resource reserves with him, enough to set up countless powerful formations. Those resources had been entrusted to him so