A False Alarm
In the void.
A huge sphere was gray and hazy, yet violent energy fluctuations surged within it, making this originally tranquil void anything but peaceful!
"What should we do? None of the people who went out just now was that youth called Chen Yun!"
The blue-robed old man, who rather resembled Zhang Fei, frowned deeply and stared anxiously at the gray, hazy sphere before him, which still pulsed with violent energy fluctuations.
"Ah! It's too late to mobilize Emperor Rank experts now! We can only expend some energy and send projections in to take a look!"
The white-bearded old man still habitually stroked his beard, but he no longer wore that calm expression.
"Projection clones!"
The blue-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the solemn white-bearded old man in surprise.
"Mm!"
The white-bearded old man merely nodded slightly. Raising his eyelids, he glanced at him and said flatly, "There are still violent energy fluctuations inside. That little fellow probably isn't dead yet! Ah! I really wonder why that Pseudo Dragon Beast would take an interest in him."
"Mm, it seems that youth isn't simple either! He actually provoked a Pseudo Dragon Beast at the peak of Emperor Rank into attacking him. However, if a projection clone is destroyed, the cultivation of the main body will drop by one rank. Sigh... But for a 'Child of God,' it's worth it!"
The blue-robed old man spoke with a grave expression.
"There's no time to lose. We'll act at once, before anything changes! I'll do it this time!"
The white-bearded old man waved his hand.
"No! Old fellow! You're the Vice Principal. So many matters at War God Academy require you to appear in person. Your cultivation must not be damaged!"
The blue-robed old man raised his brows