Hearing Senior Brother Hong Shang say this, Su Fan silently nodded, his heart filled with helplessness.
He increasingly felt that the waters of the Lingxuan Realm ran too deep. Even a casually raised wave could drown him.
Rather than sit around waiting to die, he might as well leave as soon as possible and return to the Jiaochen Realm.
With that thought, Su Fan looked up at Senior Brother Hong Shang.
"Senior Brother... I'd like to ask you something. If I wanted to go to the Jiaochen Realm, how would I cross the realm barrier...?"
Senior Brother Hong Shang shook his head, his tone carrying a trace of regret.
"Perhaps my knowledge is too shallow. All these years, I've only heard of cultivators traveling within the same realm, but I've never heard of anyone crossing a realm barrier to reach another realm..."
After hearing this, Su Fan let out a deep sigh, feeling utterly dejected.
If even Senior Brother Hong Shang—the sect's living fossil—didn't know, then surely no one else would either.
"Senior Brother... in our Guangfa Dao Sect, which senior brother do you suspect is a clone of those people from the Upper Realm...?"
Senior Brother Hong Shang voiced his guess without the slightest hesitation.
"The Sect Master..."
After hearing this, Su Fan rubbed his face and let out a long breath.
He knew clearly that Senior Brother Hong Shang must have thought this through long ago. He absolutely wasn't speaking carelessly.
At that moment, Su Fan's scalp went numb.
He had never expected that the old man who had always treated him with such warmth and kindness was actually a spy in the Guangfa Dao Sect.
Damn it. It looks like I really can't stay in the Guangfa Dao Sect any longer.
For some reason, Su Fan always