Old Acquaintance

The top experts of the Dao Ning World had seemed like mere child's play before that Yun Ao Grandmaster.

Even when everyone fled with grave injuries, he had not pursued them, not considering them worthy of his attention at all.

After suffering such a blow, everyone was indeed utterly disheartened.

This team, which had never been particularly cohesive to begin with, fell apart in an instant.

The old monk had to consider Bodhi Holy Land's future, and the Confucian scholar of Jun Mountain was the same.

Fu Qu rode the Nine-Colored Deer back to Cloud Mountain Academy.

Chen Wang was still maintaining the Four Symbols Grand Formation, immersed in enlightenment.

Fu Qu sighed and sat listlessly upon a nearby blue stone.

Before long, Xu Yun and the others arrived. Xu Yun asked, "Sister Fu Qu, what happened?"

Fu Qu's gaze was unfocused, as though she were locked in an inner struggle. Xu Yun called to her several times before finally rousing her.

Fu Qu said, "Earlier, the old monk from Bodhi Holy Land and several others prepared to enter the Great Chu Imperial City for an assassination attempt. But even with the Mirror Spirit concealing us, we were still discovered. That man struck from afar and injured us. It took all of us working together just to escape with our lives. The gap is far too great. There is simply no way to fight him."

Fu Qu's face was slightly pale. Though she had always been proud, even she was somewhat crushed by despair now.

Xu Yun said, "Then what do we do?"

Fu Qu said, "If Chen Wang were not in the midst of enlightenment, or if his enlightenment had not gone too deep, we might still be able to forcefully wake him and discuss it with him. But