Hua Yunfei's exploits quickly spread throughout the various celestial realms, causing a sensation. Some lamented, while others marveled.
Many felt that Hua Yunfei could stand shoulder to shoulder with Dao Wushuang. His record was simply too illustrious. A young man had forced three Peak Quasi-Hegemon Level powerhouses from various factions to join forces to suppress him. Who else could have done that?
If anyone could, perhaps it was only the peerless Dao Wushuang, the greatest of all time. In fact, many who didn't know Dao Wushuang's true strength had begun to think Hua Yunfei was stronger than him.
As the story spread, it grew more and more exaggerated. The one thing that never changed was Hua Yunfei's record—and all living beings' regret over his shattered Dao Heart.
Atop a sacred mountain.
Duanmu Qingyue, the Second Prince, and the Fourth Prince stood there, having witnessed everything that had just happened.
"So that's what he meant when he said he had something to do?" the Fourth Prince asked, unable to hide the joy in his eyes.
Hua Yunfei had gone to the Ghost Phoenix Race, but he'd been captured. His Dao Heart had shattered, too. Now he was finally free.
He wouldn't have to pull the carriage anymore!
The Second Prince pretended to cover his face solemnly, but was really holding back laughter. Freedom had come far too suddenly.
Duanmu Qingyue knitted her brows slightly and gazed into the distance, Hua Yunfei's words to her before he left echoing in her mind.
"Some time ago, my elders contacted me and asked me to handle something important. It'll benefit me—a great deal," Hua Yunfei had said.
"When you said you were prepared for what might happen, did you mean this?" Duanmu Qingyue had asked.
"Mm. No matter what happens in a moment, don't