Chapter 618

The sentry soldiers stared at Wu Fang and his group in astonishment, their eyes filled with confusion. Standing atop the highest points of the city wall, their vision far surpassed that of ordinary people, allowing them to clearly see many unfamiliar faces among the crowd that had arrived with Meng Tianzheng. Some radiated vast, powerful auras, clearly formidable experts of profound cultivation. Others appeared somewhat immature, their gazes full of curiosity and wariness toward the Border Desolation. What shocked them most, however, was Wu Fang. He walked beside Meng Tianzheng, neither too close nor too far away. Though Meng Tianzheng's expression remained stern, he showed none of a superior's arrogance; instead, there was a faint trace of respect. The soldiers immediately began whispering among themselves. Meng Tianzheng held supreme status in Emperor Pass—anyone treated by him in such a manner could not possibly be ordinary. A young soldier could not help tugging at the sleeve of an old veteran beside him. "Old soldier, do you know that man? He doesn't look very old. How is he walking together with Senior Meng?" The veteran narrowed his eyes at Wu Fang, then shook his head. "Never seen him before. But anyone Senior Meng thinks so highly of must be an important figure. Perhaps he's an expert from some reclusive sacred land."

"Brother Meng, why have you come alone? Where are Jin Taijun, Brother Wang, and Brother Zhao?" As soon as Meng Tianzheng landed atop the wall, a Supreme stepped forward to ask. He was a tall man with a resolute face, a scar running from his forehead to his chin—the remnant of a battle against a Foreign Realm Immortal. The scar glimmered faintly silver beneath the daylight. He hurried up to Meng Tianzheng, worry evident in his tone. The battle at the