The Strong Gather! The Abyss Riots!

"Cackle, cackle!"

The next day, as the morning rooster heralded the dawn, warm sunlight spilled slowly across the earth.

"Master, you need not see me off any further. I must go to the front lines of the Abyssal Passage; it is, after all, my responsibility."

Inside the main hall of the Body Sect, Jiang Xiu spoke respectfully to his master before him.

"I know, but I did not expect this day to come so soon."

Mu Ye looked at Jiang Xiu, whom he had watched grow up since childhood, a hint of unspeakable emotion surfacing in his eyes.

As a master, he did not want his disciple to risk his life, yet he was equally proud of Jiang Xiu's decision.

"Go then. Xiao Xiu, you have grown up, and it is time for you to do what you wish. Regardless of anything else, you must protect yourself," Mu Ye urged carefully.

"Master, why aren't you looking at me? I'm going to the front lines, too," A Ruheng said from the side, scratching his head.

"You, you... when you reach the front, you must stick close to your junior brother. Do not be reckless in anything, and prioritize your own safety above all else." Mu Ye reached out and poked A Ruheng, the care in his tone impossible to hide.

Indeed, both of the Body Sect's future hopes were heading to the abyssal front.

"Got it, Master. I'll be sure to listen to Junior Brother when the time comes. You can rest easy," A Ruheng said with an honest, simple smile.

"Go, go. The fighting at the front is urgent; the sooner you arrive, the sooner you can contribute. Remember! Remember! Do not try to be a hero! Once I have arranged the affairs of the sect, I will also head