Gu Yuan sat with one leg crossed over the other, naturally noticing that Jiang Yang had been released from prison.
Oh, no—he had completed his labor reform.
Zhao Ruiming was quite good at making arrangements. Teachers at Third Cultivation University had no rank, but for a prodigy—especially one who had made mistakes—it was still a decent position.
"Fights between Ninth Tribulation cultivators take far too long."
After checking on Jiang Yang's situation, Gu Yuan continued watching Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor and the other man battle.
Within that peculiar void, space was blasted apart again and again.
All sorts of spatial currents raged about, making the scene look utterly chaotic.
At some point, a Ninth Tribulation third-stage cultivator appeared from who knew where. The moment he poked his head out, his head was gone.
This taught them a lesson: when a turtle poked its head out—no, when crossing through space, one had to be cautious.
Too miserable.
That head had turned to dust as well. Who knew whether he could still survive.
"Could you lend me a hand, little friend?"
It was no solution to remain deadlocked forever. As they fought, the young man suddenly spoke, inviting Wang Chi to join them.
That was right.
Wang Chi had been discovered.
After all, both men were powerful. Though the void space looked vast, once he got close enough, there was nowhere to hide.
Ninth Tribulation seventh stage—his cultivation was a little low, but not bad.
"Me? You two carry on. I'm just passing by for a look. Just ignore me."
Suddenly being addressed, Wang Chi, who had been hiding in the shadows, felt somewhat awkward.
After saying that, he continued hiding as though nothing had happened.
The young man: "..."
Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor: "..."
Gu Yuan: "..."
It had to be said that