A Single Line Between Worlds

As the giant face in the sky faded and Fang Han departed, the crowd gathered around the Lu Family's training ground gradually came to their senses.

Their memories stopped at the moment Fang Han had transformed into a giant.

They had no recollection of what happened next.

But when they saw the two grandmasters lying unconscious in the arena, the shock in their hearts refused to subside.

There was no need to dwell on the uproar this battle caused.

Fang Han, meanwhile, flew on in Wu Peng's True Form, guided by the Heavenly Dao Severed Qi. After half a day, he had crossed nearly half the Martial World and finally reached his destination.

A stretch of snow-covered mountains far from the mortal world.

Ice gripped the place year-round, and nothing lived there.

The cold was unnatural.

Even in Wu Peng's True Form, Fang Han felt a trace of chill.

He hovered in midair and surveyed his surroundings.

"The Heavenly Dao Severed Qi last sensed it here."

"But after entering these mountains, its precise location became hazy."

"Something seems to be interfering..."

"Hm?"

Fang Han suddenly frowned.

The "hole" within Wu Peng's True Form seemed to have widened without him noticing.

It had not vanished when the giant face retreated. It remained inside Fang Han.

The spiritual energy from the two phantom beasts had only suppressed it for the time being.

Since arriving in these mountains, however, his vitality and spiritual energy had begun leaking away several times faster.

Looks like I need to hurry.

If I can't maintain Wu Peng's True Form, I'm no match for whoever is behind this.

The spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth is depleted...

An idea struck Fang Han.

He released a wisp of spiritual energy and watched closely to see where it went.

Sure