"Teacher?"
Ye Fan called out to the God of Destruction several times, but received no answer.
Nothing's happened to the old man, has it?
As Ye Fan worried, a battered fragment of divine consciousness returned from beyond the heavens to his ring.
The moment the God of Destruction returned, he heard Ye Fan fretting over him and couldn't help grumbling.
"You little brat. Can't you wish me well for once?"
"Heh."
Even as he complained, the God of Destruction sighed inwardly. Tang San really has been hiding his strength all along.
His true power may be no less than mine.
Gathering his thoughts, the God of Destruction snapped at Ye Fan, "You little brat, your teacher's still here!"
Sensing his response, Ye Fan immediately sent out his consciousness to check on him. "Teacher, thank goodness you're still here."
"Wait, your divine consciousness..."
"Did the Asura God do this to you?"
"Yes."
The God of Destruction did not hide it. "Ye Fan, you don't have much time left."
The Asura God had already begun interfering with Huo Yuhao's path. Ye Fan would have to speed up his cultivation.
"After this tournament, go to Sunset Forest and find a place called the Icefire Yin-Yang Well. It holds an Immortal Herb suited to you, along with the Icefire Cold Pool."
"Heh..."
The God of Destruction coughed twice as he spoke, his voice growing weaker.
"Teacher, are you all right?"
Ye Fan hurriedly asked, concern plain on his face.
"I'm fine. That battle with the Asura God just damaged the foundation of my divine consciousness. Once I've told you this, I'll have to sleep again."
"Teacher, don't worry! I'll train hard and help you as soon as I can."
"You needn't worry about the Asura God either. Like me, he won't be able to