The Western Continent.
Fang Xinglan stared at the empty air before him, his face filled with bewilderment.
What was going on?
What exactly had happened?
Where was I?
A flood of questions surged through his mind, leaving him utterly dazed.
No matter how hard Fang Xinglan racked his brains, he could not figure out what had happened.
He had been surrounded, and everything he had on hand that could self-destruct had already been detonated.
Just as he had steeled himself to self-destruct and take one or two of them down with him...
The few Black-Clad Cultivators surrounding him had all vanished.
No.
They had not vanished.
An overwhelmingly powerful force had crushed them directly into dust.
Although Fang Xinglan had not clearly seen the process, he had faintly sensed that fleeting force.
Vast as an abyss!
Divine might as oppressive as a prison!
At once.
A single title surfaced in his mind.
"The Heavenly Emperor!"
Fang Xinglan bowed toward the Fallen Immortal Domain.
Only Qin Shujian could effortlessly wipe out six experts at the heavenly being limit without even needing to show himself.
Moreover, Qin Shujian had once been the Sacred Lord of the Qianyuan Sacred Ground, so he had reason to help him.
What Fang Xinglan could not understand was...
How had Qin Shujian noticed that he was being attacked?
He thought it over, but could find no answer.
He could not be bothered to waste any more time and flew toward the Eastern Continent.
Being ambushed out of nowhere...
Made Fang Xinglan certain that someone was targeting him.
For now, returning to the Qianyuan Sacred Ground was the safest option.
Crossing from the Western Continent to the Eastern Continent would take quite some time.
However.
Upon entering the former Human Territory, Fang Xinglan went straight into Eastern City,