Xu Zhenyue, his former subordinate, had followed him through thick and thin for many years.
Therefore, Xu Zhenyue called him Commander Li, not Master Li.
When the Crazy Old Man was still the commander of the Divine Wind Camp, he was called Commander Li. After Yan Tianyang succeeded him as commander, he was called Master Li.
It's just that Xu Zhenyue, this old man, has always found it difficult to change his habits and way of addressing him.
"You, what brings you here?" Xu Zhenyue had barely uttered the question when he suddenly realized something and exclaimed in shock, "The support that Yan Shuai mentioned, could it be you?!"
How could he not be shocked? As his former subordinate, he naturally knew a lot about the Crazy Old Man's situation. He also knew that the Crazy Old Man had suffered a very serious injury to his Dao Source, and that after the death of his children and grandchildren, he had completely retired, spending his days drinking and no longer caring about anything in the Great Xia.
So who would have thought that the support arranged by Yan Shuai would be Crazy Old Man?
Huh?
Looking at the Crazy Old Man standing steadily in the air, Xu Zhenyue thought of something, and his pupils trembled violently.
"Your injuries are all healed?"
The Crazy Old Man didn't answer Xu Zhenyue's question. He looked around and, not seeing the person he wanted to see, frowned. "Where is that boy riding the Big Black?"
"Hmm?" Xu Zhenyue was taken aback. "There was a boy riding a dog, but it didn't seem to be Big Black; it was a big yellow dog."
"Who asked what kind of dog you are? Where's Jiang Fan? Where is he?" the Crazy Old Man asked impatiently.
When Jiang Fan was mentioned, Xu Zhenyue looked anxious.
"Yes! Saving lives is the priority! Quick! Commander Li! This beast is a special mutated monster, with thousands upon thousands of flying insects parasitizing it. Together, they are comparable to Saint Beast. They've all gone after that boy!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The Crazy Old Man was extremely anxious, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Xu Zhenyue, who knew him well, was shocked again. It seemed that Commander Li was not just Yan Shuai had called for reinforcements. There must be an unknown bond between the boy named Jiang Fan and Commander Li.
etc!
That boy is Spirit Master!
Could it be that--
Before he could guess or ask, he heard the black panther Saint Beast's suicidal voice.
"Hahaha! So much time has passed, that kid is probably dead beyond any doubt by now. If you go now, there won't even be any ashes left, hahaha--"
Before it could even finish its "Ha--", an invisible force formed a ring around its neck, tightening its grip. No matter how the Black Panther Saint Beast struggled, it was to no avail; in fact, the more it struggled, the tighter the grip became.
At this moment, the Black Panther Saint Beast could no longer laugh; its eyes were filled with terror as it looked at the Crazy Old Man.
This person was also Spirit Master, and it couldn't even see through the other's strength!
Absolutely terrifying!
"Spare me! Spare my life!"
"Shut up and summon those damn flying insects back!"
"The distance is too far, I can't summon them back. I can only wait for them to return on their own."
"Damn it! I really want to crush you right now!" The Crazy Old Man suppressed his violent emotions. "Tell me, which way did they go?"
The scene changes.
"Faster! Faster! They're catching up soon!"
Jiang Fan stood on the tortoise shell, looking at the sky behind him. There was no sky at all; it was a dark, oppressive expanse that blotted out the sun!
"I've been quick enough, okay? Can't you see I'm badly injured?" The Little Turtle spoke while blood was still flowing from its mouth, showing that it was indeed badly injured.
Feeling the pressure from behind, Jiang Fan was extremely anxious and said with a pained expression.
"Looks like the only option is to self-destruct the Spirit Weapon."
"No way!" the Little Turtle immediately objected. "Those belong to my master. If you dare to destroy them, I'll fight you, I'll fight you—"
It wanted to fight Jiang Fan to the death, but even though it desperately didn't want to believe Jiang Fan was its master, it was always better to be safe than sorry. What if...?
And the key point is that the probability of this "what if" is very high!
"If you don't self-destruct your Spirit Weapon, what do you do? Wait to die? In your current state, can you escape from under these flying insects?" Jiang Fan was also reluctant to give up his Spirit Weapon.
"How about we get a few Pseudo Spirit Weapon?"
There are limited numbers of Spirit Weapon, but plenty of Pseudo Spirit Weapon, so losing a few won't be too painful.
"Even Pseudo Spirit Weapon won't do! That belongs to my master! If you destroy Pseudo Spirit Weapon, when my master comes back, you'll see—" Before the Little Turtle could finish speaking, Jiang Fan interrupted it with a shout.
"What the hell are you talking about! If we both die today, what the hell will your master look at when he comes back!"
"You, you, you--" The Little Turtle was furious, but it only managed to stammer "you" for a long time before finally managing not to utter any more unpleasant words.
Jiang Fan had been observing the Little Turtle's series of reactions and found them quite strange, but the situation was too critical for him to investigate further.
"Wow!" The Little Turtle suddenly spat out blood, seeing stars. In that short time, the man and the turtle were overtaken and surrounded by a swarm of flying insects.
"Alright, now you can't even self-destruct your Spirit Weapon."
Jiang Fan looked around. They were now heavily surrounded. The self-destructing Spirit Weapon would first blow him, the weakest of them all, to smithereens.
I should have just ignored the Little Turtle's nagging and thrown the Spirit Weapon out to explode.
Hindsight is always 20/20. Things are already done this way; regret is useless now. The only thing to do is find a way to get out of this mess.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Fan immediately sent a telepathic message to the Little Turtle.
"Why don't you put me down and go first? Otherwise, neither of us might be able to leave."
That's not because he was so selfless; it was purely to get the Little Turtle away so he could use his trump card to save himself.
He wasn't familiar with the Little Turtle at all; in fact, if it weren't for Wang Yao's misunderstanding, the Little Turtle would have killed him long ago.
Therefore, it's best to keep your trump cards or life-saving strategies hidden as much as possible.
"I'm not leaving!"
The Little Turtle does indeed have the ability to escape on its own. In the past, it would never have been injured to this extent for Jiang Fan, and would have abandoned Jiang Fan and escaped on its own long ago.
But after experiencing the Church of Justice trip with Jiang Fan and what just happened, it truly couldn't do it!
"Don't worry, I won't die. Don't forget, I still have Little White."
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know, your Ruins Spirit is extremely weak right now, otherwise it would have teleported us away long ago." The Little Turtle directly exposed the truth.
Indeed, Little White's condition was already unstable, and the continuous teleportation had completely depleted its energy. At this moment, Little White had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"Anyway, it's none of your business. You go ahead, I'll take care of things."
Before Jiang Fan could finish speaking, the swarm of flying insects suddenly flapped their wings and swooped down.
"Get the Lord Turtle out of here!"
The Little Turtle blew its nose, and two streams of murky water carved two paths through the dark mass.
The scene was disgusting, but also quite spectacular.