Support me at patreon for 500+ advanced chapters :
patreon.com/YaoIk
**
Naturally, his skin had not escaped the blast either.
During the explosion just now, every inch of Xiao Yan's skin had been scorched into pitch-black charcoal by the intense heat. His original bronze-colored skin had completely vanished from sight.
What remained was only a layer of black carbon that would crumble at the slightest touch.
From Gu Xun'er's inspection, Xiao Yan himself had already reached an extremely dangerous state. With even the slightest mishap, the final thread of life still lingering within him could be snuffed out entirely.
If that happened, even if her father personally came, he might not be able to save Xiao Yan.
"Bastard, Lin Feng, if anything happens to Big Brother Xiao Yan, I swear I will skin you alive and tear out your tendons to vent the hatred in my heart!"
Xiao Yan's condition nearly made Gu Xun'er break down crying from panic.
After cursing Lin Feng, she hurriedly brushed her storage ring, took out a pill, and fed it into Xiao Yan's mouth to barely sustain his life. If Lin Feng were here to witness this, he would probably be so angry he'd laugh.
Back when Xiao Yan used every trick imaginable against him, this grand young lady of the Gu Clan didn't jump out to scold Xiao Yan. But now that he, Lin Feng, finally got annoyed enough to retaliate, she popped out and started yelling at him instead.
Still, Lin Feng had long predicted Gu Xun'er would react like this.
Right now, he wasn't about to waste a single thought on what this crazy woman thought of him. After all, Xiao Yan had attacked him repeatedly, and Lin Feng had already been driven into extreme irritation.
At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to enact ruthless revenge on Xiao Yan, to let that guy understand what happens when he repeatedly provokes him. He wanted Xiao Yan to know that his patience had its limits.
"Little girl, just now, in order to pull Xiao Yanzi back out of the void space, my soul power has been drained by eighty to ninety percent. I can no longer hold on. The rest… will have to depend on you."
Looking at the tearful Gu Xun'er before him, Yao Chen's face—already faint enough to blend into the surrounding air—showed a weak smile.
From the current situation, handing Xiao Yan over to her was undoubtedly the best choice. After all, Gu Xun'er had enough pills to save Xiao Yan's life that was hanging by a thread.
With so many strong experts at her side, plus her extraordinary identity, that old man from the Hall of Souls wouldn't dare touch her. Once he finished speaking, his figure dissolved like flowing water and slipped into the storage ring on Xiao Yan's finger.
Immediately after, he fell completely silent.
"We're heading to Falling Star Pavilion."
Seeing that Yao Chen had also fallen asleep, Gu Xun'er remained silent for a moment before speaking in a low voice.
"Yes."
Hearing that she intended to go to Falling Star Pavilion, the two Gu Clan experts quickly nodded in agreement.
Letting her run around outside always kept their hearts on edge. At Falling Star Pavilion, this young lady would at least be occupied healing Xiao Yan, and hopefully stay quiet for a few days. Then their work would finally become much easier!
Right after, the two Gu Clan experts swiftly repaired the shattered spatial wormhole around them. Then they carried the barely-breathing Xiao Yan and escorted Gu Xun'er away from the scene. However, Gu Xun'er was not the only one in this world driven into a frenzy.
The Burial Mountain Range, located in the southwestern region of Central Plains, sat at the edge of the continent.
Perhaps due to the terrain, the Yin energy accumulated here over tens of thousands of years was extraordinarily heavy. What made the place even more unpleasant was that this region served as a corpse-dumping ground stretching for ten thousand li.
Within that Yin energy was mixed an overwhelming stench of death. Thus, the Burial Mountain Range could be described as a bizarre mountain formed from soil and countless remains.
Under normal circumstances, almost no sane person would willingly stay in such a gloomy, ghost-infested place. Yet this time, the previously silent Burial Mountain Range had suddenly become lively.
Large numbers of Dou Zun experts gathered here from all directions. To be more precise, they converged inside a massive black structure at the very center of the mountain range. Inside the pitch-black grand hall, dozens of black-robed figures were present.
They stood in small groups, constantly discussing something in low voices. Judging from the faint distortions in the space around them, any one of these individuals would likely possess power comparable to the Four Pavilion.
However, at this moment, most of their faces carried clear signs of unease. They looked like children who had made a grave mistake and were terrified of being punished.
If Xiao Yan were here, he would discover that the Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth Tian Zun who had previously opposed him had likewise gathered here.
"First Tian Zun has arrived!"
No one knew how much time had passed when a thunderous voice suddenly echoed throughout the grand hall, reaching every person present.
Hearing the shout, all the black-robed men immediately ceased their discussions, standing upright and cautiously waiting for the arrival of the so-called First Tian Zun.
"Swoosh~"
Not long after the announcement, dense black mist surged violently out of the void. Within the churning fog, a frail and skeletal elderly figure slowly walked out.
As the black mist continued to seep and coil around the hall, a hunched figure—thin like a bundle of bones—gradually appeared in everyone's sight. The newcomer wore a black robe. His aged face, under the hall's dim light, looked dried, sunken, and dreadfully gloomy.
His eyes were deeply set, and within the sockets flickered two dark-blue ghostly flames, exuding traces of eerie chill.
"Greetings, First Tian Zun!"
The moment the crowd saw him, every person's expression tightened, and they respectfully bowed.
"These formalities are unnecessary."
The hall fell silent for an instant before a faint, rasping voice drifted through the chamber. Upon hearing those words, the faces of many present paled slightly. They had been working with him for many years and naturally understood his temper well.
The underlying meaning of that sentence was clear: Get to the point. Explain everything that has happened recently.
Just as they expected, right after finishing that first sentence, First Tian Zun slowly lifted his head. His withered face looked even more terrifying under the light. The ghostly flames in his eyes flickered slightly.
A bone-chilling, rasping voice echoed through the hall: "Speak. In this period of time, eight Earth Halls have been attacked, over two million souls have been lost, more than a thousand Protectors have gone missing, yet you Hall Masters and Vice Hall Masters still haven't caught even a single culprit. What exactly are you all doing?"
The hidden fury in his tone made every Hall of Souls Elder below shiver uncontrollably. After a long silence, everyone's gaze subtly shifted toward a short, plump man less than one meter and a half tall in the group.
**
Support me at patreon for 500+ advanced chapters :
patreon.com/YaoIk