Seeing this, Lin Yang didn't say anything more.
If we continue to argue and anger Wentianlou, the consequences will be unimaginable, and we will end up losing both our wife and our army.
It's possible that Wentian Tower doesn't have the ability to destroy Cangyu Holy Land, but there's no doubt that it has the strength to kill people to silence them.
With that thought, he hurriedly got up and walked outside.
After leaving the house, it took about an hour to reach the Great Wilderness City.
Keep in mind that he is now a Divine Realm martial artist, and his speed is much faster than that of ordinary people.
Upon entering the Great Wilderness City, the main road was still bustling as usual, with no difference from normal times.
However, he also knew that if he wanted to quickly learn about the latest current events, then taverns and teahouses would be a good choice.
So he walked openly into a teahouse.
Sure enough, the moment he sat down, a loud and noisy commotion came from the side.
"Are you telling the truth? Yang Zhifeng is really dead?"
"Yes, my brother is inside the Cangyu Holy Land, and I heard it's in complete chaos."
At this point, the man lowered his body mysteriously, and everyone gathered around. Even those who hadn't come over noticed this.
He whispered, "The person in charge now is called Lu Yangzi. He has issued a strict order to block the news, but do you think anyone can block this kind of news? Only half an hour has passed, and the entire Desolate Heaven Domain probably already knows."
These words immediately caused an uproar.
"It can't be real. How long has it been? Two saints have already fallen. Don't try to fool me. In the Desolate Heaven Domain, who has this kind of strength? Even the Sword God Palace can't do it." Someone said, skeptical.
Because this is simply too unbelievable.
"Just wait and see, someone will verify it for us soon," the man who spoke first said smugly.
Lin Yang, who was standing to the side, heard all of these words and was greatly shocked. His heart was suddenly filled with turmoil, and he was unable to recover for a long time.
"The Azure Feather Holy Land... is it really going to perish? Is what the Heavenly Inquiry Tower said true?"
He took a deep breath, and then a broad smile appeared on his face.
At this moment, a hunched figure walked out from the main road with slow steps. Within a few inches of him, no one dared to approach. His aura alone was enough to make people breathless.
This person was Zhao Quan, who had just returned from the Yuelai Inn.
Knowing that it was too late and the building was about to collapse, he was no longer in a hurry and walked slowly on the road, almost like taking a stroll.
Upon seeing Zhao Quan, the people at the teahouse all tacitly fell silent, and no one dared to utter a word.
Zhao Quan simply smiled and glanced at the group of people who had been talking earlier, then calmly looked away and continued walking forward.
But to those people, that moment just now was incredibly close to death, as if a knife was hanging over their necks. If Zhao Quan hadn't shown them mercy, they probably would have really lost their lives there.
Before I knew it, my clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
"Is this the pressure of a Saint-level expert? It's truly formidable."
Inside the private room on the second floor, Zhao Quan also saw Zhao Quan walking on the street with a cane. He thought to himself, "If this person doesn't die, the foundation of the Cangyu Holy Land is still there, and it can't be destroyed. I hope that Wentian Tower can take action and completely destroy its foundation."
Just as he was pondering this, a person suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Quan.
He had never seen that person before.
But everyone around him avoided Zhao Quan as if he were a plague, keeping their distance. This person was the only exception, standing directly in front of Zhao Quan, on his only path.
The two were facing each other.
Zhao Quan walked slowly until he finally saw the person who had suddenly appeared. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"
For some reason, seeing that person made him feel uneasy.
He always felt that this person was inextricably linked to the events that had occurred in the Azure Feather Holy Land in recent days, and his sixth sense was always very accurate.
The person who came was indeed Fang Yun.
Fang Yun smiled faintly and said, "Fang Yun of Wentian Tower."
These words caused an uproar in the vast wilderness city. Many people who were paying attention to the main road were shocked, and then expressions of horror spread.
They had only heard about it before, but now that they had seen it in person, they were inevitably quite shocked.
"It seems that Wentian Tower is truly prepared to fight Cangyu Holy Land to the death."
"To openly intercept and kill the chief elder of the Cangyu Holy Land in broad daylight, the Wentian Tower is really bold."
"A duel between sages—this is the first time I've ever witnessed such a spectacle! This is an opportunity that comes only once in a lifetime!"
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Without a doubt, this place has become the most eye-catching spot at this moment.
The crowd watched from inside the windows, not daring to peek out, fearing that the gods were fighting and mortals would suffer as a result. Even the slightest leak of the aura between the saints would be a catastrophe for ordinary people like them.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Quan's usually calm and composed face was suddenly rippled with emotion. Fortunately, the expression was fleeting, and he immediately put on a cold face and said, "I have long admired your name. I wonder if the current state of my Cangyu Holy Land is your doing?"
This can be considered a formality to demand an explanation.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then intense gazes were cast upon Fang Yun.
The man, who seemed so unfamiliar to them, had his face obscured, as if hidden in darkness, always shrouded in a hazy barrier.
Zhao Quan's words essentially attributed all the major changes in the Cangyu Holy Land to Wentianlou, which is solid evidence.
If at first, people were just repeating what others said and there was some skepticism, then now, with Zhao Quan's words, the rumors have undoubtedly gained much more credibility.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yun said calmly, "It's me. Someone paid to take your life."
Zhao Quan's face was extremely pale. He sneered and slammed his cane heavily on the ground, the sound carrying a chilling undertone.
"What Lord Chen said is indeed true. Since you admit it, then don't blame me for avenging my colleagues in the Azure Feather Holy Land. Prepare to die."
After he finished speaking, his face suddenly darkened, and then a blood-red light emanated from his eyes.
He took a deep breath, and the scepter in his hand burst forth with a dazzling red light, beneath which a faint smell of blood wafted out.
"The duel between sages is so magnificent even before it begins. It's truly an eye-opener."
Some people couldn't help but marvel, but the person who spoke wisely moved further away, ultimately showing that he was a man who valued his life.
"Then let me see what you're capable of. If you're not good enough, then go down early and go with your companions on the road to the underworld. That way you'll have company."
Fang Yun said quietly.
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