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Chapter 960 - 236: Damn Dongyun Yu [Ten Thousand!] (6)
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Chapter 960: Chapter 236: Damn Dongyun Yu [Ten Thousand!] (6)

In an instant, this true Yin Yang Realm also fell into complete chaos!

When Fang Che dashed in.

He vaguely saw Yan Beihan’s figure flicker at the entrance and then disappear immediately.

Afterward, his vision was shrouded in darkness, unable to see his own hand in front of his face,

with magical wolves crashing in from behind, attacking and biting any human they encounter, Fang Che could only gropingly forge ahead, sensing with his Divine Thought, plunging deeper into the distance.

He indistinctly heard someone scream miserably, not knowing whether they were injured or had died.

The roars of the magical wolves shook the heavens and earth.

Fang Che unleashed his Divine Thought to the fullest, now it was definitely the most powerful among everyone in the Yin Yang Realm.

Covered completely, the impenetrable darkness of the Yin Yang Realm essentially had no effect on him.

Aside from being unable to see, he could distinctly sense what was ahead, there were trees, rocks, grass, mountains, water, people...

And he could detect them from a considerable distance. Although he couldn’t see their exact forms, he wouldn’t make any mistakes.

Therefore, his actions were exceptionally swift.

As for the others...

Ahem, in the pitch-black darkness, he often heard someone bump into something with a clunk, letting out a muffled groan, and if it was a tree they hit, there would also be a buzzing sound.

Of course, hitting a rock was another matter.

The sound of blade and sword cleaving the air, clashing with magical wolves... all the screams quickly receded behind.

Fang Che’s speed was very fast, in a place where no one could see anyone, there was no need to mention aid.

Now the foremost priority was to ensure one’s safety, which was everyone’s primary task!

Fang Che traversed the darkness, at this time, his silhouette was more like a ghost than the people from the Underworld.

Like a formless spirit, drifting aimlessly.

He vaguely heard Lan Xinxue shouting: "Brother Fang, Brother Fang where are you?"

But Fang Che ignored it, moving away as if he hadn’t heard, immediately delving into the darkness, disappearing to an unknown place.

An enraged roar came from an unknown distance, grieving and furious to the extreme.

"Dongyun Yu, you bitch, deserve a wretched death!!"

...

In the pitch-black Netherworld, countless magical wolves stormed in.

Everything became chaotic in an instant.

The creatures originally in the Netherworld rallied to fight back.

Arrogant magical wolves, how dare they charge into the Netherworld!

Suddenly battles erupted everywhere.

Yan Beihan’s form flickered, releasing her full Divine Thought, trying to find Fang Che’s figure to confirm safety.

Earlier, she watched him rush in from outside the dark barrier, free from the range of the magical wolves’ attacks and finally felt at ease.

Several disciples of the Illusion Dream Mountain Gate couldn’t get in on time, got caught by the magical wolves, screaming in desperation; Yan Beihan remained indifferent, unhearing and unseen by them, turning to enter the dark Netherworld.

Her movement technique was light and agile, instantly delving several hundred feet deep, continuing to advance deeply.

She had traveled several hundred miles away, then started searching laterally and continuously. She was very familiar with Fang Che’s Divine Sense, unable to find it left her uneasy, a little restless.

She stood in high altitude, feeling the boundless and endless Nether Fog.

A figure appeared like a ghost, a cold gleam flashing, Yan Beihan raised her long sword, thrusting like a venomous snake in an instant.

In two crisp sounds, there were two weapon clashes, and the person flipped back away, a voice coming from the darkness: "Little Han?"

"Feng Yun."

Yan Beihan said, "Why are you here too, weren’t you heading right?"

Feng Yun replied, "I haven’t changed direction at all, what about you... why are you stopping here instead of going deeper?"

Yan Beihan paused for a moment, "Okay."

She unfurled her movement technique, drifting away like the wind.

Feng Yun’s voice came from behind: "Why not act together..."

"In the darkness of heaven and earth, what use is moving together? It would miss opportunities, miss Heavenly Treasures in other directions, it’s better to split up." Yan Beihan said coldly.

"Alright then, which way are you going? I’m heading right."

"You don’t have to worry about me." Yan Beihan’s voice was already far away.

Feng Yun sighed, his tall figure blending into the Nether Fog, silently drifting to the right.

He faintly felt, from the last time seeing Yan Beihan, she seemed different compared to when at the Weiwo Sect Headquarters.

Yet he couldn’t pinpoint exactly how, perhaps more indifferent, more decisive?

"This little girl is destined to be a formidable rival for me sooner or later."

This thought flashed in Feng Yun’s mind, but immediately a smile appeared in his eyes: "Having such a rival constantly spurring me on, can keep me from slackening. Anyway, it’s all for the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, not a bad thing."

"Just how to achieve positive competition is a problem."

Feng Yun thought, and he had already gone far.

Yin Yunxiao led people rushing in, now utterly confused.

"Are Shi Changjian and Lan Xinxue crazy?" Yin Yunxiao was somewhat furious and exasperated.

What did I ever do to you?

Suddenly starting a fight with me out of nowhere, utterly inexplicable.

"Saint Heir, there must be a misunderstanding about this, otherwise it wouldn’t happen."

"I know there’s definitely a misunderstanding."

Yin Yunxiao angrily said, "Without a misunderstanding, even with the courage of the heavens, they wouldn’t dare attack us."

"Since Saint Heir understands, as it is a misunderstanding, it should be clarified then."

"Hehe... clarify? Why clarify?"

Yin Yunxiao laughed sinisterly: "Even if we have to explain, it’s better to beat them till they concede first. Explaining now, where would it leave our Underworld’s repute?"

Everyone thought, indeed that makes sense.

It’s a misunderstanding, but, so what?

Jianghu is about fists, not reasoning. Rushing to explain would indeed damage the Underworld’s reputation.

I defeat you, and then tell you about the misunderstanding, where it lies.

That’s the correct way to handle it.

Our Underworld always stands above.

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