scattered." Fang Yu said, "The Xiao Chen in front of us is just a shell, the identity of the soul inside is unknown."However, it must be related to Fu Yunhe.Fang Yu turned his head and looked inside t...[]

As if it had never been damaged.

……

For the next few hours, Fang Yu repeatedly did the same thing at thirty-seven teleportation formations in the scorching summer.

Use the Heavenly Sword to sever the teleportation formation.

After he solved the 37th teleportation formation, he felt something was wrong again.

"I suggest you go back to the first location and have a look," Huo Yu also spoke up at this time.

Fang Yu frowned, running the teleportation technique, returning to the formation in the northwest region.

Then, he saw the teleportation array intact.

"Damn it!"

Within the gaze of insight, this teleportation array here is quite complete, without any damage.

One teleportation array is like this... So there's no need to say much about the other thirty-five.

These teleportation arrays wouldn't repair themselves while Fang Yu was present, but the moment he left, they instantly fixed!

This was like playing with him, wasting more than three hours of Fang Yu's time.

“These teleportation arrays couldn't have repaired themselves. There must be some kind of existence I haven't discovered yet, secretly repairing them!” Fang Yu’s eyes were cold, he thought to himself, “Perhaps it was that will just now”

"I don't think so. That will is cowardly and only targets the weak, since it was scared off by you, it's unlikely to provoke you again," Lì Huòyù said, "But your idea is correct, these formations can't completely eliminate it."

"Whether you obliterate it or destroy it... the other side can regenerate a teleportation array in just a short time."

So, all your hard work this afternoon was in vain.

"Since you knew, why didn't you say so earlier" Fang Yu asked with an unhappy expression.

"You didn't ask me either," Li Huoyu said. "Besides, I'm just a spirit. I can't help you make any choices, I can only chat with you and stuff..."

Fang Yu no longer said much, just frowning at the teleportation formation in front of him.

He knew that destroying these teleportation arrays would be pointless.

Because they can be fixed at any time.

To truly destroy them, there is only one solution...

That is to find the underlying cause and eliminate it!

"Repair these teleportation arrays. If it wasn't that will from earlier, then it must be... closely related to the alien race, even possibly the will of the Holy Institution originating from the alien race." Fang Yu's eyes were cold.

The figure of the Holy Will... has been appearing more and more frequently lately.

Although they were all just guesses, his intuition told him that they were likely true.

The Holy See's true intentions haven't fully manifested yet. Its actions are either carried out secretly or... it only sends what are called "punishers".

The true body of the Sacred Institution's will still lurks behind.

"Since it can't be destroyed, then there's no need to destroy it." Fang Yu's eyes were cold as he looked at the teleportation formation in front of him, muttering to himself, "I want to see what you plan to do with these teleportation formations."

……

Fang Yu returned to the Beidu mansion.

For a while, he ran back and forth between the mansion and Rongdao Prince's territory.

But in reality, the time spent within the territory is very short.

Because he had nothing to do during this time, he could only silently wait for the appearance of the sixth holy fruit.

And most of the time, within the grand residence in Beidu, he would also be resting on the top floor of the bamboo pavilion, occasionally checking on Ji Ruimei's cultivation progress.

Days were very peaceful, more so than the year before the arrival of the outsiders.

This is Fangyu's most accustomed rhythm of life.

Spend my days doing chores and gardening...

However, although life had been peaceful recently, Fang Yu's mind was far from calm.

For he knew well that this was the calm before the storm.

When the last sacred fruit appears, there will inevitably be an extremely fierce battle.

How many powerful opponents will appear then, it remains to be seen.

But one thing is certain: for the other party, this battle is definitely a victory.

Because once it fails, the problem won't involve just himself.

The whole planet... could possibly disappear into nothingness because of the Source Crystal's destruction.

At this moment, Fang Yu remembered the words he had said to Tang Xiaorou when they first met.

He is not a hero, and he does not want to be a hero.

But now, the world has pushed him to the forefront.

He took a step back, and the whole line would collapse.

And once it collapses, everything and everyone he cares about...will vanish forever.

Therefore, Fang Yu had no choice.

He could only stand at the front, becoming the sole line of defense.

This may be the two sentences Dao Tian told him back then.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"There is nothing you have to do."

Of course, at present, Fang Yu does not feel any pressure.

In his view, there were indeed many opponents, some of whom were extremely mysterious.

But he just didn't feel the pressure.

As for why...it can only be attributed to strength.

Although he had never managed to break through the Qi Condensation Stage, Fang Yu had already built up enough confidence over two thousand years ago.

Back then, he could have charged in with his sword and chopped off the head of that old dog Hong Yin from Ziyan Palace. Now, there's even less reason for him to be afraid.

And the source of his strength and confidence... was that he had not been defeated for too long.

Over the years, from the peak of the tribulation period to fellow cultivators at the Qi refining stage... he fought whoever he pleased and never failed.

He seems to have no rivals within the world.

And in the recent two years, that unspeakable man had sent him all sorts of legendary treasures.

Liao Huo Yu, the tear of extreme cold, the spiritual body of the Great Dao...

Fang Yu, who already had no opponents, was further empowered by these treasures.

In this situation, he really wouldn't know what pressure is like.

"But Master's words always make sense. Maybe I really will run into some trouble." Fang Yu scratched his head and muttered to himself.

……

A week passed quickly.

The time for the sixth sacred fruit to appear, as stated by Tianji Daoist, should be within this week.

Fang Yu was lying on the comfortable armchair on the top floor of the bamboo building, just like before.

Neither the Shenhai Dynasty nor the Empress' side has made any move.

It seems everyone is waiting for the appearance of the sixth sacred fruit.

In the afternoon, Fang Yu woke up and brewed a pot of tea for himself. He slowly ate the snacks brought by Ye Shengxue while enjoying his tea.

The sun is shining brightly, but the temperature isn't high.

Mr. Fang, Leng Yun is here!

After a while, Ye Shengxue's voice appeared behind her, full of joy.

Fang Yu turned his head to look behind him, and sure enough, he saw a sky-blue haired Su Lengyun standing there gracefully.

"Brother Yu." Su Lengyun's beautiful face, with a charming smile.

"Just so, why don't you come have some afternoon tea with me" Fang Yu said.

"Hmm!"

Su Lengyun immediately walked forward and sat down opposite Fang Yu.

“If you don’t have anything else to do, Shèng Xuě, you can come along too.” Fang Yǔ said again.

"...Okay."e like the previous four Transcendent Realm powerhouses And like the First-Grade Immortal Sects they belonged to, wiped out!Nobody knows!……I don't know how long it had been, but suddenly a cold wind b...