"Master, Ruxue, I'm fine!" Jiang Chen reassured them, shaking his head with a faint, wry smile. "But, unfortunately, Junior Brother Fang Yuan has fallen..."
"Fang Yuan... has fallen?" Ji Mingxiu's face changed, his gaze turning toward the remains of the Dao Comprehension realm demonic python. Amid the wreckage, he quickly spotted fragments of what had once been Fang Yuan's body.
Fang Yuan had been a remarkable talent, second only to Jiang Chen in the Purple Heaven Holy Land—a prodigy with the potential to become a pillar of their sect. His death was a heavy loss.
However, Ji Ruxue seemed untouched by the news of Fang Yuan's demise; her focus stayed entirely on Jiang Chen. Her usually calm and composed demeanor was now replaced by intense worry.
