Zheng Song lay tightly on the inside of the door of his room, looking through the gap between the two doors, paying close attention to the strange change in the center of the market town in the distance.
Due to the long distance and the fact that it was late at night, Zheng Song's field of vision was greatly restricted.
Even if he concentrated all his attention on this, he could not clearly see the location of the distant mutation and the specific situation at this time when the 'power of spiritual thought' was out of reach.
He could only vaguely guess at one fact based on the oscillations in the void that were constantly radiating to this place, and the aftermath of the sound waves that were weakened many times during the propagation process -
The mysterious and powerful senior "Song Wudao" seemed to be threatened by some powerful attack of unknown origin.
According to the current observation results, the situation of the senior "Song Wudao" seems to be extremely bad at this time——
Facing those attacks of unknown origin, the latter seems to have no effective countermeasures and can only passively adopt the strategy of holding on to its base.
And this conclusion gave Zheng Song a huge encouragement invisibly.
An uncontrollable expectation arose in his heart——
If this senior ‘Song Wudao’ really fails and dies in response to tonight’s attack.
So, can these 'leaders' of the casual cultivators who are controlled by his secret methods take this opportunity to regain their freedom?
Of course, it cannot be ruled out at this time whether the person who is attacking Song Wudao is the same person as the latter.
If these two people are really of the same species, then even if they, the 'leaders' of the casual cultivators, regain their freedom after Song Wudao's death, it will be difficult for them to escape the fate of continued slavery.
"In any case, compared to the previous situation where there was no hope at all, having more variables is always something worth looking forward to."
"No matter what the outcome of tonight's battle is, for us casual cultivators who have been controlled and enslaved, the outcome can't be any worse, right?"
After thinking about this, Zheng Song muttered a few words in his heart with some self-deprecation, in order to soothe the extremely restless mood in his heart.
Like the other 'leaders' of Kaiyuan Realm casual cultivators in the town who chose to wait and see what happened, from the beginning of the change to now, he had never considered the option of taking advantage of the chaos and escaping.
After all, there is no point in blindly escaping from this place before there is a way to deal with the hands and feet manipulated by the 'Senior Song' in the body.
As long as the senior 'Song Wudao' survives this crisis safely, no matter how far they run away during this period.
In the end, they will return here on their own in a strange way, and eventually die in an extremely miserable way.
Zheng Song had no doubts about this.
After all, those colleagues who had defected in various ways have used their lives to prove it to the remaining people more than once.
And after the latter returned on his own, in front of all of them, he turned into a horrific scene of blood and blood bit by bit amid extremely shrill wails.
Even though several years have passed, it is still clearly engraved in Zheng Song's mind.
Shocked by this horrifying precedent, Zheng Song and others did not dare to make the slightest move, even in the face of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape.
"I hope the second brother and the third brother can be calmer this time and never do stupid things!"
As his mind turned, Zheng Song subconsciously glanced at the south and north directions of the market town -
That was the residence of his two sworn brothers.
After the new market town was officially completed, the senior ‘Song Wudao’ issued a strict order:
No matter how close the relationship between the various Kaiyuan Realm ‘heads’ was before this, any form of meeting or exchange without permission will be allowed after this.
Otherwise, once discovered, they will be treated as defectors.
In order to fully implement this regulation, all Kaiyuan Realm ‘leaders’ will go out to hunt down casual cultivators every time they receive a mission.
There are huge differences in the routes and trajectories of their actions.
And under the threat of the inexplicable secret that is implanted in everyone's body, no one dares to change the route privately when going out.
And after these people returned to the market town, their respective residences had to be separated by a long distance.
Affected by this, Zheng Song could take the opportunity to see his two sworn brothers every time he regularly 'reported his work' at the residence of the 'Senior Song Wudao'.
But between the three of them, they only dared to have very brief exchanges with their eyes every time, and did not dare to have the slightest actual contact.
As his thoughts swirled, Zheng Song quickly converged on his somewhat divergent thoughts.
He turned his attention to the huge mansion in the center of the market town.
Just when he was slightly distracted, the shocking aftermath of the battle suddenly stopped without any warning.
Between movement and stillness, the entire market town was enveloped in a wordless and oppressive silence.
A strange emotion slowly grew in everyone's hearts.
During this period, only the hazy light and shadow from the looming blood-red barrier close to the ground at the center of the battle in the distance was still illuminating that area.
Telling everyone around who is paying attention to this matter, the war in the distance is still not over yet.
I don't know how long it took, but just when Zheng Song was feeling a little restless, he suddenly felt an illusory and huge energy shock.
In an instant, the giant light pillar that looked like divine punishment from before emerged once again, accompanied by huge thunderous roars.
As soon as the latter appeared, they seemed to be bombarded intensively towards the blood-red barrier below.
In just ten breaths, Zheng Song heard an earth-shattering explosion in the distance.
After a brief pause, he suddenly felt an illusory 'click' sound coming from the depths of his divine palace -
As if an invisible shackles were removed, the inexplicable heavy feeling that had been hanging over his heart since he was controlled by Song Wudao with the help of secret techniques a few years ago also disappeared.
Zheng Song stood there in silence for a moment, and then muttered to himself in confusion.
Although he had been full of expectations for this moment, he also had some guesses about the scene before him.
But when this thing really happened as he expected, he subconsciously became worried about gains and losses.
After all, the tragic endings of his former defecting colleagues really left a deep impression on him.
This made him almost instinctively doubt whether the illusory feeling of relief just now was an illusion caused by his own excessive expectations.
However, he has not yet considered a method for relevant verification.
Zheng Song suddenly discovered that in the sky above the place where the battle was taking place in the distance, there was that strange thing that had been continuously projecting astonishing beams of light to attack.
After circling at high speed in mid-air, it suddenly flew straight towards his direction.
According to his observations, these strange-looking things should be puppet creations.
As it flew away, a layer of light blue metallic luster emerged from time to time.
The escape speed of this puppet creation was extremely fast, spanning thousands of meters in an instant, and hovering directly above the Zheng Song family's mansion.
And, after a slight pause, he rushed straight towards the room where Zheng Song was.
When Zheng Song saw this, his expression suddenly froze.
He stared blankly at the huge puppet creation that had rushed two feet away, with only a door between him and him.
After the distance was greatly shortened, he could clearly feel the oppressive feeling brought by the latter's huge size of more than one foot.
And the latter emits indescribable terrifying energy fluctuations while traveling.
It made Zheng Song feel that his body and mind had suffered an unbearable shock.
It made it difficult for him to even take the simplest breath.
Under this terrifying pressure, Zheng Song felt despair in his heart, and only one thought ran through his mind:
"Done!"
What he was most worried about finally happened!
Just when Zheng Song was feeling a little nervous, a strange yet familiar voice suddenly appeared in his mind:
"It's really you, Fatty Zheng!"
…
After each thought that the other had died many years ago, they unexpectedly reunited in this borderland.
Zheng Song gradually calmed down from his joyful mood.
After a brief voice communication with Gao Yuan through the puppet creation.
Zheng Song then left home and flew over the market town.
He faced due west, quietly waiting for Gao Yuan's arrival.
In the process, an extremely realistic problem was also placed in front of Zheng Song——
What kind of attitude should he use to face this former friend who has been separated for more than ten years, but who is now very different from him in terms of cultivation level?
From a personal perspective, Zheng Song naturally regards Gao Yuan as his brother.
This can be seen from the fact that after he thought Gao Yuan was dead, he placed his memorial tablet in the family ancestral hall and worshiped it together with the Zheng clan.
However, after all, there is a huge gap between the two people in terms of realm that is insurmountable.
And this huge gap in cultivation is like a natural chasm, spanning between the two people——
Among monks, apart from their closest relatives of flesh and blood, their status has always been determined by their cultivation.
What's more, he and Gao Yuan have been separated for ten years!
Under such a long span of time, even close relatives will feel a certain sense of alienation and estrangement.
What's more, they are friends with different surnames who are not related by blood and have only known each other for only half a year.
Under such circumstances, how to meet this former friend who is about to come has become an unavoidable problem.
Zheng Song was floating quietly in the air, thinking over and over again with great tangles in his heart, but still couldn't make up his mind.
He is not a flattering person, otherwise he would not have left those disciples of the big forces alone after successfully entering the Kaiyuan Realm and went to this border land to work as a miserable casual cultivator.
Of course, the situation is turbulent and one considers traveling far away to avoid disaster, but one of the important reasons is not to be too tainted with worldly sophistication.
Even that old friend from the past has now soared into the Hunyuan realm.
Zheng Song didn't want to act like he was begging for mercy in front of him.
And while he was hesitant in his heart, time was passing by bit by bit.
I don't know how long it took, but Zheng Song suddenly felt something and looked into the distance.
At the far end of the sky, an indescribable blue-green light and shadow was seen, moving from far to near at an exaggerated speed that far exceeded Zheng Song's imagination.
Behind this light and shadow, dragging a huge rainbow light extending endlessly towards the horizon.
Before Zheng Song could react, the huge light and shadow that was far away in the horizon at one breath was very close to him at the next breath.
The latter froze about a hundred feet away from him, and a young man wearing a light blue robe appeared.
It was Gao Yuan who was so excited that he ran away at full speed after meeting an old friend——
It only took him less than twenty minutes to cross a distance of thousands of miles and arrive above this nameless market town built next to the 'Phantom Cloud Mountain Range'.
Still far away, he saw the earth-yellow light and shadow suspended above the market town, looking towards the direction from which he had fled.
It was his former friend-Zheng Song.
In order to avoid using all his strength, the huge spiritual pressure generated by the 'Chaotic Shuttle' superimposed with the 'Shadow Whirlwind' magical power had an impact on Zheng Song.
Gao Yuan stopped a long way away so that he could get rid of the light and shadow in the sky in advance.
Because he was worried that the huge spiritual pressure of the 'Shadow Whirlwind' magical power would have an impact on Zheng Song, he stopped far away so that he could eliminate the light and shadow in the sky in advance.
After a brief daze, Zheng Song finally came back to his senses from the huge noise caused by Gao Yuan.
Looking at the road and the image, there was almost no change in the young figure.
Zheng Song's mouth closed slightly and he immediately corrected his attitude.
He quickly activated the 'Wind Control Technique' and flew away towards Gao Yuan's figure.
After coming closer, Zheng Song learned the common etiquette of the Northern Territory, bowed to Gao Yuan, and said in a deep voice, somewhat unskilled:
"Wan... junior Zheng Song, I have met senior... senior Gao."
At this time, Gao Yuan had just restrained the overwhelming spiritual pressure he had passively exerted, and when he looked up, he saw Zheng Song bowing and saluting.
He immediately stepped forward in a funny manner, forcibly pulled the other person up, punched him on the shoulder affectionately, and then said with a dissatisfied smile:
"Good on you, Fatty Zheng!"
"What's the relationship between us? Huh?"
"Cultivation is cultivation, and brothers are brothers!"
"I'm telling you, don't disgust me with such nonsense in the future!"
Looking at Gao Yuan's young and handsome face, there was almost no change from ten years ago.
Listening to the nonchalant tone from the other party's mouth, Zheng Song couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.
He didn't insist anymore, but looked at Gao Yuan carefully from top to bottom.