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Chapter 673 - 289: This Generation’s Luo God Raised a Fool!? (Part 2)

"How esteemed is the Luo God’s legacy? As the incarnation of Mi Fei, she protected the Luoshui and blessed all living beings. Her bloodline descendants hold the ’Luoshui Profound Chapter’ and guard the ’Biluo Sea’ war zone, being one of the Federation’s towering pillars at the Arctic Front. It’s no secret that there are Tier Four individuals in the family."

"Does such a family need to sell their own people to appease the Life Ghost? For what?"

Her analysis was calm and incisive.

After all, the Luo Family’s legacy is the Luo God.

Not just some Divine Er Fu, there’s a vast difference there.

Chu Kuanglan himself found the idea too absurd, scratching his head sheepishly: "Yeah... I was just guessing."

"If it really is that Luo Family, then it would be a huge mess..."

"But come to think of it, besides the illustrious Luo God family, is there any other Luo family at the Arctic Front capable of such immense energy, partnering with the Ji Family to do something so earth-shattering? And hide it so well?"

Silence fell again beneath the icy rock.

Only the whimpering of the wind and snow could be heard.

Yes, that mysterious Luo family, like a ghost hiding in the depths of the ice field, has no trace besides a surname.

...

On the high heavens, the wind and snow intensified.

Fang Qingyu, wrapped in Shenxiao, seemed like a god wielding thunder.

His speed far surpassed the Shadow Erosion Ice-toothed Beasts flapping their bony wings below.

Their shadows were rendered useless under the absolute speed difference and the majestic heavenly might of Shenxiao.

"Die!"

The cold word dissipated into the wind and snow.

With every flash of thunder, an Ice-toothed Beast would let out a piercing shriek, its charred body plummeting from the high sky.

Clean, swift, efficient.

In just a moment, the last Ice-toothed Beast in sight, trying to slip into the cloud gaps.

Was pierced through the skull by a precisely struck Thunder Spear.

Smoking black, it plunged towards the endless ice field below.

Fang Qingyu hovered in midair, molten gold vertical pupils scanning in all directions, his powerful perception sweeping through the turbulent snow clouds.

Confirming there were no stragglers.

Mission complete.

Then, he turned direction, Shenxiao pushing him, racing back towards where Wei Banmeng and the others waited at the Ice Cliff.

His speed was very fast.

The endless ice ridge below flew backward like a blurred gray-white ribbon.

Soon, that familiar, steep ice cliff, jagged like a beast’s fangs stabbing the sky, appeared in view.

Fang Qingyu descended, preparing to land.

Just as his feet were about to touch the ice edge of the cliff, polished glassy by the wind...

Buzz!!!

An invisible fluctuation unexpectedly descended.

Like a transparent dome, it instantly enveloped the entire ice cliff, including Fang Qingyu who had just landed, and the waiting four of Wei Banmeng.

Time seemed to stretch.

The previous second of howling blizzard, battering the dome, suddenly fell silent.

Not weakening, but utterly still.

Even the air’s flow seemed frozen.

A suffocating heavy pressure, like molten mercury, pressed from all sides, weighing on every person.

"Qingzi!"

"God Fang!"

Wei Banmeng and the others cried out almost simultaneously in astonishment.

They instinctively jumped up, weapons drawn, Qi Blood or Energy erupting instinctively, forming a back-to-back defensive formation, warily scanning the strangely clean yet eerily silent space.

Every heart sank to the bottom.

To open a force field against them without any warning.

That alone demonstrated the strength of the newcomer...

And Fang Qingyu’s brows furrowed slightly too.

The Shenxiao around him, just settling, suddenly erupted again.

Dark golden electric tendrils danced wildly, illuminating him like a thunder god descended.

As Fang Qingyu looked forward again, his gaze locked onto the empty space ahead.

In his vision.

A scarlet, eye-catching title, like ink dropping into clear water, slowly emerged, taking shape.

[Divine Incarnation]!

As the title became clear, a figure, as if stepping out of rippling water, appeared silently atop the ice cliff, less than ten steps from Fang Qingyu’s team.

The newcomer was completely wrapped in an indiscernible, wide black robe.

Face covered by a pure white mask with no patterns, revealing only two deep eyes.

The figure wasn’t tall, yet exuded an unyielding and unfathomable presence.

Just standing there, a formless pressure, originating from the essence of life itself.

Made Wei Banmeng and the others feel their breathing become difficult, their inner power sluggish.

Tier Four!

Definitely a Tier Four existence!!

"Someone from the Ji Family?"

Chu Kuanglan bellowed with forced pressure, his voice deep and resonant.

Wei Banmeng’s eyes grew intensely grave, the Profound Qilin Double Blades in hand humming softly, her voice cold and exceedingly cautious: "No... not necessarily. It could also be... someone from the Luo Family!"

Fang Qingyu stepped forward, subtly shielding his team behind him.

The Shenxiao around him roared more fiercely, molten gold vertical pupils peering through the mask, locking eyes with the other’s inscrutable depths, his voice calm without a ripple:

"What’s the matter?"

Saying this, Fang Qingyu’s gaze instinctively flickered to the sky above.

Didn’t Old Man Hong say that there couldn’t be any Tier Four nearby?

How come, just after saying this, it turned out this way?

Jiu... delayed?

The black-robed and masked person seemed to catch Fang Qingyu’s subtle eye movement.

A voice devoid of any discernible emotion, issued through the mask slowly, breaking the absolute silence of this space:

"Don’t bother looking. Jiu, is not here."