The battlefield over there is beyond my ability to intervene.
The only issue is, all three ancestral elders have taken action, yet there is no sign of the Tianyuan Formation being lifted.
I hope it won't end with those elders being defeated, leaving Tianyuan Town shut in like trapped dogs, to be slaughtered and razed...
"No matter how it ends, all we can do is leave it to fate. I can only focus on doing what I can manage right now, and..."
Fang Yu remembered that rainy night when he lost control—the scene of a beam descending from the sky, clashing against the Tianyuan Formation.
Perhaps...
No, now is not the time for such thoughts.
Looking around, Fang Yu found himself at the very extreme edge of the south side of Tianyuan Town, right under the South Gate.
Though the Three Thousand Wood-Blood Jutsu streaked across with reckless abandon, it had not deviated much from its path, running straight through to its end.
"Since I'm here, I'll go look for Ding Hui first."
