Wu Junyan had fused with the law of the Emperor’s weapon fragment. As his cultivation level increased, he would gradually be able to unleash the power of the fragment.

The weapon of Ancient Emperor Taiwei was a black-gold ancient pot. After a great battle, it shattered into three fragments. Now, Wu Junyan had gained the recognition of one of these fragments, an unparalleled fortune.

In future battles, using the Emperor’s weapon fragment against common people would be a devastating blow, making even sacred weapons and treasures avoid its edge.

The barrier formed by the Emperor’s weapon slowly dissipated, and one fragment merged into Wu Junyan’s body, while the other two hid at the edge of the starry sky, beyond anyone’s reach.

Perhaps when Wu Junyan grew stronger, he would have the chance to control all three fragments.

“Should we make a move?”

In the shadows, some individuals had been waiting for the barrier to disappear, eager to act.

“Now is a great opportunity. If we miss it, it might be hard to get another chance.”

At this moment, Wu Junyan had just awakened, his movements still a bit stiff.

“Are you blind? Can’t you see Chen Qingyuan and the others standing by?”

Many leaders of various forces initially wanted to strike, but upon seeing Chen Qingyuan, they suppressed their thoughts and decided to wait and see.

Since that battle, Chen Qingyuan had become renowned, and among his peers, who didn’t hold him in some degree of awe?

However, the supreme fortune of the Emperor’s weapon fragment was enough to shake anyone’s resolve, tempting them to risk everything.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a corner of the starry sky exploded, and a man in a black robe charged towards Wu Junyan at an incredible speed, unleashing a premeditated killing move with overwhelming momentum.

The black-robed man concealed his aura and appearance, clearly not wanting to reveal his true identity.

“Such audacity.”

Chen Qingyuan had been watching the void around them. The moment the black-robed man made his move, Chen Qingyuan gripped the Yulan Sword and swung it through the air.

Swish—

The sword light flashed, spanning countless miles.

However, the black-robed man had prepared for this ambush years in advance, moving so quickly that Chen Qingyuan’s strike barely missed him.

Chen Qingyuan frowned and hurried towards Wu Junyan.

Daochen Buddha’s child and Zhangsun Fengye followed closely behind, the situation tense.

“Got him!”

The black-robed man’s attack was about to strike Wu Junyan’s forehead. Believing he had a great chance, he smiled with excitement, planning to snatch the Emperor’s weapon fragment and retreat swiftly.

Buzz—

At the critical moment, Wu Junyan raised his right hand, and a gentle force emanated from his palm, spreading out like ripples in water.

Boom!

The next instant, the black-robed man’s attack was effortlessly blocked by Wu Junyan, leaving him unscathed.

“Damn.”

Realizing his failure, the black-robed man didn’t hesitate and turned to flee.

He had only one chance. Since he failed, he had to retreat immediately. Any delay could be fatal.

Whoosh—

The black-robed man had already prepared his escape route before making his move.

By the time Chen Qingyuan and the others arrived, the black-robed man had already left the void, leaving no trace.

“He’s fast.”

Chen Qingyuan glanced around but couldn’t find any sign of the black-robed man, muttering softly.

“He came prepared.”

Fortunately, Wu Junyan had awakened and defended himself; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.

“Old Wu, are you alright?”

Chen Qingyuan took a few steps forward, carefully examining Wu Junyan. He noticed a simple yet profound Dao Mark on Wu Junyan’s forehead.

“Yes.” Wu Junyan nodded lightly, still as taciturn as ever.

“Let’s talk somewhere else. It’s not safe here.”

Chen Qingyuan could clearly sense dozens of powerful law fluctuations. Those people were surely coveting the fragment, and it was uncertain when they might make a move.

“Alright.”

So, the group moved to a desolate area, ensuring they weren’t followed before stopping.

At the foot of a barren mountain, the four of them sat around a stone table with tea and fine wine.

“What’s your current situation?”

Chen Qingyuan asked directly.

“My body has fused with an Emperor’s weapon fragment.”

Wu Junyan didn’t hide anything. He trusted that Chen Qingyuan and the others wouldn’t harm him.

If he couldn’t trust Chen Qingyuan, Wu Junyan wouldn’t trust anyone in this world.

“Such fortune is worth celebrating.” Chen Qingyuan raised his cup and drank, and the others joined in.

After setting down his cup, Chen Qingyuan sighed, “Old Wu, our peers covet what you have. We can withstand the pressure, but we need to find a way to escape after the Hundred Veins Banquet.”

“I know this is serious. I don’t want to drag you all down.”

Wu Junyan was still the same, unwilling to owe anyone and preferring to handle his troubles alone.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Chen Qingyuan gave Wu Junyan a stern look and seriously discussed, “Everyone, let’s think of a good plan.”

“Well…” Zhangsun Fengye had thought about it many times and finally concluded, “Leave it to fate.”

Madman, look at my eyes.

Chen Qingyuan rolled his eyes, tapping the table lightly, each tap like a beat on their hearts, the mood heavy.

The atmosphere was tense, and everyone was silent.

After a while, Daochen Buddha’s child spoke, “In my humble opinion, when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten. After the Hundred Veins Banquet, if the older generation dares to act, fate will decide.”

“We’re discussing how to escape, not waiting for judgment.”

Chen Qingyuan said.

“My humble opinion remains the same. We have not yet grown strong enough to contend with those old fellows who have lived for thousands of years.”

Daochen Buddha’s child was as honest as ever.

“Forget it, let’s not discuss this anymore.”

Chen Qingyuan had hoped to gather everyone’s strength to come up with a feasible escape plan. That way, he wouldn’t have to reveal his life-saving trump cards.

However, it seemed his wishful thinking had failed.

When the time came, if he didn’t use the prayer bead and the life-saving talisman given by the Red-Dressed Girl, Chen Qingyuan wouldn’t be able to bring Wu Junyan back to the Northern Wilderness alive.

Once back in the Northern Wilderness, Chen Qingyuan could leverage the power of the Academy to protect Wu Junyan’s life.

The Emperor’s weapon fragment was a significant matter.

It was truly a headache!

Handing over the fragment might be the best choice.

But Chen Qingyuan had already asked Wu Junyan, and the fragment had fused with his body.

To separate them, Wu Junyan’s cultivation and foundation would have to be destroyed, and the fragment would automatically separate without the nourishment of spiritual qi.

“My brother won’t suffer such humiliation.”

Chen Qingyuan thought to himself, already planning to use all his trump cards to protect Wu Junyan.