Chapter 673: Exposed: Wormhole Shuttle

Chapter 673: Chapter 520: Exposed: Wormhole Shuttle

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Atop the walls of the Eastern District Fortress.

Li Tiannan and Shen Changsheng were practically stunned speechless.

Although they couldn’t see everything that was happening in the Beast Race Camp, they could still make out the gist of it.

Gao Neng was storming the camp.

All alone!

Without any backup.

And yet, he had fought his way from the main gate of the Beast Race Camp to the rear gate, then from the rear gate to the left gate, and from the left gate to the right gate…

‘An Immortal! Everyone, come and see the Immortal!’

As the former War God of the Military Department, Li Tiannan had been through hundreds of battles, large and small. But he had never even heard of someone like Gao Neng, let alone seen one.

“How did he get to the other gates?” Li Tiannan asked Shen Changsheng.

“I don’t know…” And Shen Changsheng truly didn’t. His Celestial Telescope was the least clear of them all; you could say it had the “lowest resolution.”

All he could see was a blurry shadow weaving through the battlefield, one moment sending blood flying, the next vanishing completely.

By the time he managed to catch sight of the shadow again, it would already be in a different location, having gone directly from the front gate to the rear.

“Did you see the Beast Race Sword Saint’s strike?” Li Tiannan mused. If even he couldn’t see it clearly, how could Shen Changsheng possibly have seen it?

“Yes. It was truly powerful!” Shen Changsheng nodded.

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s technique!

Even from over ten kilometers away, where he could only catch glimpses of light and shadow, he could still clearly feel its aura.

“If I wanted to escape with my life, I could block one strike at most. What about you?” Li Tiannan spoke again.

“I’m not sure I could even block a single one…” Shen Changsheng gave a bitter smile. He was speaking the truth. After all, the Beast Race Sword Saint’s technique was simply too terrifying.

Unity of Heaven and Man!

It meant that every one of the Beast Race Sword Saint’s strikes contained the laws of heaven and earth.

“But Gao Neng blocked a strike…” As Li Tiannan said this, he felt a strange pang in his chest, as if he’d been struck by an arrow.

At the last moment, he had happened to see the scene inside the Royal Tent.

The Beast Race Sword Saint slashed down with his sword.

Gao Neng didn’t retreat or evade this time.

Instead, he met it head-on.

“Yes, he blocked a strike. By now, he’s probably…” Shen Changsheng couldn’t bring himself to continue.

He could see what Gao Neng was doing, but he couldn’t hear what he was saying.

From his perspective, the scene he saw was…

While Gao Neng was paying his respects to the Sword Elder, the Beast Race Sword Saint suddenly appeared and delivered a strike, which Gao Neng did not dodge.

The outcome, then, was obvious.

“That damn brat! Why did he have to protect Elder Jian’s body? Why didn’t he just dodge that strike?!” Li Tiannan’s fists clenched.

“…” Shen Changsheng fell silent.

In his mind, Gao Neng had always been exceptionally clever. This time, however, the opponent he faced was ultimately just too powerful.

A strike from the Beast Race Sword Saint!

Even he couldn’t block it.

Gao Neng, who had just broken through to the ninth rank…

How could he possibly have escaped unscathed?

THUMP!

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

It was followed by a weary, complaining sigh.

“Oof, holy crap… That Beast Race Sword Saint is seriously fierce. That one strike nearly emptied my health bar…”

“…”

“!!!”

A brief silence.

Then, utter shock and delight.

Because Li Tiannan was all too familiar with that voice.

But the crucial question was, Gao Neng had clearly just taken a blow from the Beast Race Sword Saint in the Royal Tent of the Beast Race Camp. How could he possibly have gotten back to the Eastern District Fortress already?

Even an Immortal couldn’t pull a stunt like that, right?!

Filled with this doubt…

Li Tiannan finally turned around.

Behind him—no… to be precise, behind Fang Tangtang—stood two figures. One was Gao Neng, and the other was the Sword Elder.

Gao Neng was back!

Not only had he returned, but he’d also brought the Sword Elder’s body with him.

What did this mean?

It meant the scene he had witnessed through the Celestial Telescope was real.

Gao Neng had really fought back and forth across the Beast Race Camp several times and then taken a strike from the Beast Race Sword Saint?!

But the question returned to the crucial point…

How did Gao Neng get back?!

A distance of ten kilometers…

How could he just pop back whenever he wanted, and with a corpse in tow, no less?

“Huh?” Gao Neng had also noticed the problem. He had left his mark on Fang Tangtang, so logically, he should have reappeared behind her.

That part of the setup was correct, of course.

But there seemed to have been a small “hiccup.”

‘Did I forget to tell Fang Tangtang to find a corner somewhere in the Eastern District Fortress and stay there by herself?’ Gao Neng thought, trying to recall.

He was pretty sure that’s what he’d said!

So, why was Fang Tangtang with Shen Ning’Er? And not just with Shen Ning’Er, but also with Li Tiannan and Shen Changsheng in tow.

Most importantly…

There were also several thousand soldiers on the wall!

And their eyes were fixed on him, as if drawn by a magnet.

‘Alright, did I just expose myself?’

“Gao Neng, you… you’re back?! I thought you were dead!!” a clear voice cried out, and a body threw itself into his arms.

He didn’t need to guess who it was.

This body had no other merits besides a slim waist.

Perfectly flat…

Who else could it be but Fang Tangtang?