Fu Shan’s cultivation had already reached a bottleneck. Within the Holy Nether Guard, it was impossible for a Calamity Immortal to appear. This was because of a shackle that was marked down in their bloodline. Long ago, perhaps he had been unwilling to submit himself to such a fate and tried to break through, but now he had accepted the stark reality. Several days ago he had obtained some understandings. While it was hopeless for him to make a breakthrough in his boundary, he should still be able to improve his strength a little.

But at a critical juncture, loud blaring warning sounds rose up in his seclusion chamber. Fu Shan’s eyes fiercely opened and the inspiration in his mind rapidly passed, leaving his face pale. He took a deep shuddering breath to suppress his anger and flicked his sleeves, opening the stone door and walking out.

After stepping out, the anger in his heart dissipated a little and Fu Shan couldn’t help but become worried. If there was someone who tried to contact him without hesitating to disturb his seclusion, this inevitably had to be something important, right? Thinking of this, his heartbeat began to quicken. It seemed that the only matter right now that was worthy of such commotion was the Lord Commander. His footsteps quickened.

After rushing out from the tunnel, Fu Shan saw Yuan Zhen pacing back and forth. He was holding a blue stone and his face was flushed red;...