The resources of the Fang Clan are extremely profound…. They definitely deserve to be one of the Four Great Clans. However, when the Ji Clan attacks, could it really be resolved so simply?”
“The Fang Clan has unleashed all of their secret weapons. Does the Ji Clan… have anything left in reserve?”
“Could it be that the three Dao Realm experts outside the sealing shield will join in the battle?”
“Not likely. The Three Great Daoist Societies… have already quelled the uprisings in their respective organizations. If those three dared to enter the fight, the Three Great Daoist Societies would definitely seize the opportunity to make a move!”
“So… what trick does the Ji Clan have up its sleeve?” The Dao Realm Patriarchs all watched closely.
“Something’s off!” As Meng Hao looked around, he realized that apparently, nobody else had the same feeling as him. He seemed to be the only one in the entire clan who thought something fishy was going on.
Up in midair, booms rang out from the battles going on. Fang Yanxu was in a position of complete superiority, and when he attacked, massive explosions resulted. The three Quasi-Dao old men were already injured, and could just barely fight back. Blood spurted out from their wounds constantly, and they were clearly on the verge of being eradicated in spirit and body.
Down below, the traitorous clan members were suffering successive defeats. They were suffering gruesome and severe casualties, and it appeared to be impossible for them to ever again seize the upper hand.
Despite that, the sense of imminent disaster continued to grow stronger in Meng Hao.
He wasn’t sure why, but subconsciously, he found himself looking around at the members of the Fang Clan in the ancestral mansion. His gaze swept about, and just when he was about to give up, his eyes suddenly went wide, and fixed upon a single person.
That was… Fang Donghan!
Back on Planet South Heaven, he had helped Meng Hao escape from an ambush. After Meng Hao returned to the Fang Clan, he had not acted with any sort of hostility. Apparently, his main goal was to incite Meng Hao and Fang Wei into fighting each other. After they were both injured, then he would be able to rise to prominence.
That was what Meng Hao had always assumed. Now, as he looked over at Fang Donghan, his heart began to pound. That was because Fang Donghan’s lips were suddenly twisted into a smile of derision. Apparently,he was not among the traitors, yet no fighting had occurred in his vicinity. He stood there, apparently able to remain concealed from the views of all others, completely overlooked by everyone around him.
Perhaps you could even say that he had been forgotten!
It was impossible to say what method he had used to make all of the other clan members forget his existence….
He was visible, but anyone that looked at him couldn’t remember who he was; it was a strange sensation indeed.
When Meng Hao looked at him, he could apparently sense it, and looked back. Their gazes locked on to each other, and Meng Hao’s mind filled with roaring. His face flickered as an unprecedented sensation of crisis exploded out within him.
Even as that happened, Meng Hao’s vision swam, and he suddenly felt as if he were entering another world. It was a world where everything was as crimson as blood. The ground was like a mass of gore, and roaring sounds filled the air. All of a sudden, countless iron chains snaked up from the ground. They were red, as if they had been stained by unimaginable amounts of blood, and they flew out in Meng Hao’s direction, instantly wrapping around him to bind him up.
He was absolutely powerless to resist, almost as if he had turned into a mortal. Even more terrifying to Meng Hao was the fact that he was incredibly sleepy, as if he couldn’t even keep his eyelids open.
No matter how alarmed he became, he was incapable of controlling his own body, and was clearly on the verge of falling fast asleep.
As the chains closed in on him, all of a sudden, the first generation Patriarch’s Nirvana Fruit suddenly began to vibrate inside of his bag of holding.
A tremor ran through him, and then he began to quiver all over. He suddenly woke up, and his eyes widened. The vision he had been experiencing shattered into fragments, which then turned into a windstorm that swept about in all directions. It was as if some massive power had reached out, grabbed ahold of him, and wrenched him forcibly out of that world.
Blood sprayed from his mouth as his vision returned to normal. He was still on Planet East Victory, in the Fang Clan. He could see Fang Donghan smiling at him, a cold, deviant smile. The sensation Meng Hao got was that of unspeakable fear and terror. It was as if there was something hiding inside of Fang Donghan… some sort of towering Immortal Divinity that could crush even the Dao Realm!
Fang Donghan looked deeply at Meng Hao, as if he were somewhat surprised that Meng Hao had been