At this mont, in the void, an unknown entity is clawing at the ti rift, desperately trying to crawl out.
Several figures approached and scrutinized the strange object.
After a long look, they tentatively asked, "Old Seven?"
"Is it Old Seven?"
After confirming for quite a while, they exchanged glances.
After a long ti, the strange object emitted a hoarse voice: "Help...help!"
Upon hearing this voice, they finally reacted and together pulled this distorted "thing" out.
After pulling it out, it took several hours before it gradually took the shape of a human silhouette, allowing a rough outline to be seen.
"Old Seven, what happened to you?"
It was the first ti they had seen Old Seven so severely injured.
Old Seven didn’t answer, just sat there healing himself continuously, and seeing this, the others also helped with the healing.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to answer, but his injuries were too severe to speak.
.....
Thus, with the help of others, they even used thousands of healing holy dicines to bring Old Seven back.
However, his leg was permanently crippled, and no thod could restore it.
Old Seven stood up hobbling, then sat back down, his face numb, pupils unfocused, as if in a daze without speaking for a long ti.
The other four dared not ask much, seeing Old Seven in such a state, fearing he had encountered sothing terrifying.
They knew Old Seven was famously tenacious.
Once, when Old Seven was still very weak, he fought alone against ten thousand Void Kun Beasts in the Black Domain, being bitten for tens of thousands of years, with not a single piece of intact flesh on his body, yet he never uttered a sound, truly a hard bone.
But now, it’s as if Old Seven’s soul had been sucked out, his entire being muddled, eyes lifeless, seemingly having lost all his strength and ans.
Seeing Old Seven’s tragic state, Old Nine understood the situation and could only keep sighing.
Given Old Seven’s tenacious nature, it’s a miracle he’s alive...
....
Old Seven idled in that place for several years.
The dignified Third Brother finally asked the first question: "Old Seven, what exactly happened?"
"If there’s any difficulty, tell us, and we will help you solve it together."
Hearing this, Old Seven shook his head woodenly and kept murmuring: "It’s over, all over, my life is completely ruined...."
Hearing these words, they exchanged looks, and Old Five also asked: "Old Seven, although you are severely injured, you have recovered, and it’s just a la leg, no big deal, right?"
...
"All the fortunes and treasures I’ve gathered over the years are all gone."
"It’s all gone, not a bit left..."
Saying this, Old Seven’s eyes suddenly reddened as if about to burst into tears, were it not for his pride preventing it.
After several exchanges, they finally learned about Old Seven’s ordeal.
It turned out that after he went to the River of Ti, he really encountered a River Guardian, terribly strong, terrifyingly strong!
Directly robbing all the fortunes and treasures Old Seven had.
Then, Old Nine comforted: "It’s good that you preserved your life, opportunities and treasures lost can be accumulated again."
Because Old Seven had a characteristic of liking to collect fortunes and treasures, probably having more than the five of them combined.
"No!"
"I have no chance to recover...."
"I’ve incurred a massive debt, and now... now I must find a way to search for treasures to repay quickly."
"Otherwise, that guy will personally co for , and I’ll have no place to hide in All Heavens and Myriad Realms!"
Hearing this, their eyes widened in shock.
Old Nine heavily patted his shoulder: "It’s okay, I owe a lot too, as long as there’s life, there’s hope, repay it slowly...."
He could only comfort Old Seven this way.
"Old Nine, how much do you owe?" Old Seven suddenly raised his head, urgently asking Old Nine.
Old Nine held up seven fingers.
"Seven hundred thousand pieces?" Old Seven asked.
"What seven hundred thousand? Just seven pieces," Old Nine replied, "Seven Supre Treasures, that’s a lot too."
Hearing this, Old Seven deflated again, waving his hand: "Then we’re not the sa."
Hearing this, Old Nine pursued further: "So how much do you owe?"
.....
Old Seven waved his hand, refusing to speak, only feeling a dark future ahead.
"Old Seven, be honest with , did you provoke him?"
Although Old Nine also owed a debt, in his mory, that River Guardian was quite principled and wouldn’t randomly rob.
So there was only one possibility, that Old Seven had caused trouble at the River of Ti, or even attacked that River Guardian, otherwise.... how could he end up in such a state, not only losing all his fortunes but also owing a massive debt.
"I don’t want to say anything now, I want to be alone in peace."
Old Seven waved his hand and sat alone again, lost in thought.
The others wisely left, after all... this involved the River of Ti and the Supre Entity on it, they were powerless to help.
It was as if, being a subject, you offended the Emperor, who could help? Who would dare to help?
....
"Old Nine, does that guy have soone backing him?"
Third Brother pulled Old Nine aside and asked in a lowered voice.
He wanted to know if Huang had the backing of that man from the River of Ti, because if so, resisting was useless; surrendering would be the only option.
Old Nine shook his head: "That senior probably doesn’t know him, if that senior were supporting Huang, you wouldn’t be seeing now."
"Back then, when I went upstream the River of Ti to kill his past self, I was erased by that senior."
"The level that senior is at, his standing, how could he care about our affairs."
"Our wars, in his eyes, might as well be trivial as children fighting."
"Would gods in heaven care about ants on the ground?"
....
Hearing this, Third Brother paused and chuckled: "True."
"If Huang really had that backing him, we would have been wiped out long ago."
After saying this, Third Brother paused again, thinking of sothing more horrific.
"Old Nine...."
"I have a terrifying suspicion..."
"Hmm? What suspicion? Please tell , Third Brother."
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