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第三百五十四章 玄黄逆炼心

But as the situation in the base deteriorated, Feng Yan decided to conduct an experiment. He would go against their wishes and take a different path.

Feng Yan knew that everyone was thinking the same thing but they were hesitant to act on it. So he said, "Comrades, let's be honest with each other. Before the arrival of the Sound Wave Demon Tide, traveling from Base Jiuxiu to Eternal Immortal Fortress took only two or three days."

"Even now, despite the terrifying tide and the difficulty in every step, if everything goes smoothly, we can still make it back within ten days at most."

"If we don't return soon, something unexpected will happen. It may be a disaster."

"As cultivators, we fight for our lives against heaven. Death is common, so there's no need to fear it."

"In fact, before leaving on this mission, Captain Cold had specially instructed me about this matter."

This was not just Feng Yan making things up; he did indeed have the permission of Captain Cold. The few Qianxuan soldiers present were witnesses.

After hearing these words, everyone fell silent and didn't argue with him. Feng Yan continued, "Currently, our supplies are running low, and it looks like there's no end to the Sound Wave Demon Tide..."

"An unavoidable question is before us: what will we do when all of our supplies run out?"

"Perhaps, we don't need to wait for that."

"As the stock of Black Death Talismans decreases, some people may already be unable to suppress their murderous intentions in order to secure a last chance at survival."

Seeing Feng Yan revealing everyone's dark thoughts without reservation, one cultivator couldn't hold it in and immediately spoke up.

"It can't happen! Absolutely not! Master Feng, you don't need to worry. For the Qianxuan Army, duty is greater than life."

"Yes! Master Feng, we will do our best to protect your safety as instructed. If anyone wants to harm you, they'll have to step over our corpses!"

The Golden Core cultivators of the Qianxuan Army all spoke with righteous resolve.

Seeing this scene, the other cultivators in the base, from the Martial Arts Hall and the Astral Law Hall, felt a bit tense as well.

"Master Feng..."

Just as he was about to speak, Feng Yan waved his hand to stop him. He smiled and said frankly, "Comrades, there's no need for such worry. Even ants try to survive. How much more so for us cultivators?"

"Who among us hasn't gone through countless hardships to reach this level?"

"The desire for survival is not wrong."

"But..."

Feng Yan paused, drawing everyone's attention. He spoke with a serious and righteous expression.

"We are all brothers in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. If we die fighting the Five Elders' Coalition, it will be worth it without any regrets."

"However, if we fall into self-inflicted destruction, I would not have a clear conscience."

"In order to avoid this situation, I believe that we should seek rescue before our supplies run out."

"As your brothers in the Qianxuan Army said, this Sound Wave Demon Tide is unprecedented. It's likely that Eternal Immortal Fortress is already struggling on its own and cannot be expected to send reinforcements."

"Instead of sitting idly by and waiting for death, it would be better to take a chance."

Feng Yan's words were firm, but the cultivators present all wore strange expressions.

Everyone understood the logic, but Cold had already met with misfortune in the Sound Wave Demon Tide. Who could guarantee that they could do what Cold couldn't?

Staying inside the base and clinging to life for a while was still an option. But stepping out into the white fog and the tide meant certain death.

You Feng Yan, are you trying to incite us to sacrifice ourselves?

Wouldn't you rather risk your own life and go alone to seek rescue?

The cultivators all thought this way. However, they didn't want to break their composure just yet. They exchanged glances and it was eventually Ye Cong who coughed lightly, wanting to persuade Feng Yan again.

But what Feng Yan said next left everyone stunned as he stood up.

"Captain Cold has likely perished in the Sound Wave Demon Tide while protecting me."

"I have always felt regret for this."

"I know that seeking rescue is extremely dangerous. If anyone else dies because of me, I would not be able to face you all."

"So, I decide..."

Feng Yan forced himself to say something against his principles.

"To go alone and seek rescue from Eternal Immortal Fortress."

"If I don't die, I will definitely find a way out for everyone!"

Feng Yan spoke with determination. Ye Cong and Qianxuan were completely surprised by this decision from the young array master.

They looked at each other in disbelief before their doubts turned to shock as they saw Feng Yan's resolute expression.

In fact, although Feng Yan was only a Golden Core cultivator, he held the highest position in Base Jiuxiu. All the Qianxuan soldiers and cultivators from the Martial Arts Hall and Astral Law Hall had come here solely to assist him with the construction of the Immortal Lock Array.

If he insisted that the construction of the Immortal Lock Array couldn't be delayed, and his death would inevitably delay the progress of the entire array, then most likely everyone would have no choice but to comply.

But now, instead of forcing them, Feng Yan volunteered for this nearly suicidal mission. He was willing to risk everything for their survival...

Was there really such a person in the world?

Could it be that ancient sages were like him?

After spending so much time with him, they never noticed?!

Only under life and death situations could one truly see a person's true nature.

The cultivators recalled their own dirty thoughts and felt ashamed.

With this shame, they sincerely persuaded Feng Yan.

"Master Feng, why must you do this! Although the situation is dire, it doesn't mean we need to sacrifice ourselves."

"Yes, Master Feng, please think carefully. Facing both the Sound Wave Demon Tide and the white fog at once is extremely dangerous! The odds are against us!"

...

Facing everyone's advice, Feng Yan said firmly, "My mind is made up, so there's no need for you to persuade me anymore."

"You have rich experience in surviving in this Abyss. If you really want to help, please tell me everything I need to know on the journey so that my chances of survival are higher."

Feng Yan spoke with a carefree attitude.

After pretending to be reserved and persuading him again, seeing that they couldn't change his mind, everyone sighed and reluctantly shared their survival experiences in this Abyss with Feng Yan.

Feng Yan listened intently and carefully recorded everything.

Then he set out alone into the white fog with only 20 days worth of supplies, leaving behind a sad gaze from everyone.

It was notable that Qianxuan had been moved by Feng Yan's righteousness and decided to accompany him on his journey before he left.

However, after praising his high moral standards, Feng Yan still declined his offer.

Wearing the Black Death Talisman, he identified the location of Palm Immortal City in the white fog and transformed into a streak of light, plunging into it.

The other cultivators at Base Jiuxiu watched as Feng Yan disappeared. Their expressions varied.

"Who would have thought that there are still such high-minded people in today's cultivation world? I am truly ashamed."

"I lived for 348 years but only met someone like this today. What a regret!"

"If Master Feng survives, from now on, I will follow him wherever he goes."

...

After a moment of silence, everyone sighed and expressed their heartfelt thoughts.

"Humph!"

Qianxuan looked disdainfully at the others before leaving with a wave of his sleeve.

The cultivators felt somewhat awkward. They dispersed like birds fleeing.

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