Great Heaven Sovereign

However, what surprised Yang Fann was that this place was not deserted and there was still hope.    

"If I am not mistaken, these people should be the ones left behind to guard the city after the last war ended. However, from the looks of it, their condition isn't too good. " Qing Xinjiang said.    

Yang Fann was silent.    

It's more than bad. It's like living dead.    

Other than the fact that they were alive, there was not a trace of a human to be seen.    

He was ragged and naked.    

Even so, the most important part was that their hair was dirty, and there were many scars on their bodies.    

Some of them were very eye-catching. It was obvious that they had been recently injured.    

More importantly, there was no longer any light in their eyes. They were dull and lifeless, as if they were living on instinct.    

Even when Yang Fann and the others arrived, they acted as if they didn't hear anything. They just looked at the three of them with a face full of fear, and even started to curl up together.    

They were afraid!    

It was as though they were facing a great enemy.    

"Their minds have been sealed, and they are still alive.    

is already a kind of luck. " At this time, Little Firebird suddenly said.    

Yang Fann was silent and his expression turned cold.    

Self-proclaimed wisdom? A lifetime!    

What unendurable ordeal had they suffered?    

Yang Fann instantly felt a burning anger within his heart and a trace of hostility emerged. Originally, for no reason, Yang Fann was not the sort of person who would show mercy to the heavens. Yet for some reason, when he looked at these people, fear couldn't be revealed under his numb expression, causing his heart to be filled with fury.    

"However, you should have already cultivated your Alchemy Scripture, right? There was a method to communicate with the gods in the Book of Healing. He could give it a try and perhaps unravel their self-proclaimed mentality. However, I do not recommend that you do so. " Little Firebird said calmly.    

"Why?" Yang Fann was confused.    

Yang Fann's face lit up when he heard that his Alchemy Scripture might be effective. But at the sound of chalk he could not help wondering.    

"You should also not think about what sort of experience it is to be able to make people self-confer their minds to avoid the things that they experienced. If you were to execute the Alchemist Scripture, it would be equivalent to going through all the experiences they had. If one of you isn't good enough, you might even be able to self-proclaim yourself, and the outcome might even be worse than that. Little Firebird was serious.    

Yang Fann pondered for a moment.    

Usually, when Little Firebird was in this state, the result would be very serious. It even landed on him more seriously than Little Firebird said.    

"Yang Fann, look!" At this time, Qing Xinjiang said.    

Yang Fann took a look:    

"This is a spirit tablet?"    

In the corner in front of them, there were several signs, each with a name on it.    

Zhao Li Ren, Qin Ke Han, Yan Shi Song …    

Yang Fann's expression instantly turned serious again.    

There was not a speck of dust on these spirit tablets, which was out of place.    

"Brat, what kind of immortal luck is this? What bad luck do you have?" Just now, he had encountered a living corpse, as well as a group of people that had self-proclaimed mental fortitude. Yet now, even their tablet has been found. " Little Firebird's voice sounded, revealing a trace of surprise.    

One must know, Little Firebird was not a person from this world. What he saw and heard definitely far surpassed this world. Thus, his current expression of shock, even if it was only a sliver, was enough to explain many things.    

"What do you mean?" Yang Fann became more and more confused.    

"Have you not discovered that there is their auras on this tablet? Which also means that someone has already set up a ranking for them. So, basically, they are already dead." Little Firebird said.    

"Must die?" Even if we use the Alchemist Scripture, it would still be useless? " Yang Fann was shocked.    

He was still hesitating about whether he should make a move, but Little Firebird's words stopped him from doing so.    

Little Firebird jumped onto Yang Fann's shoulder and looked at the tablets in front of him.    

"It's useless. I seem to have thought of an extremely ancient secret technique, if that's really the case." "Brat, I still advise you to leave this battlefield as soon as possible. Something big is going to happen here." Little Firebird closed his wings, giving off a deep atmosphere.    

Yang Fann also went silent.    

In his heart, he was extremely unhappy as well.    

To him, danger was something he could calmly face. However, the unknown made him feel fear.    

"You don't need to show such an angry expression, nor do you need to feel pity for these people. As far as I know, the most fundamental condition for this kind of secret art is karma. In other words, these people had provoked others before them, which was why they were targeted by some existence. " Little Firebird suddenly said.    

Yang Fann didn't express his opinion. He did indeed feel pity for these people. However, hearing Little Firebird's scornful tone, Zhang Xuan understood in his heart. In Little Firebird's eyes, these people were definitely asking for it.    

"Then what should we do now?" Yang Fann asked.    

Everything that happened before his eyes was different from what he expected.    

Qing Xinjiang also said what Xiao Hsinglan said before. He already knew that there was a group of people left in the city. No matter how tragic it was, he felt that it would at least give him a better understanding of the battlefield.    

However, he had never expected that everything would be for naught.    

There were people! However, he was already on the verge of death.    

"We can't do anything!" Just watch. These people were already on the verge of death. Before long, it would be time for them to repay their karma. Don't blame me for not reminding you, if possible, to leave this place, you are too weak. If you don't cause trouble, trouble will find you. When the time comes and you get infected with the cause and effect, don't say that This King doesn't care about you. " Little Firebird said coldly.    

It was as if even he was a little afraid of this place.    

Yang Fann turned around and looked at the crowd.    

In the end, he nodded and agreed:    

"You're right, even though I don't know what they got. However, since it is something that they have provoked, they must pay the price for their actions. Even if it is to be seen as a tragedy, they must bear it themselves. " Yang Fann said.    

He was not a pedant.    

It was not the attitude of a Virgin.    

This was his philosophy. If he did something wrong, he would have to pay the price.    

Thinking of this, Yang Fann made up his mind to leave this place first.    

Qing Xinjiang naturally didn't hesitate. The moment Yang Fann opened his mouth, he turned around and left. Obviously, the atmosphere here made him feel very unhappy.    

Little Firebird also leaped over Qing Xinjiang's shoulder, as if intending to stay away from him.    

Yang Fann shook his head and was about to step out.    

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.    

An extremely horrifying scene occurred right in front of him. A building collapsed with a loud bang, and a stone tablet slowly emerged from within.    

Even Qing Xinjiang and Little Firebird were shocked. They turned around and their expressions changed.    

"Fuck, Yang Fann, what did you do?"    

"Sure enough, I knew it! I knew it! Why can't you be the one to cause trouble?" Wherever you go, you cause trouble. This King cannot afford to offend you, and cannot afford to provoke you. " Little Firebird couldn't help but curse as he turned into a streak of fiery light and re-entered the Divine Palace.    

On Yang Fann's face, there was also a strong sense of fear and disbelief.    

That was because the stone stele in front of him was a gravestone.    

More accurately, this was his tombstone.