406 Pushing Horizontally

Particles of Life Metal drifted between heaven and earth.

Fang Zhixing instantly judged that this was the Fourth Layer of the Martial Saint World.

Looking at his surroundings, he found himself within a sect.

A plaque hung over the entrance: Separation Fire Sect!

"Well, I've gone straight into someone's sect gate."

Fang Zhixing's lips twitched as he noticed the chaos in the square, the shattered floor, bloodstains everywhere, collapsed buildings, and fires blazing.

Clearly, a catastrophe had just taken place here.

The Bloody Third Eye scanned the surroundings.

In an instant, a wealth of information flooded his mind.

There was a date-red-faced young man nearby, 32 years old, at the Martial Master Realm, mainly cultivating the "Nanming Separation Fire Scripture," with an old injury beneath his right rib.