I, Feng Fan, Am A Man Of Honor Who Values Friendship

As Feng Fan and Elder Jiang made their way back to the White Crow Sect, their conversation grew serious.

"Elder Jiang, what happened to you after we got separated?" Feng Fan asked, glancing at the weary elder beside him.

Elder Jiang let out a heavy sigh, his face lined with exhaustion. "I managed to kill that foreign cultivator by a stroke of luck, using my life force. But the moment I took him down, more of their people started chasing me. I barely managed to escape and had to hide in several cities they'd already taken over. In one of those cities, I overheard something that might change the tide of the war."

Feng Fan furrowed his brows and shook his head. "Elder Jiang, the strongest forces of our Black Turtle Continent were defeated. They're all probably dead by now. What could we possibly do to change anything? Let's just focus on cultivating. Once I break through a few realms and get stronger, it won't be too late to kill them all."