"Is it really that terrifying?"
Duanmu Yang scratched his head, speaking with some confusion.
"How could it not be terrifying?"
Duanmu Ze had a grave expression: "Don't think I'm trying to scare you."
"Every word I said is true."
Seeing Duanmu Yang taking it a bit more seriously, Duanmu Ze finally eased his tone.
"You know Wenren Fangyan, right?"
"I know, reached the late stage of the Sixth Realm Shishen by the age of twenty, a definite genius of the Wenren Family." Duanmu Yang nodded in acknowledgment as he spoke.
"Do you know Gongsun Ming?"
"Uh."
Seeing Duanmu Yang's hesitant expression, Duanmu Ze chuckled.
"It's normal if you don't; just know that he's a Tenth Realm powerhouse."
"Wenren Fangyan is dead."
"Huh?"
The sudden twist caught Duanmu Yang off guard.
"No, who died?"
"Wenren Fangyan."
"The genius of the Wenren Family, one of Mr. Lan's disciples."
Duanmu Ze spoke with seriousness: "Wenren Fangyan is dead!"
"Died on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield!"
