Chapter 1506: Portrait of an Old Friend

This scene was similar to what he saw after he rushed out of the earth through the magic circle connecting to the outside world.

Fang Yu looked at the scene in front of him, confused.

Is this the divination result brought to him by the Star Sea Divination?

But there is nothing... I can only see a vast sea of ​​stars.

Fang Yu thought about it and tried to move forward.

However, the scene in front of him did not change, and he seemed unable to move freely on this sea of ​​stars.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yu was a little confused.

The process of casting the Star Sea Divination is not complicated, at least it is easier to master than those semi-immortal-level spells.

And he must have made no mistakes in the casting process just now.

So, is it the magic circle that made a mistake? It's even more impossible.

The magic circle in this room was set up by Yan Zhen twenty years ago, and it has never been touched or modified since then, so there is no problem.

There is no problem with casting, and there is no problem with the magic circle. What's the problem?

Fang Yu looked around and could only see the stars in the sky, without any change.

Time passed slowly, but there was still no obvious change.

"It should have failed, although I don't know why." Fang Yu shook his head secretly and prepared to stop divination.

But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The location where this ray of light appeared seemed very close, but in fact... it was quite far away.

Fang Yu stared at the ray of light closely, feeling a little excited.

Although he didn't know what this ray of light would be, it was better than not seeing anything.

"Swish..."

The intensity of the light slowly decreased.

After a while, Fang Yu saw a figure!

This is a person!

A man!

His front was shrouded in a layer of shadow and could not be seen clearly.

But from the perspective of body shape... it was ordinary.

He held a long sword in his right hand, which was also shrouded in shadow, and only the outline could be seen.

Fang Yu stared at this figure, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt...

Isn't this him! ?

Body shape, head shape, and the sword in his hand...

This is what he looks like with the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand! ?

Fang Yu looked at this figure, his eyes flickered slightly.

What does it mean to see your own figure appear in the Xinghai Divination?

Is this the hexagram in traditional physiognomy?

But this is divination, not the art of hexagrams!

"What's going on?"

Fang Yu looked at his own figure shrouded in shadow in front of him, frowning.

"Swish..."

After a while, another ray of light appeared next to the outline of the figure in front.

Fang Yu immediately looked at the light.

The light dissipated, and another figure appeared.

This is also a man.

He has a beard and a weathered face, but the heroic spirit between his eyebrows is still obvious.

When Fang Yu saw the man's face clearly, his heart was shocked.

This is... Lin Batian!

But this Lin Batian is different from Lin Batian at any time in Fang Yu's memory.

His face is extremely weathered, and his hair and beard on his chin are all gray.

There is also an obvious scar on the left side of his face.

In his eyes, in addition to perseverance, there is more of a relieved despair.

Lin Batian stared ahead, seemingly looking at Fang Yu, but in fact... his sight was not on Fang Yu, but on a certain existence that Fang Yu could not see.

His chin was stained with blood, and his right hand was covering his left shoulder.

And the left shoulder... had lost his arm, and blood was constantly dripping down.

In addition to the obvious wound on his left shoulder, his right chest, abdomen, and both thighs... all had wounds, and blood was dripping out.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yu's heart was twitching.

He had known Lin Batian for so many years, and had never seen Lin Batian in such a miserable state.

Lin Batian had a demon-like talent. As early as the fusion stage, he could challenge the great powers in the tribulation stage!

There had never been any opponent who could put him in a disadvantage, and he had never been seriously injured!

But the Lin Batian in front of him not only had multiple injuries on his body... What Fang Yu cared about more was the vicissitudes he showed, and the helplessness and dead silence in his expression.

Such an expression... should not appear on the face of a person like Lin Batian.

Lin Batian's white hair and beard are completely different from his style back then.

Although Lin Batian is not particularly handsome, he loves to be beautiful. In order to pursue a female Taoist friend, he has always been very concerned about his appearance.

But the Lin Batian who appeared in front of Fang Yu was unkempt and had a vicissitudes of life...

If it weren't for this familiar face, Fang Yu would never have associated this person with Lin Batian!

"What on earth is this..."

Fang Yu looked at Lin Batian in front of him and wanted to shout.

However, in this scene, he couldn't make a sound at all and could only stand there and watch.

And Lin Batian in front of him was also in a static state, motionless.

The scene was very quiet.

Fang Yu stared straight at Lin Batian in front of him, and his heartstrings were shaking.

"Swish!"

At this time, another ray of light appeared next to him.

Fang Yu's sight immediately shifted to this ray of light.

The light dissipated, and the figure in it appeared.

Fang Yu's already restless state of mind was violently shaken again.

This time, the person he saw was…his senior brother, Daochen!

Daochen’s image was also completely different from the senior brother Fang Yu had in mind.

He was wearing a silver armor, with white hair, and stared at Fang Yu's location with red eyes.

But just like Lin Batian, his eyes did not really fall on Fang Yu, but on an invisible figure.

Compared to Lin Batian, who was covered in scars, Dao Chen's condition was much better, but his face was ferocious and the hatred in his eyes was quite obvious.

He seems to be facing his nemesis...

And the look of hatred displayed by Dao Chen was something Fang Yu had never seen before.

In his impression, senior brother Dao Chen has always been a gentle man with excellent temperament. He has never been angry with anyone. Even if he encounters enemies, he will deal with them with a smile on his face.

But Dao Chen, who appeared in front of Fang Yu now, had a look of hatred on his face, a ferocious expression, and clenched his teeth...

What kind of hatred would make such a gentle man show such a look?

Fang Yu looked at Dao Chen, feeling a little dazed.

At this moment, another ray of light appeared in front of the figure shrouded in shadow, whose outline was very similar to Fang Yu.

The light dissipated...the figure revealed turned out to be Leng Xunshuang!

At this time, Leng Xushuang was just lying there with his eyes closed.

Her face was peaceful, her hands were folded in front of her belly, but her face was bloodless.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yu was shocked.

What exactly is going on?

What on earth were these he saw! ?

phantom? Conjecture? Or the real... future?

"This is the star sea divination technique. What I saw...should be the result of divination." Fang Yu was shocked.

When he thought of this possibility, his mood immediately became chaotic.

Chaos like never before!

But he quickly calmed down again.

No...the scene in front of me cannot be the future!

Because what Lin Batian and Dao Chen showed was the opposite side in his impression.

I'm afraid this is some kind of illusion...

But he clearly used the star sea divination technique on his own, why did he enter such an illusion?

Is there something wrong with the magic circle, or is it true?

Shouldn't...

For a moment, Fang Yu's brain was in chaos and it was difficult to calm down.

"bass!"

At this moment, another ray of light appeared in front of him.

Compared to other people, this light seemed to be closer to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu broke away from his thoughts and looked at the light.

The light gradually dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

"Buzz!"

Seeing this figure, Fang Yu's mind went blank for a moment and his breathing became rapid.

This is an old man with white beard and hair.

His legs were stretched straight out, and his legs were covered by chains, as if he was sitting somewhere.

At this moment, the old man lowered his head slightly, his eyes half closed.

His right hand was missing, and his left hand hung weakly on his thigh.

A sharp blade penetrated his left chest and was inserted there.

The tattered clothes on his chest were stained with bright red blood.

This old man was obviously dead.

Fang Yu's breathing became heavier and heavier.

Because, this old man... is his master, Daotian!

Fang Yu never thought that one day he would see his master looking so old.

Like a secular old man in his twilight years, his body is thin and his limbs have shrunk to only bones.