377: Awakening Titan

These words made everyone present pause, their faces showing confusion.

They exchanged glances, not understanding why Qing Hui was so certain that the Phantom Poison Universe would retreat after the next attack.

Some wanted to speak but, seeing Qing Hui's resolute expression, ultimately chose silence.

The entire hall was suddenly filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere.

Facing the gazes full of doubt and expectation, Qing Hui remained silent, merely sweeping his deep gaze over everyone present.

Just as the atmosphere became somewhat heavy, Huan You slowly spoke, breaking the silence.

"Everyone, let me explain."

Huan You's voice was steady and powerful:

"My brother and I have a close friend who recently sent us a secret message with important intelligence.

It turns out that within the Phantom Poison Universe, a faction is secretly staging a coup, and the situation is already quite critical. As long as we can hold out for one more round of attack, the Phantom Poison King will be forced to return to the Phantom Poison Universe to quell the rebellion."

Hearing this explanation, everyone present showed expressions of sudden understanding, nodding in agreement.

This news was like a beacon, instantly illuminating the current battle situation.

But what followed was a deeper worry.

Now that they knew this crucial intelligence, everyone understood that the upcoming battle would be unprecedentedly difficult.

The Phantom Poison King would undoubtedly launch his final, all-out assault before leaving, making it a true life-and-death struggle.

Everyone knew that this critical battle would be the decisive moment for the survival of the Yuan Ling Universe.

Thinking of this, Hong Chen couldn't help but frown again, finally letting out a helpless sigh and leaving the meeting room.

As everyone left, Qing Hui sighed deeply and returned to the Southwest Fortress.

On the towering city walls of the South Fortress, Titan stood majestically like a mountain, his eyes piercing through layers of clouds, gazing into the distance.

The strong wind whipped his dark golden battle robe, making it flap, just like his turbulent heart at this moment.

The heroic sacrifice of The Mo Brothers struck Titan's heart like a heavy hammer.

These three old companions, who had followed him for tens of thousands of years, had left him forever.

Memories surged like a tide; those years of fighting side by side, those nights of drinking and laughter, all turned into sharp blades piercing his soul.

At this moment, the scene that repeatedly appeared in Titan's mind was the moment True Person Yuan Ling first brought the three back.

The Mo Brothers were like three little black puppies, very cute. After True Person Yuan Ling handed them over to him, the three brothers were absolutely obedient to Titan; they considered Titan their father from the bottom of their hearts.

"Lord Titan." Yang Xiaoyao appeared silently beside him, his snow-white figure looking particularly lonely in the setting sun.

The Yuan Ling Sect's Elder of Transmission sighed, "The three Holy Beast Lords chose to perish with the enemy; it was their own choice. You don't need to blame yourself too much; war is inherently cruel."

Titan slowly turned his head, his bronze-colored face unreadable.

He looked into Yang Xiaoyao's clear eyes, nodded after a moment of silence.

Yes, as an old veteran who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, he knew the cost of war better than anyone.

But understanding did not lessen the pain in his heart in the slightest.

The Mo Brothers burned their essence, sacrificing their lives to hold back an enemy Saint King Realm expert, ultimately perishing together.

Such a tragic sacrifice, though brutal, was unavoidable in the current battle situation.

Titan's thoughts drifted further.

The eight Great Elders and four Holy Beast Lords of the Yuan Ling Sect were all powerful experts at the peak of the Great Saint Realm.

If they could obtain sufficient cultivation resources, especially the legendary cosmic core, they all had the potential to break through to the Saint King Realm.

Unfortunately, resources were limited, and relying solely on their own comprehension to break through, even for experts like them, was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Thinking of this, Titan's mouth curved into a bitter smile.

In this world, those who could break through to the Saint King Realm without external assistance, like True Person Yuan Ling and Nine Nether, were ultimately rare.

This precisely proved their astonishing talent.

"Take this." Titan took out a glowing orb from his Huai.

It was the shattered inner world left behind by the fallen Saint King Realm expert.

Although it was already fragmented, the power of law it contained was still vast like the sea.

"The Mo Brothers did not die in vain. Although this inner universe is not enough to help you break through to Saint-King, it is of great benefit for Law Comprehension."

Yang Xiaoyao looked at the treasure before him in shock.

This crystal should have belonged to Titan; it was the spoils of war that Lord Hong Chen had specifically given him after the battle.

"Don't you need it?" Yang Xiaoyao asked hesitantly.

"My Law Comprehension is in a period of rapid growth; I don't need this."

Titan said calmly.

He recalled the bottle of Law Comprehension Pill that Xun Xiuyuan had given him before his departure, which not only healed his injuries but also continuously advanced his cultivation.

"Moreover, the Law Comprehension properties of this inner universe don't quite align with mine, but it's more suitable for you. Originally, I planned to save it for Xiuyuan..."

Yang Xiaoyao forced a smile and said, "Lord Titan, why be so pessimistic? Haven't we been through enough storms? We will surely get through this one too."

Titan looked at Yang Xiaoyao's strained smile, nodded and said, "You are right."

He looked out into the distance beyond the fortress again, and said in a deep voice, "This time, we will surely win too."

Yang Xiaoyao looked at Titan, and said with a bitter smile, "Lord Titan, where do you think the Sect Master has gone? The Yuan Ling Universe has reached this point, why hasn't he appeared yet?"

Titan was taken aback, because Yang Xiaoyao's topic changed too quickly.

Yang Xiaoyao didn't notice Titan's expression, but continued, "You are the person the Sect Master trusts the most. I heard Sect Master Qing Hui say before that the Sect Master sent you a message. Didn't he say when he would return?"

Hearing this, Titan was stunned again. He was the person the Sect Master trusted the most, so what about that dream last time?

Thinking of this, Titan seemed to understand something: "I need to see Sect Master Qing Hui."

After speaking, Titan's figure had already disappeared from the top of the fortress wall.

Qing Hui was deploying defenses at the Southwest Fortress, and seeing Titan's arrival, he was also a little puzzled.

Because the meeting had just ended, and Titan had come over, was he still here to ask for reinforcements?

However, Qing Hui still led Titan to a secret room and set up a restriction.

His eyes towards Titan were full of inquiry.

Because Titan said he needed a safe and confidential environment to talk.

Titan scratched his head and said apologetically, "Sect Master Qing Hui, I may have made a big mistake!"