"Who is it!"
The white-bearded old man suddenly heard someone speaking behind him. He frowned, quickly turned around, but found no one there.
He glanced at the expressions on everyone's faces, realizing that only he could hear the voice, and knew that someone was definitely up to no good. He snorted coldly, "Sneaking around like a rat, get out here!"
"A rat? Interesting!"
Ye Fan struggled desperately, but felt a warmth in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw that the token on his waist was shining brightly.
Upon seeing this, the white-bearded old man knew that this was Ye Fan's hidden secret. He reached out to take it, and his greedy gaze and expression were deeply imprinted in Ye Fan's eyes. Ye Fan was furious but powerless to resist!
Thump!
Like the resounding tolling of a great bell, an invisible sound wave swept across the entire Lingxu Cave Heaven. This sound was extremely strange, and the stronger one's cultivation, the more one could sense it; those with weak cultivation were not even qualified to listen to it.
But this doesn't mean they've found an opportunity!
Puff puff puff!
All those whose cultivation was above the Dao Palace Secret Realm coughed up blood. Depending on their cultivation level, the higher their cultivation, the more severe their injuries.
"Evil magic!"
The white-bearded old man's internal energy surged, and his past hidden injuries and physical wounds exploded simultaneously, essentially eliminating any possibility of further advancement.
Those who obstruct people's path are mortal enemies!
Although the white-bearded old man was already old, he still longed to extend his lifespan further. Now that Ye Fan had destroyed all his hopes, how could he not be furious!
His right hand transformed into a claw, his true energy condensed at his fingertips, and without stopping, he dragged his heavy, broken body toward Ye Fan's head!
"Go to hell!"
Ye Fan's gaze turned slightly cold. Although he was kind to people, the Lingxu Cave Heaven was pressing him step by step and trying to take his life time and time again. How could she not hate him!
"Please help me, teacher!"
Ye Fan then realized that his teacher was no ordinary person, and immediately took out his token and said respectfully.
A burst of light appeared, and a figure emerged. The originally imposing white-bearded old man was pressed to the ground by an aura, which was like a heavy mountain range, making him unable to move at all.
Click click click!
Ye Fan watched as the white-bearded old man was constantly pressured by the descending aura, his body cracking and bleeding profusely. Although his body was on the verge of death, a breath was keeping him alive, causing him to endure endless pain!
"Let...let me go!"
The white-bearded old man spoke with difficulty, his eyes pleading as he stared at Ye Fan.
Although Ye Fan felt extremely resentful, he had only recently come from civilized society and was not yet accustomed to the world of cultivators where a single word could determine life or death. He couldn't help but want to speak up and offer advice.
"Teacher, how about..."
Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, the illusory figure solidified, revealing a figure dressed in pure white, with eyes like the blood moon. The figure casually glanced at Ye Fan, leaving him speechless and his mind blank.
An immense, overwhelming force filled the sky, creating a heavy sense of oppression. The celestial phenomena changed accordingly, becoming terrifyingly gloomy, with countless lightning bolts slithering about...
"A Saint... a Great Saint, and not just any Saint, could he be a Quasi-Emperor!"
The sect leader of Lingxu Cave felt an overwhelming sense of oppression, as if his soul had been frozen, all things were withering, and an endless aura of killing intent permeated the air.
His face was contorted with fear as he muttered to himself, "How is this possible? How is this possible? In an era where even saints are not appearing, why would there be a quasi-emperor? Is Heaven going to destroy my Lingxu Cave Heaven?!"
The sect leader of Lingxu Cave Heaven was in a frenzy; despite his many years in a high position, he still could not remain calm.
Their Lingxu Cave Heaven is just a small sect, a far cry from those holy lands. Any powerful figure could wipe their entire sect off the Eastern Wilderness, let alone a quasi-emperor who is countless times stronger than Dan Neng!
It wasn't that he dared not speculate on higher realms, but rather that the birth of each Great Emperor was accompanied by extraordinary phenomena, but none of these phenomena had occurred recently, and no ancient Great Emperor had survived to this day. Therefore, he could only guess that this was a hidden, near-low-level old monster!
The phantom, clad in flowing white robes, neither revealing joy nor anger, hovered in mid-air, bowing its head and softly asking, "I heard you were looking for me. Even if I come, I will still treat you with utmost respect!"
It's all your fault for talking nonsense; otherwise, how could you have provoked such an old monster!
The sect leader cursed the old man inwardly, but the survival of the sect was imminent, and if he said anything wrong, he would surely be wiped out by this ancient being.
So he mustered up his courage and stepped forward. His eyes were pierced by the phantom image, and he couldn’t open them because of the pain. Only his strong will to survive kept him going!
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. We have offended Your Majesty this time, and we are willing to atone for our sins!"
The sect leader of Lingxu Cave hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy!
"Ye Fan's master is terrifying! Ye Fan is about to become rich!"
One of Ye Fan's classmates, a bespectacled man, exclaimed in admiration, causing the others' hearts to sink.
Lin Jia's gaze flickered as she looked Ye Fan over several times, seemingly making a decision.
Although Zhou Yi still maintained a highly composed demeanor, his clenched fists revealed his inner turmoil as he stared at Ye Fan with jealousy!
"How is he better than me? I'm clearly the better one!"
Pang Bo, who was closest to Ye Fan, naturally wasn't jealous. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "From now on, Ye Fan and we are from two different worlds!"
The Lingxu Sect Leader knelt on the ground, trembling. His aura had not dissipated, and the thunder in the sky seemed to explode in his heart with each roar!
Tick-tock!
His nervousness caused him to be drenched in sweat, which dripped onto the ground and splashed everywhere. Every minute and every second felt like an eternity!