166: Chapter 166 Cloud Movement

Lin Nan has accepted the challenge! His strength doesn't seem low either! In seven days, he will duel Xiao Yan outside Yunlan Cave-Heaven!

With the help of interested parties spreading the news, this information quickly swept across the Eastern Wasteland, and even the entire Desolate Ancient Continent.

"Have you heard? Demon Refining Cave-Heaven is so unlucky!"

"Ah? What happened?"

"Hehe! Before that Lin Nan popped up to accept the challenge, the last place Xiao Yan destroyed was the mountain gate of Demon Refining Cave-Heaven!"

"Tch! I thought it was something big, that's only considered average bad luck..."

"Let me finish! Who knew that Demon Refining Cave-Heaven actually had an Elder who had secretly broken through to become a Saint..."

"This Saint was bursting with self-confidence and jumped out to demand an explanation from Xiao Yan for Demon Refining Cave-Heaven, but ended up being pressed into the ground and rubbed by Xiao Yan, almost beaten into a cripple!"

"He probably won't be able to recover for three hundred years! Hahaha..."

The person speaking seemed to have a deep prejudice against Demon Refining Cave-Heaven.

"No way? Being both Saints, is the gap really that big?" Some people couldn't believe it.

To them, any Saint is an invincible existence, and it's hard to understand the gap between them.

"Could that be fake? I was watching from afar at the time! Saint Xiao Yan dealt with that Saint from Demon Refining Cave-Heaven like he was handling a little chick!"

"That strong? Then why do you think this guy named Lin Nan dares to come out and shout?"

"This... I guess he's just grandstanding? After all, even if he can't take a single move, Saint Xiao Yan probably won't lower his status to kill him!"

"Right, right, right! That makes sense!"

Lin Bei listened to their conversation, shook his head with a smile, and drained the wine in his cup.

"The propagation ability of the Gossip Pavilion is truly not bad; even such a small city is almost universally aware of it..."

The news of Lin Nan accepting the challenge being able to spread so widely and rapidly was all because he spent money to hire the Gossip Pavilion for promotion.

"I wonder who won't be able to bear the loneliness..." The corners of Lin Bei's mouth slowly curled up.

Central Plains, Yinyue Dynasty.

Blue Demon City, inside the Imperial Palace.

"Lin Nan? And he just happens to be a peerless Prodigy? Hmph, do they think we are fools?"

"Indeed, I think there is a ninety percent chance that this Lin Nan is that Lord of the Heavenly Court, Lin Bei!"

"No, if that's the case, what is he aiming for?"

"This is a madman... He simply cannot be measured by common sense!" Saint Wufeng spoke slowly.

"He killed Qi Ye before, and we also killed him once; it has long been an irreconcilable feud. What should we do this time?"

For a moment, the seven Saints of the Yinyue Dynasty, six of whom looked at the extremely weathered old man leading them, Saint Yixi.

It was this person who cut out the extreme dao imperial weapon from a chaos original stone more than twenty thousand years ago.

To honor him, the Yinyue Dynasty named this imperial weapon the netherworld one night sword.

"Old Third, Old Fourth, you two go take a trip. Do not be the first to stick your head out, but if there is an opportunity..."

A gloomy light flashed in Saint Yixi's old eyes, and after finishing his words, he closed them again.

Eastern Wasteland, Demon Cloud Holy Land, several Saints were also sitting together.

"Elder Motian, what is your view on this matter?"

"In my opinion, there must be something fishy about this..."

Saint Modi couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Lin Nan is nine times out of ten Lin Bei, which is Lin Dade, the person who killed the Saint of our Demon Cloud Holy Land!"

"But so what? Now he himself already has the combat power of a Saint. The most important thing is, he cannot be killed!" Saint Moling frowned.

"Cannot be killed? Not necessarily!" Saint Motian's eyes shot out a sharp light.

"What? You have a way?" The other Saints immediately looked at him.

"Me? I don't..." Saint Motian shook his head.

Seeing the other Saints about to get angry, he immediately explained, "I don't, but that doesn't mean others don't! I heard that what Lin Dade relies on to not be killed is the Undying Heavenly Art, leaving his true spirit intact!"

"The true spirit is the Soul. When it comes to the study of the Soul, no force on the Desolate Ancient Continent can compare to those guys. They must have a way to restrain Lin Dade!"

"That makes sense..." The several Saints nodded repeatedly.

"But, will they make a move?" Saint Moling frowned.

"Most likely they will. I have investigated. Even without Lin Dade, Xiao Yan is also a major threat to them!"

"Good, then we must participate and wait and see!"

In a gloomy space, one could faintly hear bursts of wailing, followed by ruthless curses and sounds of whipping.

An old man sat in mid-air, watching the scenes in the distance, and shook his head lightly.

"When new Souls arrive, they always have to be beaten up before they can be obedient. Is this the backbone of a Cultivator, or is it ignorance..."

"Elder Hun!" A translucent shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

"Eh? Hall Master?" The old man did not get up, but only showed a slight look of respect.

After all, what arrived was only a Soul imprint, not the Hall Master himself.

The translucent shadow raised its hand and took out a gray stone.

"Elder Hun, three days from now, there will be a duel at Yunlan Cave-Heaven in the Eastern Wasteland. Both sides are our enemies. I am currently at a critical moment and cannot make a move. You go there for me..."

Elder Hun nodded, "Easily done! But why bring the Soul Suppressing Stone?"

"Elder Hun, you have always been here supervising Soul Refining and are unaware. One of those two people practices the Undying Heavenly Art and is good at Soul escape, then resurrection. The Soul Suppressing Stone happens to restrain him!"

"So that's how it is!"

Yunlan Cave-Heaven, as an existence that has been in the top five among the Thirty-Six Grotto-heavens in the entire Eastern Wasteland all year round, had never received as much attention as it had recently.

A thousand miles away from Yunlan Cave-Heaven, there was a magnificent mountain named Purple Forbidden Mountain.

After analysis by the Cultivators who arrived in this area early, this mountain was the best place for Xiao Yan and Lin Nan to fight.

Therefore, many Cultivators set up camp here one after another, waiting for the great battle to begin.

Of course, many Cultivators also believed that there would be no great battle at all.

Lin Nan might not even be able to take a single move from Xiao Yan!

However, those Cultivators from major forces were all frowning, engaging in final guesses.

Is Lin Nan really Lin Bei?

Half a day later, the agreed time had arrived.

"Swish!" A black-robed figure appeared abruptly on the peak of Purple Forbidden Mountain, arms crossed, black cloak flapping in the cold wind, looking quite impressive.

"It's Xiao Yan! He's here!"

"Young Master Xiao! Young Master Xiao! We came all the way from Qingyang County to support you!" A group of people shouted in unison, fearing that others wouldn't hear their voices.

In another direction, Yunlan Cave-Heaven, being close to the action, naturally occupied a good position.

The middle-aged beautiful woman who once brought Yan Ran to break off the engagement stood in the team, her eyes somewhat vacant, murmuring, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river?"

Yan Ran stood behind her to the left, looking at the black-robed figure on the mountain peak, her face somewhat miserable.

"A Saint should be able to perceive me easily, right? But... he didn't even look at me again..."

The middle-aged beautiful woman turned to look at her, "You are no longer people of the same world. Rest assured, after this battle, it is impossible for him to pursue the three-year agreement with you in half a year..."

In the Yunlan Cave-Heaven team, there was another woman who was also vacant.

Yun Qianyun bit her lower lip, her eyes wandering, not paying attention to Xiao Yan.

She knew she shouldn't have come, but her heart couldn't help but want to come and take a look.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

A white light quickly approached from afar and landed on the mountain peak.