264: Monsters gathered, tit-for-tat! [Seeking follow-up reading]

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed since the conflict between Lin Fan and Lei Qian.

During these two days, the atmosphere within Yimo City grew increasingly heated, but Lin Fan and the others did not venture out again, spending the two days peacefully at their resting point.

And when the first ray of light on the third day tore through the clouds and shone upon the land, the entire Yimo City undoubtedly erupted into complete chaos!

In the sky, ear-piercing sounds of rushing wind echoed non-stop.

Figures, like locusts, soared out, heading towards the entrance to the Different Demon Domain.

Not far from the north of Yimo City, the land there had completely transformed into an extremely dark color.

A faint scent that made one's Soul feel uncomfortable emanated from the ground.

This was a black plain, and at the far end of this plain, space was distorted, completely separating this plain.

At this moment, the sky above the outer plain was already filled with an overwhelming multitude of figures.

Moreover, in the distance, urgent sounds of rushing wind continued to arrive, clearly indicating that this terrifying human sea was still growing.

Whoosh!

A large group of figures swept over, finally appearing a thousand meters away from the spatial barrier, then revealing themselves. It was Lin Fan and the other Dao Sect disciples.

“Truly spectacular.”

Everyone hovered in mid-air, then looked at the endless sea of people around them, and couldn't help but click their tongues.

Not only Dao Sect, but also people from other Super Sects had arrived here, because today was the day to enter the Different Demon Domain and officially begin the Sect Tournament.

Ying Xiaoxiao, as the leader of the Dao Sect disciples, stood at the front, introducing Lin Fan to some of the outstanding Disciples from other Super Sects.

Before long, the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace Disciples also arrived, albeit a little late.

Lin Fan looked up in the direction of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. At the forefront, a graceful figure in white, like snow, stepped on a green lotus, with a cold and aloof aura, like a banished immortal who had descended to the mortal world. It was Ling Qingzhu.

As Ling Qingzhu appeared, almost all the Disciples from various Super Sects in the entire sky shifted their gaze towards her, their eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Ling Qingzhu's charm was indeed considerable.

“Senior Brother Lin Fan!”

Suddenly, a surprised voice rang out from behind Ling Qingzhu.

Lin Fan's gaze shifted slightly, looking towards the source of the voice.

There, he saw a familiar young girl's figure, who was Su Rou, whom Lin Fan had saved during the Hundred Dynasty War.

The young girl was dressed in a light green dress, with a beautiful face, and the timidity she once had was gone from her cheeks.

At this moment, a surprised and excited smile appeared on the young girl's face, and she was waving her small hand towards Lin Fan's position.

Looking at the extremely surprised Su Rou, Lin Fan also smiled slightly.

Su Rou's actions were clearly noticed by the Dao Sect disciples next to Lin Fan, who were immediately stunned, then looked at the former with worship. How come this guy knows beautiful women wherever he goes?

“Your circle of friends is a bit too wide,” Ying Xiaoxiao also couldn't help but shake her head, then glanced at Ying Huanhuan next to her.

Ying Huanhuan, however, was chatting with Qing Ye next to her, as if she hadn't noticed anything at all.

However, the observant Ying Xiaoxiao could still tell from her occasional glances into the distance that she was clearly not entirely indifferent to this.

“A friend I met during the Hundred Dynasty War,” Lin Fan explained with a smile, then also glanced at Ying Huanhuan next to him, feeling a bit helpless.

After seeing Ling Qingzhu that day, Ying Huanhuan had been ignoring him. Lin Fan roughly understood her thoughts and felt a little guilty, but for now, there seemed to be no good solution.

And at the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Ling Qingzhu was also slightly stunned by Su Rou's actions, and said softly, “You know him?”

“Yes, back during the Hundred Dynasty War, if it weren't for Senior Brother Lin Fan, my Older Brother and I wouldn't have been able to reach Hundred-Dynasty Mountain,” Su Rou nodded and smiled.

“Senior Brother Lin Fan is very powerful. Even though he comes from a Low-Level Dynasty, he became the champion of the Hundred Dynasty War.”

“When the Western Xuan Region tried to seize the ancient space, it was Senior Brother Lin Fan who turned the tide, reversed the situation, rescued several Seniors of the Eight Super Sects, and ultimately forced them to retreat.”

Su Rou's face was full of adoration, which made some of the male Disciples around her feel a little jealous.

Ling Qingzhu nodded slightly, her eyelashes trembling, slowly suppressing the subtle ripple that flashed across her clear eyes.

That guy's experiences over the years are indeed quite extraordinary...

“The Yuan Gate people are here...”

Lin Fan nodded to Su Rou, gradually withdrew his gaze, then looked towards another part of the sky, his eyes flashing, and said.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, all the Dao Sect disciples' expressions slightly darkened, then they looked up, locking their gaze on that part of the sky.

Swish swish!

A series of urgent sounds of rushing wind rang out as hundreds of Yuan Gate disciples, led by the Three Little Kings of Yuan Gate, flew over!

Hundreds of Yuan Gate disciples formed a neat formation in mid-air. A majestic fluctuation swept out from their bodies, finally converging together, causing a low, muffled thunder to rumble in the sky.

At the forefront of the Yuan Gate disciples, three figures stood upright.

Among the three, Lin Fan had already seen Little Thunder King Lei Qian, so he looked at the two people next to him.

To the left of Lei Qian, there was a handsome young man in white, holding a folding fan. As he gently fanned himself, he looked quite graceful.

“He is Little Spirit King Ling Zhen...” Ying Xiaoxiao stared at the young man in white with a slightly solemn expression, and said softly.

“However, among the Three Little Kings of Yuan Gate, the most powerful is Little Yuan King, Yuan Cang.”

Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes were somewhat complex, and her voice was even slightly hoarse when she spoke this name, which showed how much pressure that name brought her.

Lin Fan nodded slightly, looking at the young man in a blue shirt who stood smiling between Lei Qian and Ling Zhen.

Upon seeing Yuan Cang, the Prodigies from various Super Sects also looked a bit unnatural, and a wary glint flashed in their eyes, clearly indicating their extreme apprehension towards him.

Under the converging gazes from all directions, Yuan Cang, in his blue shirt, turned his head and cast his gaze towards the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, or more precisely, towards Ling Qingzhu, who was stepping on a green lotus.

“Heh heh, it is indeed Qingzhu who is leading the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace this time. If we meet in the Different Demon Domain, I hope Qingzhu you will be gentle.”

Yuan Cang looked at Ling Qingzhu, and a smile appeared on his face, which was not considered handsome but was very pleasant to look at. He said with a gentle smile.

“Senior Brother Yuan Cang is joking, Qingzhu doesn't have such ability,” Ling Qingzhu's slender eyebrows lowered slightly, then she said softly.

As her voice fell, Ling Qingzhu's gaze subtly flickered towards the distance, where Lin Fan was located.

“Qingzhu is being modest. If you go all out, perhaps even I would not be able to easily win.”

Yuan Cang said with a smile, then his gaze slightly retracted, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Dao Sect disciples.

The moment Yuan Cang's gaze swept over, Lin Fan could feel that all the Dao Sect disciples behind him tensed up slightly.

Even Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan's Yuan Qi couldn't help but circulate a few times faster.

“Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan... Heh heh, all familiar faces,” Yuan Cang said, looking at Ying Xiaoxiao and the others.

Immediately, Yuan Cang's gaze shifted slightly, finally resting on Lin Fan, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

“I had heard that this year's Hundred Dynasty War champion rejected Yuan Gate's invitation and instead joined Dao Sect.”

Yuan Cang smiled, then his voice paused for a moment, and he continued, “But that's fine too. Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a snake.”

Yuan Cang's laughter made many Dao Sect disciples' eyes fill with anger.

Did he mean that Lin Fan could only be a leader in Dao Sect, and would only rank last if he went to Yuan Gate?

This guy seemed gentle, but his words were like needles hidden in cotton, piercing to the bone.

The previous clamor in the sky also quieted down slightly at this moment.

The forces from various Super Sects all watched this scene. No one present was unaware of the deep enmity between Dao Sect and Yuan Gate.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two sides met, sparks flew, but it seemed that Dao Sect was clearly no match for Yuan Gate.

At the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Ling Qingzhu's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she glanced at Su Rou next to her, whose small face was also filled with worry.

“Head of a chicken, tail of a snake, words don't count,” Lin Fan shook his head slightly, and said with a light chuckle:

“The Three Little Kings of Yuan Gate have a great reputation, but their strength is a bit lacking. Not long ago, that Little Thunder King was beaten by me like a dead dog.”