274: Ling Qingzhu's admiration, the enemy's road is narrow! [Seeking follow-up reading]

At the very front, the Yuan Gate disciples suddenly began to retreat in large numbers, eventually leaving only dozens of figures.

These figures all possessed exceptionally powerful Qi, having without exception stepped into the Eight Yuan Nirvana Realm and above.

Yuan Cang cast a deep glance in Lin Fan's direction, then led the Yuan Gate disciples who were in the Eight Yuan Nirvana Realm and above directly into the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury.

This time, no screams were heard.

The surrounding crowd's expressions flickered as they witnessed this scene.

"Disciples in the Eight Yuan Nirvana Realm and above, follow us into the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury. The rest of you, wait here."

Ying Xiaoxiao made a decisive call, shouting to the Dao Sect disciples.

Soon, the Dao Sect disciples also split off, with those in the Eight Yuan Nirvana Realm and above joining Lin Fan, Ying Xiaoxiao, and the others, flying towards the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury.

Of course, there was an exception: Lin Dong, who was in the Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm.

As Lin Fan's body swept into the distorted space, he could clearly feel an extremely violent heat suddenly erupt from within him.

That heat felt as if it wanted to ignite his body.

Lin Fan's mind stirred, activating the power of the Flame Ancestral Symbol, and he quickly adapted to this heat.

Just then, the surrounding space suddenly became chaotic, and in an instant, the Dao Sect disciples who had entered the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury with him all vanished.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's brows furrowed slightly as he silently surveyed his surroundings.

Before his eyes was a crimson land, from which a wave of heat rose, causing the space itself to feel somewhat distorted.

On this crimson land were countless large and small ravines, as if it had endured countless great battles, and in some of the crimson sand, broken weapons could still be seen.

An extremely desolate aura emanated from within.

Lin Fan knew that he was currently in a Formation.

Lin Fan had once obtained a copy of the "Array Dao True Explanation" from a lucky draw, which not only recorded countless different Formations but also elevated Lin Fan's understanding of Formations to an extremely profound level.

Although the Formation before him was not included in the Array Dao True Explanation, for Lin Fan, breaking it was not a difficult task.

Lin Fan sensed for a moment, then chose a direction and headed deeper into the crimson land.

No matter what Formation it was, it always had a central core. Lin Fan was preparing to go to the core of the Formation and then break it.

As Lin Fan was walking towards the core of the Formation, he suddenly noticed that the space ahead was once again distorted.

Immediately, a figure with a veil over her face and treading on green lotuses appeared in his line of sight.

That figure, with her graceful posture and cold demeanor, was like a Fairy descended to the mortal world—it was Ling Qingzhu of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace!

When Lin Fan discovered Ling Qingzhu, Ling Qingzhu also discovered Lin Fan.

"You weren't affected by that Formation?" Ling Qingzhu looked at Lin Fan with some surprise, asking in a cold voice.

Lin Fan smiled, "I have some research into Formations, so I wasn't affected."

"I didn't expect the first person I'd encounter after entering the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury to be you. It seems we truly have a deep connection."

Ling Qingzhu's eyes flickered, and she said calmly, "Where people appear after entering the Burning Sky Ancient Treasury is completely random. It's not strange to encounter anyone."

Lin Fan nodded slightly at her words, "That's true. Since we've met, let's go together. I'm planning to go to the core of the Formation and find a way to break it."

"The space here is all distorted. Can you find the core?" Ling Qingzhu frowned slightly, asking.

She also knew that the core of the Formation was the key to breaking it.

However, this space was also distorted by the Formation. If one wandered aimlessly, they would only be permanently trapped within it, unable to escape.

"I'm absolutely certain. If you trust me, then come along," Lin Fan smiled, then lifted his foot and headed into the distance.

Although the orientation of this space was shielded by the Formation, Lin Fan had a profound understanding of Formations and also controlled the power of the Space Ancestral Symbol, so this Formation couldn't trap him.

Ling Qingzhu looked at Lin Fan's retreating figure, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed.

This space was somewhat strange, and if there was a way to escape, she naturally didn't want to give up.

However, following behind Lin Fan like this made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The two walked on the crimson land, but there wasn't much conversation.

Their relationship was truly a bit complicated, and this special connection made it impossible for them to treat each other as normal friends.

Ling Qingzhu silently followed behind Lin Fan, looking at his slender back, her expression very complex.

Five years had passed, and he seemed to have changed a lot.

"How is Lin Langtian doing now?" After a long silence, Ling Qingzhu suddenly asked.

Lin Fan's footsteps paused slightly, and he smiled, "Before the Hundred Dynasty War began, he had already died by my hand!"

"He must have been a goal you wanted to surpass before. Congratulations on achieving your goal," Ling Qingzhu said softly.

"After we parted on the mountain peak that year, perhaps I also became your goal? I truly don't know whether to feel honored or uneasy."

Lin Fan turned his head and stared into Ling Qingzhu's eyes, saying seriously, "Lin Langtian was my enemy; we already had a grudge, so he died. You and he are completely different."

"The words I spoke to you back then must have hurt your proud self-esteem. Don't you hate me?" Ling Qingzhu said with a faint smile.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, "You were just speaking the truth back then. Besides, my self-esteem isn't that fragile."

"Is that so?" Ling Qingzhu seemed to smile, then said, "I don't care whether you hate me or not. If I had another chance, I would still say those words."

"However, I admire you for being able to reach this point in just five short years."

As she spoke, Ling Qingzhu's lips, hidden beneath her veil, curved slightly. It was precisely because she knew the humble beginnings of the young man before her that she was astonished by his current achievements.

"Is that so? Then that's my honor," Lin Fan said with a smile.

Ling Qingzhu smiled faintly, but remained silent, not giving Lin Fan an opportunity to press further.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, withdrew his gaze, then squinted his eyes at the distorted space ahead, saying, "Our destination is almost here."

"Oh?" Hearing this, a hint of surprise flickered across Ling Qingzhu's face. She looked up and saw that in the distorted space in the distance, some shadows seemed to be vaguely standing.

The two quickened their pace, and a few minutes later, those standing dark figures finally appeared before them.

It was a rather massive stone altar, from which an ancient aura emanated, suggesting it had existed for a considerable time.

"This is the core of the entire space," Lin Fan said to Ling Qingzhu, staring at the stone altar.

Ling Qingzhu's eyes also looked at the stone altar before them, and then her gaze suddenly narrowed, saying, "Someone's here."

As her voice fell, her gaze immediately shifted to another direction of the stone altar.

From there, faint footsteps could be heard, followed by two figures slowly walking out, finally appearing in her and Lin Fan's line of sight.

The owners of those two figures were none other than Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen, two of the Three Little Kings of Yuan Gate.

When Lin Fan and Ling Qingzhu discovered them, Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen also discovered Lin Fan and Ling Qingzhu, and a chilling killing intent immediately surged onto their faces!

"Brother Lin Fan," at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out. It was Lin Dong, who had also found the core of the Formation. Seeing Lin Fan's figure, he immediately hurried over.

Lin Fan nodded slightly at Lin Dong, not saying much, but instead looked towards the opposite side.

Yuan Cang and Ling Zhen slowly walked out from the other side of the altar, finally stopping some distance away from Lin Fan.

Yuan Cang's eyes swept over Ling Qingzhu and Lin Dong, finally resting on Lin Fan, his gaze incredibly gloomy.

"Lin Fan, your ability to find this place truly surprises me. However, it allows me to avenge Lei Qian sooner!" (End of chapter)