518: Ying Huanhuan's panic! [Seeking follow-up reading]

Ling Qingzhu softly said, "Although I'm not sure what level I'm at now, my strength seems to be much stronger than before."

"That's good," Lin Fan nodded slightly and said, "Now that the Otherworldly Demons are rampant, if you were to Cultivate the Grand Dao and your strength decreased, it might be a bit dangerous. Since you're stronger than before, there's nothing to worry about."

"Mm, without other powers, one can maintain a pure heart of perception. This seems pretty good too," Ling Qingzhu nodded slightly and said.

Her exquisite face now possessed an ethereal, fairy-like quality. Her temperament was already cool and aloof, and with this added touch, she truly felt like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal world.

Lin Fan nodded slightly, not continuing the topic.

"Leave these Chaotic Demon Sea allied forces to Qing Tan and me. We will deal with this Demon Prison army next. For now, I suggest you go see her," Ling Qingzhu said, her jade hand brushing a wisp of dark hair, her clear eyes looking at Lin Fan.

"Are you talking about Huanhuan?" Lin Fan looked into Ling Qingzhu's eyes and asked softly.

"You should still go see her. You should be able to sense their location," Ling Qingzhu nodded slightly and said.

Lin Fan suddenly stepped forward and embraced Ling Qingzhu. Feeling her slightly stiff body in his arms, he softly said, "I'll go see her. You two also need to be extra careful here."

After speaking, without waiting for Ling Qingzhu's reaction, Lin Fan's figure moved and he instantly vanished from his spot.

The next moment, Lin Fan's figure appeared above the Demon Prison army that was confronting the Sixuan Region Alliance.

"Boom!"

With a slight thought from Lin Fan, a thunderous roar, shaking heaven and earth, resounded from the sky.

In an instant, boundless thunderclouds appeared in the sky, with lightning flashing and rolling endlessly!

As the thunderclouds rolled, a massive, ten-thousand-foot-long lightning giant hand suddenly tore through the sky, whistling down from above and plunging into the Otherworldly Demon army.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Immediately, a series of explosions rang out across this world, and countless Otherworldly Demons were instantly pulverized into nothingness by the lightning giant hand!

Not only were ordinary Otherworldly Demon armies affected, but even several Devil Kings were tragically killed by the lightning giant hand.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The lightning giant hand, covering the sky and sun, raged wildly through the Otherworldly Demon army. In a short while, almost half of the Otherworldly Demon army below was annihilated!

Everyone in the Sixuan Region Alliance widened their eyes at this sight, utterly shocked. After the shock came a wave of exultation!

"Brother Lin Fan has gotten stronger again!" Qing Tan looked in the direction Lin Fan disappeared, her beautiful eyes filled with adoration.

"Yes, yes! He's amazing! We'll have it much easier now," Lin Huoer also nodded repeatedly, overjoyed.

Ling Qingzhu gazed in the direction Lin Fan disappeared. Her stiff body regained its suppleness, and a soft light flickered in her eyes...

At the junction of the Eastern Xuan Region and the Western Xuan Region, this was the frontline closest to the Western Xuan Region. Advancing another thousand li or so would lead to the Western Xuan Region's border.

That place had now become the Demon Prison's main base.

And on a majestic mountain peak at this junction, several figures sat quietly. Their figures appeared quite small at the peak of the mountain, but they exuded an unyielding Aura, inspiring awe.

These figures were none other than Ying Huanhuan and several Ancient Masters.

At the very front of the mountain peak, Ying Huanhuan sat quietly. At this moment, she wasn't Cultivating with her eyes closed. Her slender jade fingers, adorned with white gloves, aimlessly drew circles on the stone. Her distracted appearance was evident even to the Flame Master and the others beside her.

Such an emotion was usually extremely rare to see on her.

The Flame Master and the others exchanged glances, all shaking their heads with a bitter smile. Ever since they sensed Lin Fan had emerged from seclusion, she had been like this.

However, in their opinion, this was much better than her previous cold demeanor.

"The Chaotic Demon Sea has now been pacified. It is said that Tang Xinlian has already led half of the Chaotic Demon Sea allied forces to assist the Demon Domain, while Lin Fan has led the other half to the Sixuan Region," the Flame Master suddenly said.

Hearing Lin Fan's name, Ying Huanhuan's jade hand, which was drawing circles, moved slightly, then she nodded.

"Once the Demon Domain and Sixuan Region deal with those Demon Prison armies, we can attack the Western Xuan Region," the Lord of Darkness frowned, looking towards the distant west, and said.

Even across a vast distance, they could still perceive the terrifying Devilish Qi surging there.

"We don't know what the Demon Prison is doing exactly. They... are too quiet."

The Thunder Master and the others also nodded, their expressions solemn.

During this period, the Demon Prison had almost made no moves, allowing them to clear out those three Demon Prison armies. Clearly, with the cunning nature of the Demon Prison's people, they would never do something foolish that would result in a meaningless sacrifice.

This suggested that they must have some ulterior motives.

Listening to their words, the coldness in Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes also condensed. Her jade hand clenched, and her voice was clear and cold as she said, "We can prepare the Soul Summoning Incantation."

The Flame Master and the others were slightly startled upon hearing this, then nodded.

Suddenly, several people looked up in a certain direction behind Ying Huanhuan.

There, space twisted, and a streak of light shot over at an astonishing speed.

Ying Huanhuan evidently also sensed that familiar Aura. A hint of urgency and nervousness actually flashed in her cold eyes, and her jade hand couldn't help but clench.

"Heh heh, you all are quite gathered."

As space twisted, a figure had already appeared on the mountain peak—it was Lin Fan.

Among the Ancient Eight Lords, apart from the Lord of Devouring who had completely perished and the Lord of Life and Death who had not yet Awakened, the other six were all gathered here at this moment.

The Flame Master and the others all looked at Lin Fan, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes. "You've condensed your Divine Palace?"

Their voices held an undisguised shock. They knew all too well how difficult it was to condense a Divine Palace. Even they, at their current stage, couldn't claim to have fully formed their Divine Palace, yet Lin Fan had accomplished this step, moving ahead of them.

"A lucky success," Lin Fan smiled slightly, then his gaze fell upon Ying Huanhuan.

At this moment, Ying Huanhuan was dressed in a simple long dress, her ice-blue hair gently swaying in the mountain breeze. Her clear, beautiful eyes, upon seeing Lin Fan look over, slightly averted.

"You two chat," the Lord of Darkness's gaze lingered on them both for a moment, then he waved to the Flame Master and the others, intending to turn and leave.

"Senior Sister," Ying Huanhuan, seeing them about to leave, felt a faint panic flash through her icy heart and hurriedly tried to stop them, but the figures of the others moved and they had already dissipated.

Lin Fan watched the Lord of Darkness and the others leave, then strode forward, walking towards Ying Huanhuan.

Seeing this, Ying Huanhuan's Aura, which had not diminished in the slightest even when facing the Heavenly King Hall of the Demon Prison, actually froze for a moment, and she couldn't help but take half a step back.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan moved directly in front of Ying Huanhuan, smiling slightly, and asked. (End of Chapter)