The Six Directions Immortal Venerate had always been calm and composed. He did not show his emotions on his face. Now, however, he showed a rare expression of shock after seeing Ning Fan kill Old Ancestor Du Long.
He had never thought that Ning Fan actually had the strength to kill Old Ancestor Du Long. He knew that he could not do it himself …
The scenes of him offending Ning Fan on that day flashed across his mind. His expression turned slightly unpleasant. That day, he deliberately made things difficult for Ning Fan to test him and even competed with him for the Wondrous Seven Treasures Tree. Fortunately, they did not fall out completely in the end. It seemed like there was still a possibility for them to mend their relationship.
The Six Directions Immortal Venerate was naturally arrogant. Moreover, he had the backing of the Four Directions Sect. Thus, he was naturally not afraid of offending Ning Fan. However, he also did not want to become enemies with Ning Fan because Ning Fan had the strength that he valued. In the cultivation world, everything still depended on one's strength.
"I didn't expect this Zhao Jian to be so powerful. He can be of use to my sect. Currently, there are only two human Immortal Venerates in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court, me and Miao Yan. If we can rope him in and help my sect seize the ancient passage … "The Six Directions Immortal Venerate's eyes flickered as if he was thinking.
At the same time, Miao Yan walked gracefully. Her body was enveloped in faint purple starlight. She slowly walked out of the eighty-fourth palace on the seventh floor.
The entire seventh floor was filled with a cold and gloomy qi. When the yin qi rushed towards her, she could not help but cough softly. Her face became even paler. She had accumulated too many injuries in the great calamity of the Wilderness. Her body still felt weak.
She should have gone into seclusion to heal her injuries. However, she suppressed her injuries and came to the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. It was all because she was an Immortal Venerate of the Six Directions Sect. She still had a responsibility to help the Four Directions Sect seize the ancient passage.
Her expression was calm as she slowly walked forward. All of a sudden, her beautiful eyes widened in shock. She raised her head and looked at the blood-red baleful qi that rose into the sky like a tornado.
"This baleful qi … It's the qi of Old Ancestor Du Long … Who is so powerful to actually kill Old Ancestor Du Long in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court?!"
The death of an ancient Immortal Venerate was not a trivial matter. Miao Yan could not help but feel shocked.
Very soon, however, she sensed a trace of Ning Fan's qi from the baleful qi. After being slightly stunned, how could she not know who the murderer was?
"So it's Fellow Daoist Zhao … Didn't he say that he wouldn't come to the Nine Heavens Imperial Court? But he still came. He's really a man who says one thing but means another." Venerable Miao Yan pursed her phoenix lips with a slight smile. Then, she thought of something and frowned slightly.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhao was injured in your battle against Patriarch Poison Dragon. It's impossible for him to come out unscathed after killing a Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable … "He seemed to be a little worried as he looked towards the direction of the Heaven Imperial Court.
Venerated Miao Yan was not surprised by the strength Ning Fan displayed when he killed Old Ancestor Du Long. After all, she had already seen Ning Fan kill the Third and Fifth Ancestors. She knew how powerful his abilities were.
Ning Fan might not be an ancient Immortal Venerable, but his strength was not to be underestimated … Venerable Miao Yan deeply agreed with this point.
The baleful aura that blotted out the sky and covered the earth howled as it spread all the way to the horizon of the seventh level, and then suddenly rushed into the eighth level.
On the eighth floor of the Heaven Imperial Court, the Yin Qi was even heavier, and it was incomparably cold. There was only one ancient bluestone path in the entire eighth level. The ancient path was covered with ice that was tens of zhang * (3.33m per zhang) thick.
The four Barbarian Ancestors and Ao Xuan walked on the same ancient path. They did not have any intention to fight each other. All of them concealed their qi and acted cautiously.
There was no sound of wind in the sky. Instead, there were tens of thousands of ice coffins floating lifelessly in the air. The surroundings were dead silent. No one dared to make a sound and no one dared to make a sound.
When the baleful aura rushed into the eighth level, the originally silent heaven and earth suddenly changed. The ice coffins began to tremble. Their lids swayed as if they were about to open.
All of a sudden, the four Barbarian Ancestors and Venerated Immortal Ao Xuan who were quietly entering the palace raised their heads. Other than the Seventh Ancestor who was expressionless, the expressions of the others changed drastically.
The Seventh Ancestor's position was the closest to the front. He had already reached the 97th palace of the eighth level. Presumably, he would be able to enter the ninth level very soon. His expression was wooden and he looked like a walking corpse. He raised his head to look at the baleful aura that filled the sky and then looked away as if he did not see it. He was immersed in his own world and continued to move forward.
The First Ancestor, the Second Ancestor, and the Fourth Ancestor followed closely behind him. Ao Xuan was the last. Unlike the Seventh Ancestor who was calm, the four of them could not remain calm at all. They could not ignore the baleful aura that rushed into the sky.
Baleful aura! Damn it, why is there so much baleful aura! In the eighth level, not a single bit of qi could be released!
"Oh no! Why is there such a strong baleful aura rushing into the eighth level! " The Fourth Ancestor roared in his heart, but he did not dare to make a sound. His eyes were fixed on the floating ice coffins.
"Those things are going to be awakened by the baleful aura. Oh no!" The Second Ancestor was extremely nervous. He cultivated the Yin Death Divine Ability, which was good at dealing with dead spirits and baleful auras. However, those divine abilities had no effect on the baleful auras.
"What a strong baleful aura. Which ancient Immortal Venerable has fallen? I wonder who it is … We must get rid of this baleful aura. We must not awaken those baleful auras! " Ao Xuan did not dare to make a sound. He also did not dare to release his spirit sense to check the baleful aura. Naturally, he did not know that the one who died was Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon and the one who killed them was Ning Fan.
No one dared to recklessly release their spirit sense on the eighth level as they were afraid of attracting the attention of those ice coffins.
Just as the ice coffins were about to open, the First Ancestor made his move. His eyes were filled with anxiety. He pointed the blood-red bone sword in his hand at the sky. Instantly, countless rays of blood light flashed across the sky and disappeared without a trace. At the next moment, the baleful aura in Heaven and Earth slowly disappeared without a trace.
As the baleful aura disappeared, the ice coffins that were making creaking sounds also became quiet. There were no signs of them opening anymore.
Seeing this, the First Ancestor heaved a sigh of relief. The others also relaxed their tense expressions at the same time.
"That was close. I almost woke up those ferocious creatures …" The First Ancestor glanced at the tens of thousands of ice coffins and felt his scalp go numb.
His left sleeve seemed to have been torn by something, revealing half of his arm. On his arm, a piece of flesh seemed to have been ripped off by something. The wound was oozing with rancid black blood. Even with his cultivation base, he couldn't heal the wound …
The wound was left by the ferocious creatures in the ice coffins. Only God knew how strong the physical body of the First Ancestor's stone statue was. However, it could not withstand a casual attack from those ferocious creatures …
Any one of those ferocious creatures would be too terrifying.
Touching the wound on his arm, the First Ancestor looked at the rows of ice coffins in the sky. His scalp went numb and he became even more cautious.
The baleful aura that rushed to the eighth level was instantly taken away by the First Ancestor and no one dared to release their spirit sense to check the baleful aura on the eighth level. Therefore, no one, including Ao Xuan, knew that the baleful aura had appeared because Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had died. No one knew that the murderer was Ning Fan. Everyone could only vaguely sense that a ten thousand ancient Immortal Venerable had fallen. As for who it was, no one knew.
The baleful aura came from the lower level. From the looks of it, the one who died was either Miao Yan or Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon who went to the lower level.
The Wild Ancestors were not concerned about who the deceased was. Ao Xuan, on the other hand, was rather worried.
Could the dead Immortal Venerable be Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon?
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had two Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasures to protect himself and the jade talisman that the clan leader had given him to protect himself. Even if he was besieged by several Immortal Venerables at the same time, he still had the ability to protect himself. The one who died should not be Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon.
Perhaps the mysterious cultivator who took away the clan leader's Primordial Qi was a ten thousand ancient Immortal Venerable who was killed by Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon. That was why the monstrous baleful aura was left behind.
Or perhaps, one of Liu He and Miao Yan was killed by Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon, leaving behind this monstrous baleful aura.
Ao Xuan was quite confident in Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's ability to protect himself. His eyes focused and he advanced cautiously with the protection of his Innate Magic Treasure, the Brahma Demon Puppet.
In the outside world, the True Dragon Clan Leader's expression was gloomy. He held a small green pagoda in his hand. The pagoda formed a space of its own and enshrined the life tablets of cultivators above the Immortal Venerables of the True Dragon Clan.
The True Dragon Clan Leader's eyes widened in anger. He had just ordered one of Ao Xuan and Poison Dragon to retrieve the Primordial Qi when Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's life tablet shattered.
What did this mean? It meant that the one who went to retrieve the Primordial Qi was Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon, but he actually failed.
"Useless! Truly useless! Not only did he fail to retrieve the Primordial Qi, he even lost his life! Is that mysterious cultivator so powerful that Poisonous Dragon couldn't even escape?! Truly useless! "The True Dragon Clan Leader was so angry that he laughed.
If it was during normal times, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's death would not be a big deal. However, it was now a special period to fight for the ancient passage. Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's death was extremely disadvantageous to the demon race.
There were originally only two Immortal Venerables of the demon race who entered the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. After Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's death, Ao Xuan was the only one left. The barbarian race had four Barbaric Ancestors while the human race had two Immortal Venerables. Besides that, there was also the mysterious cultivator who took away his Primordial Qi. Under such circumstances, Ao Xuan was the only one left in the demon race …
Now, it would be much more difficult for the demon race to seize the ancient passage!
To the True Dragon Clan Leader, the Primordial Qi was no doubt important, but seizing the ancient passage was even more important. He could not afford to make any mistakes!
If he knew that Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon would lose his life in order to retrieve the Primordial Qi, he would never have given the order to search for the Primordial Qi.
He had miscalculated. The mysterious cultivator who took away the Primordial Qi was far stronger than he had imagined. He actually made Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon lose his life before he could even escape. Good. This is really good!
The True Dragon Old Ancestor flicked his sleeve and took out an ancient gilded token from it. He held it tightly in his hand.
When some of the great sovereigns of the demon race saw this, they sucked in a cold breath and cried out involuntarily. "One Billion Demon Sealing Token!"
The True Dragon Old Ancestor did not say a word. He just held the token tightly. His heart was filled with endless killing intent. He could not wait to tear Ning Fan into a million pieces.
The matter of the Primordial Qi was not a big deal. The ancient passage was a big deal. He could not send Ao Xuan to search for the Primordial Qi anymore. He could only put this matter aside for the time being …
"That person has already reached the 22nd palace of the sixth floor … His speed is very fast …" The demon who was activating her sensing ability carefully reported to the True Dragon Clan Leader.
On the surface of her painting, Ning Fan's blurry figure was projected out of the 22nd palace of the sixth floor. She immediately reported to the True Dragon Clan Leader.
Looking at Ning Fan's blurry figure, the killing intent in the True Dragon Clan Leader's eyes became colder. However, he smiled coldly.
"He has already reached the sixth floor, huh? Good! Very good! My Primordial Qi isn't something that can be taken so easily. After the matter of the ancient passage is over, I will certainly make you spit it out in its entirety! "
When the True Dragon Clan Leader was enraged, the Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign's eyes were deep and unreadable.
The name of Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was forcefully erased from the giant monument in front of him. This meant that one of the two Immortal Venerables that the demon race sent to the Nine Heavens Imperial Court had died.
In this way, the demon race only had one Immortal Venerables left. As for the human race, there were three of them left, including Ning Fan …
To the human race, this seemed to be extremely beneficial news. However, the Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign's face did not show any hint of happiness. Instead, his expression was rather solemn.
The Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign's eyes were fixed on the eighth position of the giant monument. The eighth position was Ning Fan's current position.
Previously, when Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon went to the sixth floor, his position was naturally also displayed on the giant monument.
When Ning Fan arrived at the sixth floor, the two of them were at the same position. Then, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon died …
"From the looks of it, the one who killed Poisonous Dragon is most likely this nameless cultivator. This person is really powerful. Moreover, he is a human. He won't be someone from the demon race or the barbarian race. If we have this person's help, our Four Majestic Sect's chances of seizing the ancient passage will certainly increase greatly. I'm just afraid that this person comes from some secret race … "
The Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign's eyes turned grim. In the four heavens, countless sects were interested in the ancient passage. They hoped to find the key to open the passage and enter the legendary Ancient Realm of Heavenly Desolate.
According to the legends, only by entering the Ancient Realm of Heavenly Desolate would one be able to find enough Beginning, Nirvana and Desolate Qi to advance to the Third Step of the Saint Realm.
According to the legends, the Ancient Realm of Heavenly Desolate was the only passage from the Illusory World to the Zi Dou Immortal Region.
Another legend …
The Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign had the cultivation base of a Quasi-Saint Realm expert. Moreover, his cultivation base had been stuck at this level for countless years. He just could not touch the bottleneck of the Saint Realm and become a saint.
He longed to open the ancient passage and enter the Ancient Realm of Heavenly Desolate to step into the Saint Realm. There were many people who had the same thought as him.
The ones who were most interested in the ancient passage were none other than the ten great secret races. They were the ten greatest ancient forces in the four heavens. The place where they resided was mysterious. There were countless experts from each clan. Even the Four Majestic Sect was restricted by the secret races and did not dare to compete with them.
However, even though the ten great secret races were interested in the ancient passage, they never participated in the competition for it.
In the recent one million years, the situation had changed a little. Some of the secret races began to secretly recruit foreign elders and asked them to search for the ancient passage on their behalf.
It seemed that due to some reasons, the members of the ten great secret races could not directly participate in the competition for the ancient passage …
The Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign narrowed his eyes. He was worried that Ning Fan was someone sent by the secret races. If Ning Fan is really a member of the secret races, even if he obtains the ancient passage, it would probably belong to the secret races …
The Ancient Reaching Heaven Sovereign naturally did not know that he was overthinking. Ning Fan was not someone sent by the secret races at all. Moreover, he did not covet the ancient passage at all.
As time passed, the baleful qi that lingered in heaven and earth gradually dissipated. However, the baleful qi on Ning Fan's body condensed and did not disperse. His qi was cold and frightening.
The amount of baleful qi that he obtained from killing the ten thousand ancient Immortal Venerables was enormous. If it wasn't for Ning Fan's Innate Ghost Mask which was suppressing the baleful qi, he would probably have lost his mind due to the baleful qi of such a level.
In his storage pouch, a certain token was glowing with golden light. It was transforming bit by bit because of Ning Fan's action of killing Old Ancestor Du Long.
While walking on the ancient green stone path, Ning Fan suddenly sensed something. He patted his storage pouch and took out his immortal position token. However, he had neglected the fact that he had obtained a large amount of battle merits from killing Old Ancestor Du Long. His immortal position seemed to be going to advance again.
After entering the Ancient Wild Region, Ning Fan had killed many demon cultivators. With the accumulated battle merits, his immortal position had already advanced to the Fifth Grade Low Grade Gold Immortal Realm.
Now that he had killed Old Ancestor Du Long, he naturally obtained another large amount of battle merits. After receiving the battle merits, the immortal position token underwent another transformation. One-third of the originally golden token had turned into the texture of a purple jade. The immortal position recorded on the token had changed from the Low Grade Gold Immortal Realm to the Mid Grade!
It seemed like he had been promoted again.
Unfortunately, it was only at the Fifth Grade Mid Grade.
Ning Fan's expression was slightly regretful. He shook his head. After all, he had killed an ancient Immortal Venerate. Initially, he thought that these battle merits would be enough for his immortal position to break through to the Fourth Grade Heavenly Supervisor. Now, however, it seemed like it was an extravagant hope.
What Ning Fan did not know was that there were only a few hundred people in the entire Four Heavens who had attained the Fifth Grade Mid Grade Immortal Realm.
Most of the people who had attained the Fifth Grade Mid Grade Immortal Realm had gone through millions of years of hard work. They had completed countless missions and made countless contributions in order to be promoted to this position step by step.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, was different. He had directly killed an Immortal Venerate of the demon race in the Savage Battlefield and attained the Mid Grade Gold Immortal Realm in a single bound. It was already considered extremely rare.
After keeping the Immortal Position Token into his storage pouch, Ning Fan increased his speed and continued moving forward. With the protection of four Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasures and the remaining eight Joss Flame Arrows, Ning Fan could pass through a palace every few breaths. Such speed was much faster than any of the ancient Immortal Venerates in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court.
There were two paths on the ancient bluestone path. In the beginning, he could still see the rumbling lightning. As he moved forward, the lightning gradually disappeared and was replaced by an increasingly gloomy and cold qi.
On the ancient path, some frost gradually appeared on the eaves of the palaces. Occasionally, there would be one or two empty ice coffins drifting towards him from afar and gradually drifting away.
On the ancient path, there would occasionally be a pile of black ash. The pile of ash was filled with extremely strong Yin Qi. Ning Fan cultivated the Corpse Devil Physique, which made him especially sensitive to Yin Qi.
The first five floors of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court did not have any Yin Qi. However, from the sixth floor onwards, the Yin Qi seemed to become denser the higher one went …
Along the way, Ning Fan did not encounter any palace that could increase his barbaric blood. This was slightly different from what he had imagined.
When he reached the 74th palace on the sixth floor, the lid of an ancient ice coffin that was displayed on a floating cloud suddenly exploded.
Along the way, Ning Fan had already encountered many empty coffins. However, this ice coffin was not empty!
At the moment when the lid of the coffin flew up, a gush of cold Yin Qi immediately locked onto Ning Fan. At the next moment, a black shadow that carried a putrid stench instantly rushed to Ning Fan's front.
Its speed was too fast. Few people below the ancient Immortal Venerates could dodge the attack of that black shadow!
Since the Nine Heavens Imperial Court forbade space, Ning Fan could not fly or evade in time. However, his expression remained calm even though he was shocked. Without saying a word, he directly activated the four Seven Star Demon Lamps that were protecting him to block the black shadow.
There were originally seven of these demon lamps. However, when he seized them from Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon, they were already severely damaged. Moreover, three of them were destroyed and only four were left.
Even though their power was greatly reduced, they were still a set of Twelfth Nirvana Grade defensive magic treasures after all. Their defensive power was quite shocking.
The black shadow, however, did not even look at the four demon lamps that were flying towards him. He directly waved his hand and grabbed at the four demon lamps.
When the huge hand and the magic treasures collided, a sound of metal colliding resounded. A tremendous force spread out and the four demon lamps were sent flying backwards. However, the black shadow did not take even half a step back. Instead, it dashed towards Ning Fan again.
Only then did Ning Fan see clearly that the black shadow was an ancient corpse that had been rotting for god knows how many years. Its festering face was no longer recognizable. There were no eyeballs in its eye sockets but dark green ghost flames were flickering.
A putrid stench assaulted Ning Fan's nostrils. He suddenly raised his hand and the Separation and Reunion Sword appeared in his hand. Then, he slashed it towards the front.
The sea of clouds was directly split apart by Ning Fan's sword light. Facing such a sharp sword light, the ancient corpse did not dodge at all. Instead, it allowed the sword light to slash its body and was directly sent flying away. An extremely shallow dent was left on its chest but it was not injured at all!
Ning Fan's eyes immediately turned cold when he saw the dent.
It would be fine if the Seven Star Demon Lamp could not defend against the ancient corpse's attack. After all, the lamp was already damaged and its power had already been greatly reduced.
However, the Separation and Reunion Sword was not damaged at all. With Ning Fan's current cultivation base, he might not be able to unleash the full power of the sword but it should not be this weak.
It was not that the Separation and Reunion Sword was too weak but the physical body of the ancient corpse was too strong. It was so strong that it could directly withstand the attack of a Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasure!
"I, Zi Dou Immortal Cultivation Realm … defy the tribulation to survive … I have no regrets …"
"Life and death are all for … Zi Dou Immortal Cultivation Realm …"
Endless killing intent burst out from the hollow eye sockets of the ancient corpse. It took a step in the air and instantly approached Ning Fan. While speaking indifferently, its black claw light directly clawed at Ning Fan's head.
Ning Fan waved the Separation and Reunion Sword again and sent the ancient corpse flying one hundred zhang * (3.33m per zhang) away. However, the rebounding force also made him take a few steps back. While he was dodging, his eyes were still clear and his mind was filled with the intermittent words of the ancient corpse.
Zi Dou … Zi Dou …
Could it be that this ancient corpse came from the Zi Dou Immortal Region? Could it be a cultivator under Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou when he was alive?!
As his thoughts flashed, the ancient corpse bared its teeth again and let out a strange roar, rushing towards Ning Fan. It seemed like it did not have any other abilities and could only rely on its strong physical body to attack. However, the strength of its claw was not to be underestimated. A casual claw from it was comparable to an attack from a Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasure!
Ning Fan did not have the time to think about the identity of this corpse. The only thing he needed to do now was to save his own life from this corpse.
This corpse's physical body was extremely strong. Magic treasures alone would not be able to hurt it. With Ning Fan's cultivation base, he might not be able to hurt the ancient corpse even if he uses magic techniques.
However, this ancient corpse gave Ning Fan a rather familiar feeling. It was the same feeling he had felt from Si Ming who had the Undying Devil Veins.
Green light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. The veins of the Great Dao became clearer in his eyes. With just a glance, Ning Fan saw through everything about this ancient corpse and also thought of a way to deal with it.
This ancient corpse was actually just an empty shell. Even though its physical body was strong, its internal structure was extremely weak. It was just relying on the trace of undying qi in its body to run rampant. If that trace of qi disappears, this corpse would immediately turn into an empty shell.
Ning Fan could not destroy this ancient corpse head-on. However, he had a way to cut off the undying qi in its body and turn it into an empty shell.
He had learned the Five Yin Yang Swords from Great Emperor Ancient Chaos. The Heaven Sword Severing Luck, the Earth Sword Severing Force, the Human Sword Severing Life, the Divine Sword Severing Dao and the Ghost Sword Severing Thought.
The Life Severing Sword had once killed Si Ming who had the Undying Devil Veins. Therefore, it should be very effective in dealing with the undying qi in this ancient corpse.
Ning Fan's face showed a ruthless expression. He took half a step back and suddenly raised the Separation and Reunion Sword, pointing it at the ancient corpse! As he circulated his magic power, the tip of the sword was slowly covered with a layer of moon-white sword light.
That sword light seemed ordinary. However, in the eyes of the ancient corpse, it made him stop in his tracks. His expression was filled with unprecedented fear and he did not dare to approach it.
This ancient corpse did not have much spiritual intelligence. The intermittent words he uttered just now were just the result of his obsession before he died. Perhaps he was really a cultivator of the Zi Dou Immortal Region who had a strong obsession before he died. That was why he could say those unforgettable words after his death.
However, at this moment, he was just a dead man, a corpse. He did not have any emotions, memories or spiritual intelligence.
From Ning Fan's sword light, the ancient corpse instinctively sensed a trace of fatal danger. As if it was nailed to the ground, it stood still and stared at Ning Fan from a distance of ten zhang * (3.33m per zhang).
"Back off! Otherwise, I will cut off the undying qi in your body! "
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold. The ancient corpse seemed to understand his words. It took a few steps back and trembled slightly.
After a while, it turned around and flew back to the ice coffin. How would it dare to attack Ning Fan?
Seeing that the ancient corpse was scared away, Ning Fan's eyes turned solemn. He continued to move forward. He passed through the last palace and arrived at the top of the sixth floor.
At the moment he arrived, more than ten ancient coffins flew towards him from afar.
As soon as the lid of the coffin flew away, twelve black shadows immediately rushed towards Ning Fan. All of them were rotten ancient corpses. They roared continuously as if they wanted to stop Ning Fan from ascending to the seventh floor.
There were also a few ancient corpses muttering to themselves intermittently. All of them were saying the same thing.
"Life and death are all for … Zi Dou Immortal …"
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