Chapter 262
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Upon hearing this, Long Bufan couldn't help but frown slightly. He tilted his head and stared coldly at Hei Yan. He said coldly, "You were sent by the Yin-Yang school?"
"Haha, those disgusting fellows who pluck Yin to nourish Yang all day can't invite me, Iron Rod Hei Yan." Hei Yan suddenly laughed disdainfully. From his tone, it was obvious that he didn't fear the Yin-Yang school at all.
Upon hearing Black's words, Long Bufan's expression relaxed a little. However, he didn't want to talk too much with Black and immediately patted the tiger's back.
"Roar — —!!"
The Thunderwing Tiger let out a mighty roar and flapped its wings.
Just as Long Bufan was about to leave, Hei Yan suddenly laughed again and said, "Hey, I see that you're flying in the direction of the Secret Territory in the desert. Seeing that you don't have a good relationship with the Yin-Yang school, I'll kindly remind you. It's said that in order to catch you, they've sent out quite a few Sect Deacons to look for you everywhere. In addition, you have to pay attention to a freak from the Yin-Yang school. It's said that he's also taking part in this exploration of the Secret Territory. It seems like he's got his eyes on you, haha …"
Long Bufan's expression darkened slightly. He immediately nodded. He had already mentally prepared himself. The Yin-Yang school wanted to kill him, but this couldn't stop his determination to enter the Secret Territory. On the path of martial arts, if one didn't even have this little bit of fearlessness, how could one climb to the peak of martial arts?!
"Many thanks."
Long Bufan cupped his fists and said to Hei Yan. Then, the Thunderwing Tiger flapped its wings. Amidst the low rumble of thunder, it turned into a purple flash and quickly swept across the sky …
"It's said that Long Bufan from Ling Xuanwu Province is very courageous and insightful. Now that I've met him, he really lives up to his reputation. He clearly knows that people from Yin-Yang school will also go to the Arcane Realm, but he still dares to go. What a strange person. If I have the chance, I must fight with him …"
Looking at Long Bufan's figure gradually disappearing into the horizon, Hei Yan could not help but lick his lips and chuckle as he muttered to himself.
"However, that pervert from Yin-Yang school has said that he will personally kill Long Bufan to wash away the shame of the sect. I wonder if Long Bufan will be able to survive that. Hehe, the seal of the mystic realm is about to open. I have to hurry up so that I don't miss the show …"
After he finished speaking, Hei Yan laughed strangely. The giant black eagle beneath his feet suddenly let out a loud cry, flapped its wings, and quickly chased after Long Bufan.
Five hundred years ago, the Samsara Sect was the oldest super sect in the Tianyan Empire. Ordinary people could not imagine how powerful such a super sect was in that era.
Even so, no one was able to break the defensive seal on it. If not for the turbulence in the space, which caused the defensive spell formation to weaken and create a gap, no one would be able to break the seal.
And for some reason, the mysterious white-haired man who meddled in other people's business actually set up a cultivation restriction barrier at the entrance of the spell formation. He purposely delayed the opening of the seal, thus attracting countless independent cultivators and sects from all over the world!
At noon on the second day, the sun shone brightly.
When Long Bufan arrived at the border of the mystic realm, he realized that there were figures flitting across the sky from time to time.
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