Chapter 263
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"Who would have thought that it would be so lively …"
Sitting on the tiger's back, Long Bufan looked down at the vast desert below him. Black figures swarmed like ants, and only then did he realize how great the allure of a secret realm was. It was actually able to attract such a terrifying amount of people.
Soon after, he cast his gaze into the distance and looked towards the depths of the desert. There, Long Bufan could faintly feel a ripple of energy from a formation. This ripple had the effect of sealing off the sky. The deeper one went into the desert, the harder it was to fly. It wanted to press him down to the ground.
Even though this pressure was small, even if Long Bufan channeled all the Yuan Power in his body, he was still unable to resist it. It gave off an extremely obscure feeling of power. Evidently, that was where the secret realm of the Samsara Sect existed.
"Even though this formation has existed for hundreds of years, it is still unable to conceal its majestic power. As expected of a super sect …" Feeling the frightening ripple of energy, Long Bufan was secretly speechless. Then, he patted the tiger's back lightly. The Thunderwing Tiger flapped its lightning wings and quickly flew towards the depths of the desert.
However, Long Bufan did not directly fly in with such fanfare. When he saw that there were more and more people flying in the sky around him, he had already put on a bamboo hat on his head. This was to prevent him from attracting too much attention and attracting the people from the Yin-Yang school.
As they went deeper into the desert, the pressure of the sealed flight became greater and greater. In the end, the Thunderwing Tiger could not resist and flew slower and slower.
Seeing this, Long Bufan simply landed and allowed the Thunderwing Tiger to return to the sect's Beast Taming Abode. Then, he directly blended into the sea of people. Then, he brought Xiao Bai with him as they weaved through the crowd and rushed towards the depths of the desert.
Along the way, Long Bufan, who blended into the sea of people, saw the Inner Hall disciples dressed in the uniform of Ling Xuanwu Province. There were about fifty people, and there were both men and women. Long Bufan's gaze quickly found Lin Shuang 'er's beautiful figure. Even though she wore a veil on her face, Long Bufan recognized her unique temperament at a glance.
The leader of the Ling Xuanwu Province disciples was a strong-looking and muscular old man. He had a head of fiery red hair and a long green-scaled saber on his back. His strong upper body was bare to the waist. It was hard to imagine that an old man over fifty years of age could have such a strong body that contained such terrifying explosive power.
"Is he an Elder of the Inner Hall?" Long Bufan whispered to himself. He did not know this red-haired old man, but looking at his powerful aura, he had at least reached the Spirit Sea Realm. Compared to Palace Master Wang Yi of the Outer Hall, he could only be stronger.
Because there were still four hours before the seal of the formation weakened, Long Bufan did not appear to be in a hurry. He strolled leisurely in the lifeless desert, leisurely biting on his pipe. It was not until dusk that he gradually arrived at the depths of the desert.
When Long Bufan arrived at the area outside the secret territory, Long Bufan's gaze looked around. Then, it froze on a tall stone tablet that was nearly a hundred feet tall not far in front of him. A kind of shock that came from the bottom of his heart slowly surged into his heart and finally spread to his pupils.
In Long Bufan's pupils, the huge ancient stone tablet stood silently at the highest point of the sand dune, like a staircase that connected heaven and earth.
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