Chapter 136

Furious Yin Bufan

This is a place shrouded in the aura of darkness.

Unlike the coldness of the frozen land, the ground here is soft and stepping on the soil feels like stepping on cotton. The charred ground looks like it has been burned by a fire, but there is no trace of flames when looking around.

Scattered grasses and trees are sparsely planted on this land. Their trunks are bent into various shapes, but their branches and leaves are unified like a butterfly with its wings folded together. If Yan Qingyan were here, she would definitely dig up a tree and transplant it into the space.

The air of the underworld is like the icy river at the first level of the Five Sources Secret Realm. Like those floating illusory beasts, they wander aimlessly in the air, giving this place a touch of mystery.

In the empty space not far away, a tiny gray-blue vortex suddenly appeared. The vortex was spinning faster and faster, and its range was getting larger and larger, and soon it formed a giant gate as tall as a person.

A figure stepped out slowly.

If Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen were here, they would definitely recognize this person's identity.

Negative! No! Fan!

One of the ancestors of the Biyue Sect, Yin Siwen’s biological father, and suspected to be the bloodline of the Yinhuang Clan!

"The old man is out! The old man is finally out!"

"Damn it! Why didn't I come out earlier? Why?!"

"My poor son! He is my only son!"

"You two damned brats, I have memorized your auras. Just wait! I will kill you now!"

"I will... tear you into pieces!"

The eerie voice echoed in this empty area like a curse, and the dark air around was dispersed by the huge layers of sound.

The anger is burning here!

......

"yawn!"

Yan Qingyan, who had been flying on the sword for a long time, suddenly sneezed with a puzzled look in her eyes.

What's going on? Do immortal cultivators sneeze?

It's detrimental to the demeanor of an immortal!

Yan Qingyan, who had unknowingly acquired the same "immortal cultivator burden" as Ye Feichen, was completely confused.

"Maybe someone is talking about it?" Ling Mochen frowned. Just for a moment, he had a bad feeling.

The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more accurate his premonition of crisis will be.

Who could it be?

"No matter what, let's find a safe place first and consolidate our cultivation." Having just advanced to the late Jindan stage, they passed through several places in succession but could not find a place to settle down safely. The two of them had been flying in the sky on swords for a long time.

"When I first learned how to fly with a sword, I was so excited that I flew for three days and three nights without getting bored. But now, I feel bored after just a few days."

Yan Qingyan shook her head helplessly and said, "Tsk tsk ~ People are really the kind of people who get bored with the old and love the new."

Are you talking about yourself? Ling Mochen looked at her with amusement.

"Don't look at me, I still like the feeling of flying, haha!" Yan Qingyan laughed and dived towards the ground suddenly.

Leiyun City is one of the three major cities where the auction is held by Qianji Pavilion and Tiangan Business Alliance. The two of them had wanted to come and see it for a long time.

"A big city has all the necessary facilities. Let's rent a cave first." Yan Qingyan said.

That little Huayan City was too exclusive. Although its scenery was as beautiful as Huayan City, she still felt uncomfortable staying there.

It’s better not to go to exclusive places in the future, as you won’t be able to buy them happily if you spend your spirit stones on them.

The two paid four low-grade spirit stones and slowly walked into Leiyun City.

Apart from being as big as Feilan City, this place doesn't seem to have any special features.

The only feature is probably that it rains a lot.

The two rented a cave and settled down temporarily, but a strong sense of crisis still lingered in their hearts and could not be eliminated for a long time.

"Strength. If you feel a crisis is coming, accumulating enough strength and making all possible preparations is the only solution."

There is no escape from disaster.

In the retreat room, Yan Qingyan changed her usual mood of wandering around and sat cross-legged in meditation quietly.

"You can wait until you are strong enough and the crisis is over before wandering around and having fun. If you only care about entertainment before the crisis comes, you are just waiting for death."

Yan Qingyan was still bothered by that nonsensical sneeze. She had some vague guesses in her mind, but lacked information to confirm them.

Didi——

Just when Yan Qingyan was about to enter into meditation, a dripping sound came from the communication jade talisman.

Someone sent a message.

Yan Qingyan seemed like a poor student who was determined to study, but was always distracted by the mobile phone beside her. She did not have the heart to throw the communication jade talisman into the space where she could out of sight and out of mind, but instead picked it up and looked at it silently.

Just take a look and throw it away! Yan Qingyan made up her mind.

As expected, the communication jade talisman contained the news from Bai Xiaosheng, but this news made Yan Qingyan freeze instantly.

[Yin Bufan came out.] 】

Yin Bufan came out, why so soon?

"Is it because of me? Because I killed Yin Siwen and made the old man angry?" Yan Qingyan muttered.

This is a problem. She was planning to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage before Yin Bufan came out, but plans really cannot keep up with changes.

If the cultivators of Xuan Gan Continent knew what Yan Qingyan was thinking, they would surely be so surprised that they would be unable to close their mouths.

Which of those Jindan Yuanying isn’t an old monster who has been practicing for hundreds of years? Especially in the Nascent Soul stage, I have never heard of anyone advancing to the Nascent Soul stage before being a hundred years old!

And how old are Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen? Early twenties? Early thirties?

The speed of cultivation is even more terrifying than the geniuses from all the major sects and families!

While Yan Qingyan was thinking, another piece of news came in, from Yuan Yizi.

[Yin Bufan is heading towards Huayan City, be careful.] 】

The appearance of Yin Bufan caused too much noise. Not only did Qianji Pavilion get the news, but it seemed that all the cultivators on the continent knew about it.

Even Ye Feichen and Dongfang Huaiwei sent her messages one after another, asking her to be careful.

Everyone knows about the grudge between Yin Siwen and the two men. Now that Yin Siwen is dead, no matter whether Yin Bufan can find out that it was the two of them who were responsible, if they really meet, it is very likely that the almost crazy Yin Bufan will use them to vent his anger.

A picture appeared in Yan Qingyan's mind. In the picture, Yin Bufan's eyes were red and his body was covered with black air. He said to her and Ling Mochen, "My son died tragically, but you, the villains who were my son's enemies, are still alive and well. God is unfair! It's so hateful! Give me your death!"

Yan Qingyan shook her head, shaking off the random thoughts in her mind, thinking too far away!

Yan Qingyan replied to the messages one by one, then threw the communication jade talisman directly into the space and practiced with peace of mind.

urgent! Very urgent!

No, no, no, you can’t rush your cultivation. The more anxious you are, the more counterproductive it will be.

"Everything will work out when the time comes. At worst I can just use my 'hiding space' technique again." Yan Qingyan thought optimistically.

Yan Qingyan took several deep breaths to clear away all the distracting thoughts in her mind. After a long time, she finally entered a state of meditation without realizing it.

On the other side, Ling Mochen also received a message from Deng Hao.

"Yin Bufan actually came out so quickly?!"

According to the news, Yin Bufan not only went to Huayan City, but also seemed to be holding a grand "funeral" for Yin Siwen. I wonder how many people who attend the funeral will be gloating over his misfortune?

Ling Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly took out his storage ring and counted the life-saving items inside.

Teleportation talisman, life-replacing puppet, advanced defense array, protective tortoise shell...

"We have to formulate a strategy. Even if we can't win, we must find a way to escape with Qingyan." Ling Mochen's eyes flickered as he thought about all the countermeasures against the Nascent Soul powerhouse.

......

At this time, outside Leiyun City.

A figure in white clothes strolled into Thundercloud City. The drizzle fell on his body, but it did not wet his clothes.

Half a day later, two figures walked side by side again. One of them took out two low-grade spirit stones as if it hurt, and stepped into the city gate reluctantly.