Yang Fan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
You read that right!
What a cute little girl, Asakawa Kenko!
"Senior, what little loli?"
The head of the Jiang family quickly came over and followed his gaze.
"I'll go take a look."
Yang Fan had no time to explain and quickly flew towards the figure in front of him.
However.
For some unknown reason, the figure that resembled a little girl seemed to sense his approach and immediately flew into the depths of the Stardust Mist Sea.
"Little girl, is that you?"
Yang Fan's expression changed drastically, and he shouted.
There was no response.
Yang Fan frowned and sped up.
They were about to catch up with the other person.
Sudden.
A wisp of mist drifted over and blocked his view.
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, and he had no choice but to stop immediately.
As he bypassed the stardust and misty sea of fog, intending to give chase again, the beautiful figure vanished.
Where are they?
Yang Fan flew to the direction where the figure disappeared and searched everywhere.
He searched for a long time but found nothing... not even a trace of life.
For a moment, Yang Fan stood there blankly, his mind filled with doubt.
Was that figure just now really Asakawa Qian Gu?
If so, why doesn't she talk to me?
And he runs away as soon as he sees him...?
If not... then who could it be?
For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't figure it out either.
"Little Fan, be careful."
"Senior, come back quickly."
Suddenly, a series of anxious shouts rang out.
Yang Fan was immediately alerted and turned around.
He was now enveloped by the mist drifting in the void.
The mist was gathering towards him from all directions.
Yang Fan's expression changed drastically, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.
He had seen before just how terrifying these stardust mists and fogs were.
Those rogue cultivators who accidentally touch the mist... even just a little bit, will die on the spot.
Although he was only at the three-star Immortal King realm, which meant he wouldn't lose his life, injuries were inevitable.
Yang Fan didn't stand there in a daze. Instead, he charged towards Madam Natsume before the fog gathered from all directions.
The next moment.
The thin mist that floated in the void touched his body.
An indescribable, eerie energy surged into his body.
After those energies entered his body, they frantically devoured the power of the Human Emperor.
Yang Fan's face was filled with horror. What on earth were these misty things?
Why is it that his power as the Human Emperor, with ten units of volume, can only resist the fog with one unit of volume?
This is still his power as the Human Emperor, which is a hundred times purer than the immortal power within the bodies of ordinary immortals in the Upper Realm.
If it were the same level of immortal power... it's simply unimaginable.
Buzz!
Just as they were about to break free from the fog and return to Lady Natsume, the head of the Jiang family, and other immortals, a buzzing sound rang out.
"Um?"
Yang Fan was shocked; he couldn't believe it!
Because he discovered that the vibration and buzzing sound... came from the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin deep within his sea of consciousness!
Why did the Heavenly Coffin suddenly exhibit unusual behavior at this moment?
Before Yang Fan could figure it out, all the strange and mysterious energy that had flooded into his body was cleared away!
"Holy crap! That's incredible?"
Yang Fan was nearly speechless with disbelief.
In just one exchange, the strange misty power within him vanished!
"Little Fan, are you alright?"
When Mrs. Natsume saw Yang Fan return, she anxiously pressed him for details.
Although the others did not speak, they all looked at him.
Yang Fan snapped out of his daze, looked at them, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing..."
A part of his consciousness sank into the sea of consciousness.
It wasn't an illusion; the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin was indeed faintly glowing.
As for the reason, he didn't know either.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
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