Master Zhu Ascends the Mountain

The two women came closer, looked at the mountain gate stele, then sized up Tan Bazhang before them. They stole another glance at Yellow Sheep Girl on the branch. The younger girl stepped forward and asked, "May I ask if this is the mountain gate of the Three Xuan Sect?"

Yellow Sheep Girl jumped down from the tree and performed her duty. "This is indeed the Three Xuan Sect. I am Yellow Sheep Girl, a disciple of the Three Xuan Sect. What brings you two honored guests here?"

The girl turned back, caught the waist token tossed over by the veiled-hat woman, and displayed it. "Please ask fellow daoist Huang to inform..." In those pitch-black nights, Feng Xue gained a new insight into the Wind Snow Profound Arts—an insight into the Silver Thread Control of All Things. His cultivation soared, leaping straight to the eighth layer of Qi Condensation.

"Looks like an expert—and one who kills without batting an eye," Jiang Fan said, narrowing his eyes as a faint smile curled across his lips.

That was a place even those in the Primordial Chaos Realm had to approach with caution. With Donghuang Taiyi's current strength, entering it would truly be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, without the slightest possibility of resistance.

Although he did not know what reason or identity allowed Jiang Fan to make Liu Chen fear him so deeply, it was truly enough. There was no need to probe any further.

"You came from the Devil Realm?" Feng Xue asked Xiao Mo. Feng Xue was also quite puzzled by Xiao Mo's astonishment. By rights, shouldn't the Heavenly Realm and Devil Realm both be overflowing with Emperors?

Lin Feng got out of the car and slowly walked over. Zhang Xue saw Lin Feng in the rearview