"You think you're worthy of making our honored master come here? I, Chen Fan, can kill you alone!" said the old man in the late Enlightenment stage.
"The Blood Cloud Coffin isn't something a brat like you is blessed to enjoy. Hand it back, and we'll leave you half alive. Or did you think that going up to the mortal realm would let you escape disaster? The Divine Monk Fuhai has already been lured north. There's something even more terrifying than the Living Formation over there! Who'd come back to deal with this useless thing?" The old man who had caused trouble for the Taiqing Sect earlier chimed in.
"What?" I hurriedly stopped channeling the Yin-Yang Token. With my other hand, I formed the Shrinking Earth Technique and left them several hundred meters behind!
The Underworld was utterly silent. Even from far away, I could still hear their conversation.
"Hmph, you actually don't know about this news. Looks like you've stayed in the Underworld so long you've gone stupid. We're cultivators too, and we don't want to take on too much sin and killing karma. Our master ordered us to retrieve the Blood Cloud Coffin, so hurry up and hand it over!" Chen Fan sneered. He knew he had stirred up my curiosity.
"Heh heh, I can return it to you, but why don't you tell me a bit about what's happening in the north? You make it sound as if everyone wants to go." I grinned at the five of them in good faith.
The five exchanged glances. One of them nodded and said, "Really? Fine. Actually, a fiend even more powerful than the Living Formation has appeared there. Everyone's preparing to go and deal with it. The Four-Directional Daoist Sects Assembly is just a pretext. There's something astonishing