"Holy crap, that was fierce. He actually took on four by himself..."
"They lost that badly despite outnumbering him. Those Celestial Race cultivators from the Great World have now lost both their standing and their face..."
"Why do those cultivators from the Great World look so weak..."
"Idiot, it's that Great Demon who's too strong. If you went up there, he'd beat the shit out of you..."
At that moment, the marketplace beneath the light curtain had already exploded with excitement, and everyone was enthusiastically discussing the battle that had just taken place.
Su Fan's hard-hitting fighting style, where every blow met flesh and bone head-on, truly made the blood surge in people's veins.
"Ah... Senior Sister Bingli, he won..."
The Junior Sister shouted excitedly, then grabbed her Senior Sister and hugged her, bouncing up and down.
Senior Sister Bingli, meanwhile, stared fixedly at the transparent light curtain, her gaze resting on the great sword in Su Fan's hand.
She had always felt that the pitch-black great sword in the Great Demon's hand looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Suddenly, she remembered where she had seen it. Wasn't it the very same sword carried by the sword cultivator who had stood in front of them on the day they first arrived here?
That person had left a deep impression on Senior Sister Bingli at the time, and she was certain she hadn't been mistaken.
Who would have thought that this fellow was actually that Great Demon Su Fan.
Within Su Fan's Gathering Yin Secret Realm, inside the lamp base of the oil-lamp treasure on the stone platform in the valley, Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng were also left utterly shaken.
Although they had both hoped Su Fan would win, his victory over four opponents