At that moment, Guangwu Heaven's dojo was still bustling with activity, with all kinds of spiritual light weaving together in midair to form a dazzling curtain of light.
The super sects from every plane of the Tiannan Star Domain, as well as the top-tier Cultivation Families, had all sent large numbers of people.
The temporary spaceport outside the valley was packed with all kinds of flying vessels. Cultivators also traveled back and forth nearby on flying swords, making the place exceptionally lively.
Ruyi Pavilion had also sent quite a few professionals, who negotiated and discussed matters with these people every day. Everything was progressing very smoothly for now.
Su Fan's return did not attract anyone's attention.
He came to the courtyard deep within the dojo and entered the Gathering Yin Secret Realm in a flash.
Thick black mist filled the gloomy valley. Hundreds and thousands of ghost fires floated in midair, casting twisted reflections onto the frigid pool, as though countless ferocious faces were swaying about.
Su Fan came to the center of the valley with practiced ease and sat cross-legged on the stone platform covered in dark-brown moss. He glanced at the oil-lamp magical treasure beside him.
At that moment, Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng were sitting cross-legged facing each other, leisurely drinking Spirit Tea.
When he saw Su Fan arrive, Old Wang snorted coldly, then turned his face away and ignored him.
He had probably seen Su Fan hand the killer's Yin God over to Old Dragon Li Gao for disposal, and it had left him somewhat displeased.
In the past, such matters had all been his job. Now that Old Dragon Li Gao had snatched it away, Old Wang felt abandoned.
Su Fan did not take it to heart. He felt that Old Wang was