King Yama Says You'll Leave at the Third Watch-He Definitely Won't Keep You Until the Fifth

In the days that followed, Su Fan settled down in Xuelan Immortal City.

Most of the time, he stayed in the Portable Secret Realm, enjoying a carefree life. Occasionally, he would stroll around the city, sounding out news of the outside world in teahouses and taverns.

During this period, Manager Yusheng had relied on the Blood Robe Tower's intelligence network, which spanned the Taihao Immortal Realm, to closely monitor the Celestial Race's every move.

What puzzled Su Fan was that the Celestial Race throughout the Taihao Immortal Realm showed no abnormal activity at all, as though nothing had happened before.

This also put him on his guard. When things went against reason, there was bound to be something sinister at work.

One had to understand that he had consecutively wiped out two Celestial Race planes in the Taihao Immortal Realm, slain thousands of Integration Stage elders, and blood-sacrificed more than ten million members of their race.

What an ocean of blood and a mountain of hatred that was! How could the Celestial Race possibly show no reaction?

Days passed one after another, yet the other side still made no move.

Something was wrong. Far too wrong.

Su Fan's instincts told him that the Celestial Race was probably holding back some major move.

Whatever they were holding back, it definitely wasn't anything good.

Yet through the Blood Robe Tower's intelligence system, Manager Yusheng had mobilized a massive amount of manpower and resources, but still failed to uncover even the slightest trace.

With his hands tied, Su Fan decided to enter the Gathering Yin Secret Realm and ask those old fellows about it.

He arrived at that gloomy and eerie valley, sat cross-legged on the stone platform, and glanced at the oil lamp treasure beside him.

"Kid, what happened this time..."

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