Having his seclusion interrupted, Su Fan was naturally furious.
The spiritual power circulating around him suddenly stalled, and the aura that had nearly reached perfection instantly became chaotic.
Su Fan abruptly opened his eyes, suppressed Baleful Qi surging in their depths.
It had been a critical moment just now. He had been only one step away from touching a new realm, yet he had been interrupted at precisely that moment.
Unless it was something earth-shattering, whoever dared interrupt my seclusion would pay dearly.
With a dark expression, he rose from the ground. At a thought, the entrance to the Portable Secret Realm unfolded before him.
His figure flickered out like a ghost, and in the next moment, he appeared on the bluestone floor of the Cave Mansion outside.
The protective formation outside the Cave Mansion shimmered with pale cyan spiritual light. Su Fan sent a strand of Spiritual power into the formation eye.
The instant the Spiritual power surged in, the formation let out a muffled hum, as though venting its master's displeasure.
The moment the Cave Mansion's formation dispersed, a figure immediately entered his view.
It was Jiang Changting, his face grave. His robe was wrinkled and his hair slightly disheveled; clearly, he had been waiting outside for a long time.
Seeing Su Fan emerge, Jiang Changting stumbled forward and bowed in a grand salute.
"Disciple pays respects to Martial Ancestor Uncle..."
Jiang Changting's voice trembled, and cold sweat slid down his temples and cheeks, soaking the front of his Daoist robe.
Su Fan looked down at him, brows knitted into a deep crease, his voice cold as ice.
"What happened that made you barge into my Cave Mansion..."
Every word carried oppressive force, making Jiang Changting instinctively shrink his neck.
"Reporting to Martial Ancestor Uncle... We just received