Word spread that Su Fan had left the sect aboard a flying vessel, and Venerable Hao Ming and several other senior figures of the sect almost simultaneously let out a long sigh of relief. The gloom that had weighed on their brows for days finally dispersed.
That scourge had finally left.
Ever since Su Fan had brazenly slain the lower-realm incarnations of three Daoist School bigwigs from the Upper Realm, the spies in the Lingxuan Realm who styled themselves the "orthodox lineage of the Upper Realm" had erupted into chaos.
Although they were merely incarnations of those bigwigs from the Upper Realm, they still regarded themselves as Upper Realm people.
In their eyes, a crawling insect from the lower realm daring to slay an Upper Realm person was practically tantamount to committing a crime against Heaven.
They had all been filled with righteous indignation, and quite a few had advocated killing the boy as a warning to others.
Yet after that voice emerged, not many people responded. After all, there were more clearheaded people.
You can't fucking beat him, and the bigwigs of the Upper Realm Human Race won't descend in person and erase the boy over this matter.
So they might as well send him to the battlefield in the "Ganlun Realm" and let him be worn down there. It would also amount to killing with a borrowed knife.
When Su Fan returned to the mountain gate of the "Guangfa Dao Sect," Venerable Hao Ming and the others had also felt their hearts clench.
After all, this boy was far too fucking brutal and violent.
They were terrified of angering Su Fan and being killed by him in a fit of rage.
Fortunately, after returning to the mountain gate, Su Fan had been extremely respectful and courteous, which allowed