In the dead of night, all sounds had fallen silent—so utterly silent it was almost suffocating.
The darkness was like a heavy brocade drenched in ink, wrapping the earth tight. Daylight lingered on the distant horizon, still refusing to lift the curtain.
Only the dense fog, thick enough to resist dissolving, spread through every corner of Su Family Old Residence like a ghost.
Su Family Old Residence lay quietly in the depths of the fog, as though still sunk in dreamless sleep. Even the roof tiles beneath the eaves seemed to have congealed with a trace of Dead Silence.
Su Fan emerged from the courtyard without a sound. The next moment, his figure dispersed into the dense fog like a wisp of smoke, leaving not the slightest trace, as though he had never appeared.
He took one step into the void, his gaze sharpening as he activated Void Lightning Escape.
When Su Fan appeared again, he was standing before the gates of Demon Sun Divine Palace.
The towering mountain gates in the distance were wrapped in dense fog. The surroundings were terrifyingly silent, save for the wind slipping through the cracks in the gates and releasing a faint, mournful whimper.
Su Fan's expression did not change. He simply raised his foot and walked toward the gates.
Although the several disciples on duty before the mountain gates looked alert, none of them noticed the figure that had silently passed through the gates.
As he entered the teleportation hall deep within the mountain gates, a heavy, oppressive feeling rushed over him, like a massive boulder pressing hard against his chest and making it difficult to breathe.
At that moment, several hundred Integration Stage bigwigs from the sects had gathered there. Not a trace of commotion stirred within the hall; everyone stood solemnly