Who Do They Think They're Bluffing Against When They Know They're in Seclusion?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The Holy Son's offensive continued. Even now, despite the Devil Sound Infusion and the vibrations between his attacks and the coffin that had shattered the surrounding boulders, he still did not stop.

Many Purple Mansion Disciple also did not leave, but remained on guard.

After all, no one knows what's inside the coffin, but the fact that it emits such a 'demonic sound' and can trap people in an illusion just from being attacked is enough to make everyone take it seriously.

"When!"

Another tremendous tremor shook the heavens, and the phantom of the Holy Son collapsed in defeat.

However, the enormous coffin remained completely still, as if not even a speck of patina had crept onto it...

The Holy Son's expression gradually turned ugly, but he did not make another move.

Although he didn't use his full strength, it was clear that the coffin was not something he could open at this moment!

On the horizon, one figure after another rapidly approached, each dressed in different styles.

There are many Purple Mansion Disciple, but also a large number of disciples from other sects.

In particular, several Holy Land Disciple possessed extraordinary auras, no less impressive than those from the Qi Zifu.

At first, everyone was very cautious, after all, no one knew how many dangers lay within this secret realm...

But as they traveled on and found no danger, they became less vigilant and flew through the sky, following the source of the sound to this place.

At this moment, even the most arrogant Holy Son, who believed himself to be invincible, couldn't help but become much more cautious...

Lin Fan was no longer in a hurry.

He had already asked earlier, and the coffin was very difficult to open, at least until it 'wanted' to open itself.

unless...

Lin Fan spared no expense, using the Sky Gazing Mirror to smash it open!

But this was clearly not a wise choice, so he waited.

As for the Holy Son wanting to make a move... then let him make a move. We'll just watch the show, is that alright?

At this moment, more and more people arrived, and as their influence grew, Lin Fan couldn't help but glance at his 'teammates' behind him.

"A Divine Calculator, but I doubt he can predict anything right now."

He muttered to himself, "This Dan the Fatty... this cunning fellow is probably a walking fountain of life? He must have a lot of pills. If you have a headache, fever, or a broken arm or leg, you can't go wrong with him. In short, he's a lifesaver."

"Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining... well, standard 'warriors'. If I understand correctly, their offensive and defensive capabilities are decent, but not outstanding."

"A Lu Ming... the Ten Thousand Stars Body is considered a 'hidden profession,' right? It's a pity it's a low-level account, so we can ignore it, but we might still have to go to the trouble of taking care of it."

"Fan Jianqiang... that guy is a real pain in the neck, but I can't really say for sure how bad he is."

"Finally, there's Qi Zixiao's Large Account, which I control. It's also a 'warrior' role. Tsk, the team composition isn't too good."

Why is this guy even thinking about team composition?

Of course it's because we're about to enter a dungeon!

What instance?

We don't know yet.

But so many 'players' are standing here, clearly intending to run the dungeon, and most of them are in groups, some even with a hundred or so elite Core Disciple from a holy land working together, and the Holy Son leading his group of Protector Disciple, etc...

Even if you're using the Large Account, you should still be careful.

Sky Gazing Mirror?

Lin Fan isn't stupid...

Using imperial weapons against other Holy Land Disciple, or even fellow disciples?!

Perhaps they've never been properly educated...

Simply put, the Sky Gazing Mirror is fine for saving one's life, but if it's used to slaughter the geniuses of other holy lands, then that would be incredibly stupid.

Therefore, team composition becomes quite important.

"It's a pity we're missing a meat shield."

He couldn't help but glance at Dan the Fatty a few more times, secretly thinking: It's a real pity that Fatty isn't a meat shield with his physique, what a pity!

What?

AD and AP?

Aside from those body-refining "tanks," which cultivator isn't a combination of AD and AP?

Who doesn't know various spells to injure enemies from a distance?

So there's no need to worry about that...

More and more people are arriving.

The Holy Son was no longer in a hurry. He simply stood there, with all the special effects turned on, appearing extremely sacred in contrast to the many Protector Disciple also had their special effects on.

Simply put, it's incredibly high-class, almost to the point of being explosive.

Standing out from the crowd, it's impossible for anyone who arrives not to notice its striking appearance...

It's hard not to notice!

Lu Yao arrived with the disciples of Yaochi.

She was first attracted by the special effects of the Holy Son, and after taking a look, she spotted ' Qi Zixiao ' and her eyes lit up.

Upon seeing Lu Ming, they were overjoyed.

But... she knew very well that now was not the time to go public, so she suppressed her thoughts, came to Lin Fan's side, and gently cupped her hands in greeting.

"Sister Zixiao, we meet again, but this time, we are rivals. I hope you won't be angry."

"Of course not."

Qi Zixiao nodded calmly.

Lu Yao was overjoyed, and while secretly exchanging glances with Lu Ming, they understood each other without saying a word.

Both were excited, but they also knew that now was not the time to be all lovey-dovey or make their relationship public, otherwise, there would be a lot of trouble.

After a brief conversation, Lu Yao and her fellow junior sisters waited quietly not far away.

The many Yaochi disciples behind her were also sizing up ' Qi Zixiao, ' the Purple Mansion Saintess...

Then...

People from Nine Dragons Holy Land have also arrived.

At the first glance, he also saw the extremely charming Holy Son. Then, the man with the word "" on his forehead couldn't help but sneered, "The silver-like pewter spear head looks pretty good."

"You can come and give it a try."

The Holy Son's eyes shone brightly, and his aura was imposing.

However, the other party remained completely calm, simply standing there as if impervious to all magic and ignoring everything.

Why don't you come over?

He countered with a question.

The Holy Son's gaze was deep and unfathomable. After a moment, he smiled calmly.

"Nine Dragons Holy Son, it is rumored that your true form is a descendant of the White Tiger. If there is an opportunity later, I, the Holy Son, will certainly seek your guidance."

"I'm afraid you won't have the guts to come!"

The Nine Dragons Holy Son chuckled, not caring at all.

Then...

His expression suddenly changed.

"They're here!!!"

The sudden change in the Nine Dragons Holy Son shocked many people!

The Nine Dragons Holy Son —this is the Holy Son of the Nine Dragons Holy Land in Central Province! In terms of status and position, he is no less than, and certainly no less than, the Purple Mansion Holy Son ...

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Could it be...?

However, before anyone could guess what was going on, a stench assaulted their nostrils...

"This taste?!"

Dan Chengzi's scalp tingled, and he immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by this stench before. He quickly said, "Your Highness, quickly shut off your sense of smell and close your eyes..."

What happened?

Lin Fan didn't know, but... just do it and there won't be any problems!

The other members of the 'team' did the same.

Then, a large number of cultivators couldn't help but curse loudly.

"What the hell is that?!"

"It stinks!"

"Did someone fall into the latrine?"

"Even if you fell into a latrine, it wouldn't smell this bad!"

"It's them, the Taiyi Disciple! The scent is coming from them!"

To everyone's astonishment, they were horrified to discover that the stench, strong enough to make one's eyes water and even sting, was emanating from the Taiyi Disciple.

And as they drew closer, the smell grew stronger and stronger...

"Damn, did they eat shit?!"

Someone couldn't help but curse angrily, and then started backing away...

At this moment, he wasn't the only one retreating.

Even a show-off like the Holy Son, who was originally standing there radiant and dashing, couldn't help but fly backward, as if he wanted to retreat as far as possible.

Yes, you can avoid the stench by blocking your sense of smell and closing your eyes, but here's the problem!

This stinks horribly!

Can't smell anything if your sense of smell is blocked? Just because you can't smell it doesn't mean the stench isn't there!

Isn't this just burying your head in the sand?

At this moment, who isn't afraid?

What if the stench makes me smell bad too?

Do I even want to live anymore?

Not to mention, how can you pretend to be cool if you close your eyes?

Retreat!

Everyone was backing away, and their faces were filled with disgust and discomfort; many were even gagging.

Chen Feihua, Huang Shang, and other Taiyi Disciple: "(⊙o⊙)...(#￣~￣#)..."

They landed near the Giant Coffin.

They discovered that all the other cultivators who had been gathered nearby had retreated, and now only they remained.

The look of disgust on the faces of the other people made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, one of the disciples had a sudden inspiration and smiled.

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, every cloud has a silver lining!"

"Although we are afflicted by this stench today, look at the other cultivators, they have all retreated far away."

"Although we are disliked, we have occupied the most advantageous position!"

"Once this coffin is opened, whatever is inside, we'll have the advantage of being in the right place at the right time!"

These words were spoken.

Chen Feihua and the others looked much better.

"That makes sense!"

"That's certainly true..."

"Since they all pretend to dislike us, then we'll get even closer, right up to that coffin. Hmph, what does it matter if we stink for a few days? As long as we can get the treasure..."

They all started to speak up, complaining, and then they moved closer to the Giant Coffin again.

However, at this point, some people were unhappy.

The Holy Son spoke from afar, his voice filled with imposing arrogance. "If you dare to take another step forward, you will be buried here!"

"How dare a mere Purple Mansion Holy Son act so presumptuously?"

Chen Feihua cursed angrily.

"Buzz!"

Above the Holy Son's head, a dazzling nebula stirred the laws of nature, which was quite terrifying.

At this moment, the Nine Dragons Holy Son sneered, "He's at least a Holy Son, what are you? If you dare to come any closer, I'll tear you apart with my Laozi!"

"Zou Hu, what's it to you?!"

Chen Feihua stopped in her tracks, feeling a sense of unease.

He was a Purple Mansion Holy Son, confident and fearless, but Zou Hu was Nine Dragons Holy Son, also from the Central Province Holy Land, and was someone who could rival his own Holy Son!

At this moment, he couldn't help but angrily say, "If it weren't for the fact that my Holy Son Saintess are both in seclusion..."

"You know they're in seclusion, and you still dare to act all high and mighty?"

A flash of bloodlust appeared in Zou Hu: "You Laozi I wouldn't dare kill you?"

"Get the Laozi out of my way!"