"More mocking-looking than me? That really is something..."
Ye Fan caught up on the news he had missed these past days and could not help clicking his tongue.
But thinking about it, in other people's eyes, he might already have been at death's door. And the most valuable thing on him had been taken away by the old All-Father, so there was only limited interest in him.
But the Azure Mist Saint Son, who was currently at the height of his fame, had offended no ordinary number of factions.
Nearly every Holy Land's Saint Son and prodigy had been beaten up by him.
Coupled with the secrets he had hidden, it was indeed enough to draw covetous attention from all sides.
A mere Mortal Body—if it was not the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, then he must have had some special method to attain such cultivation and combat power. Add to that the drop of genuine Immortal Blood he had used, and the trouble was probably truly enormous.
"Sure enough, it's becoming more and more like the ugly face of the cultivation world Xu Yue once described."
Ye Fan smiled self-mockingly.
"Still, since you were watching me before, I naturally won't let you have an easy time either."
With that in mind, Ye Fan headed straight for Holy City, which had already relocated to the Primordial Immortal Land.
He was going to make a major move, but to avoid getting beaten to death, he should choose a safe zone.
Because the Primordial Immortal Land had become a safe zone, quite a few intelligence organizations and media forces had gathered there.
All sorts of exaggerated, shocking news stories could easily erupt from there.
The onlookers also loved that kind of atmosphere.
Since they did not need to worry about being targeted by