Divine Diagram of the Imperial Palace, the Righteous and Demonic Factions' False Morality

Everyone looked at the black-clad man. For some reason, a sense of oppression welled up in their hearts, making them tremble inwardly.

Zhang Fan paused slightly. Facing this bona fide master of his, he knew he absolutely could not acknowledge him at this moment. He walked step by step toward the end, where a dazzling passageway lay.

"Where did this guy come from? He dares to charge into this passageway? Without reaching the Void Refining Realm, he can't step inside at all." Sword Peak Master Li Bida sneered.

"We're experts of a sect, yet we can barely approach the threshold. How could some unknown rogue cultivator possibly enter?" an arrogant elder of the Buddhist Sect said.

"Hahaha, in the current world, fewer than ten people can enter this place. Apart from the leaders of our five major factions, there are hardly any left—and most of them are in seclusion." Someone from the Demonic Faction spoke up.

At the end of the Heavenly Stairway, the Righteous and Demonic Factions had always stood opposed. The various sides were already on a knife's edge, and a great battle could erupt at any moment. Yet no one had expected them to mock this newcomer in unison.

Zhang Fan said nothing. His aura suddenly erupted, and with one step, he crossed directly into the passageway.

"How is that possible?"

Everyone was utterly shocked. They couldn't believe their eyes, and their hearts were filled with unwillingness. They all released their own auras, attempting to force their way into the passageway, only to be blasted back by a powerful force. They could do nothing but wear expressions of resentment.

Tian Dalang, standing to the side, had been about to act. His throat moved, and he nearly called out Zhang Fan's name.

He was far too familiar with