Great Gan Imperial Palace.
Luminous Pearls were set into the stone pillars, radiating a gentle glow that dispelled the darkness of the palace.
The Lord of Great Gan wore a golden dragon robe. His features were sharply defined, and his tall frame was strong and well-built.
He moved with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. Every gesture radiated the majesty of a nation's ruler.
Yet at this moment, as he looked at the man before him, he appeared calm on the surface, while inwardly he was filled with a trace of wariness.
The Great Gan Imperial City was protected by powerful formations. Under normal circumstances, even a Calamity Crossing Realm cultivator could not sneak into the imperial city without escaping his perception. Yet the man before him had not only managed it, he had even entered the imperial palace while remaining so calm and composed.
Recalling the methods Lin Fan had displayed in the Nether Abyss World, the Lord of Great Gan grew increasingly vigilant.
The atmosphere grew somewhat tense, and neither of them spoke first.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Lin Fan suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to be so nervous. If I had come to fight you, just now would have been the best opportunity."
"Speaking of which, I was able to enter the Forbidden Battlefield previously entirely because of Great Gan's conscription."
A trace of coldness seeped into his smile.
The Lord of Great Gan's heart tightened slightly. In a deep voice, he said, "Great Gan was in the wrong regarding this matter. What compensation would satisfy you?"
Lin Fan's smile faded. "It's simple. Tell me the origin of that altar."
The Lord of Great Gan knitted his brows, but they soon relaxed.
If Lin Fan