Something Big is Wrong

Whoosh!

Before anyone could react, Chen Fan blurred from where he stood, instantly turning into an afterimage as he rushed into the passage within the rock wall.

The three late-stage Soul Division cultivators' expressions changed at once, and they cried out together, "Careful!"

"Young friend, don't! It's dangerous!"

Yet Chen Fan did not stop. His figure had already vanished completely from before their eyes.

His face was grim. He knew full well that restrictions still existed within this passage, but he no longer cared.

Bang!

An inexplicable tremendous force slammed into him. With just one blow, it shattered the divine silkworm cocoon around his body to pieces. This was the power of the restriction.

Chen Fan directly unleashed the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, turning into a wisp of void power. In an instant, he vanished from where he stood and sped toward the end of the passage, ignoring every restriction around him.

Meanwhile, at the end of the passage, blood trickled from Qin Xian'er's lips, yet she remained unharmed. She stood coldly in place, staring at a man before her.

The man was only at the late stage of Spirit Refinement, yet his strength already surpassed Qin Xian'er's. He too wore a black robe, with the character "Qin" embroidered on his chest.

"Qin Xian'er, the Clan Chief wishes to reclaim the Heart of the Killing Formation from you. Hand it over. The Hell Sect thinks they can possess such a heart as well, never realizing that only those with Qin Clan blood can endure it," the man said with a cold smile.

"The formation core isn't on me. How do you intend to take it?" Qin Xian'er sneered, her eyes filled with icy chill.

The two faced each other, neither making the first move again. It was as though they knew