In an instant, a scene that stunned everyone unfolded. The Qin Clan's three Spirit Refining Stage elders and three peerless prodigies, along with experts from other great clans, all turned into streaks of light and rushed out of the treasure vault as though fleeing for their lives.
"You bastard, are you looking to die?" A Qin Clan elder appeared outside the entrance. Seeing Chen Fan step into the Death Gate of the killing formation, he roared in furious rage.
"You actually ignored the warning and stepped into the Death Gate. Are you trying to trigger the formation and kill yourself?"
"Or were you trying to drag all of us down with you? But you miscalculated." Another elder raged as well, believing he had reacted quickly enough to escape.
Yet before the crowd could recover their senses, the Qin Clan members and the experts who had rushed out took a closer look. Their expressions abruptly froze, followed by utter shock.
"Impossible... the formation didn't activate?" One of the Qin Clan's prodigies widened his eyes and cried out in alarm.
Chen Fan stood upon the Death Gate, his figure drifting gracefully as he ventured safely and steadily deeper into the killing formation, as though he himself had laid this formation and was incomparably familiar with it.
Meanwhile, the other four cultivators who had been captured to probe the formation stood dumbly at the Life Gate. They too were unharmed, but caught in a dilemma—there was no path ahead, while behind them stood several Spirit Refining Stage experts. Without their orders, the four did not dare rashly leap out.
This sight left everyone outside the entrance staring wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
The expressions of the Qin Clan's three elders changed again and again, brimming with fury and humiliation. This