At the sight of Chen Fan's familiar face, killing intent surged from all three Immortal Palace protectors at once, and a vicious glint flashed through their eyes.
Mu Yunshui parted her lips slightly. Outside, she had already overheard the cultivators discussing how Chen Fan had entered ahead of her. She had thought they would not run into each other, yet she had not expected Chen Fan and his group to linger here at the entrance.
Fortunately, Dugu Han beside Chen Fan was someone all three Immortal Palace protectors feared. Though his hair was entirely white, every strand was fine as silk and sharp as a sword, making others wary of approaching him lightly.
In the end, the three protectors merely snorted coldly and did not attack. They had long reached an understanding with the other major powers: if Chen Fan entered the Ancient Immortal Road, they would wait until several dozen protectors had gathered before joining forces to strike, catching Dugu Han completely off guard!
"Dugu Han, for someone of your standing to ultimately fall so low as to protect the path for a junior—what a surprise." The three protectors approached with Mu Yunshui and the others, one of them sneering at Dugu Han.
Yet Dugu Han's expression did not change. A faint smile still rested on his face as he shook his head. "As his senior brother, what is wrong with protecting my junior brother's path?"
"What? Junior brother..." The faces of the Immortal Palace group changed drastically, their shock beyond measure.
Mu Yunshui's eyes, too, were filled with astonishment. The outside world had originally guessed that the Nine Palaces Elder had never emerged from seclusion, and that Chen Fan must therefore have joined Dugu Han's disciples, taking Dugu Han as his master.
Yet now, Dugu Han had called