"Then let this old man live to regret it!" The old man paid no heed to Dugu Han's words, merely shaking his head faintly as he spoke.
"Then there's no need to talk any further. I must have this pill. Bi Fang, set up the formation." Dugu Han spoke in a deep voice, both fingers gathering power as he prepared to strike.
At his words, Bald Bird abruptly spread his wings and rummaged out a teleportation array plate from his Storage Ring, ready to risk everything.
"Dugu Han, in the end, you have disappointed me." The old man frowned at the sight, sighed, and produced seven small banners in his hand, preparing to act.
"Wait!"
At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the edge of the valley.
Everyone turned toward the sound, only to see a middle-aged man at the late Golden Core stage striding over. His movements appeared exceedingly strange, as though he were using some profound footwork.
"Nine Palaces Footwork—could it be..." Dugu Han stared at the approaching middle-aged man, his expression freezing slightly as though he had thought of something.
Bald Bird blinked as well, then immediately guessed what was going on.
As the middle-aged man walked over, a trace of profound and mysterious true essence swept across his body. At the same time, his figure slowly grew leaner, and the features of his face gradually changed. In the end, they were replaced by a handsome, refined face.
At this sight, many people began to stir.
The old man from the Dugu Clan gave a startled cry, looking at the newcomer in surprise. "It's you."
"Chen Fan!" Someone recognized Chen Fan at once and cried out in shock.
"It's actually Chen Fan. He really has appeared! His bearing is divine and his martial prowess unmatched—truly worthy