The battlefield suddenly split into two fronts.
On one side, Wang Yu faced the White Jade Gate and the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
On the other, Lin Fan stood against the Li Family and the people of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.
Lin Fan's expression darkened. Faintly, layers of frost could even be seen gathering between his brows.
Clearly, Ancient Yellow Flame had formed armor around Lin Fan's body, radiating scorching waves of heat, yet the temperature around him seemed to have dropped to an extreme low.
It was as if ice had spread through the surroundings.
Lin Fan glanced at Li Lantian, then smiled.
"So the fox has finally decided to show its tail?"
Lin Fan was no greenhorn. In fact, he understood many things very well—no one in this world would treat you well for no reason at all.
Once such a thing happened, there had to be something fishy going on!
Lin Fan understood that well enough.
The wooden fan in Li Lantian's hand swayed gently, stirring a soft breeze. The aura of the third stage of Immortality burst forth in an instant, even stronger than Yun Qingfeng's had been before.
"I hid my strength to deal with Yun Qingfeng in the first place. Who knew that brat would be so utterly unable to withstand a single blow? So I'll leave it to you instead."
Li Lantian smiled as he looked toward the Heavenly Ghost Sect's successor.
"Brother Ghost, stop hiding what you've got. This kid isn't so easy to handle!"
The Heavenly Ghost Sect's successor responded indifferently. Then, a bone-chilling aura swept out from his body, like a storm taking shape.
The black energy seemed to carry a wave capable of corroding everything.
The power of origin crackled within that black energy, sinister beyond compare!
Lin Fan gave