The Demon God King of the Hell Tiger Clan had yet to arrive.
"Is the Hell Tiger Clan afraid of me?"
This outcome surprised Chen Fan as well.
But if the Hell Tiger Clan intended to keep making moves, after so many decades, the chances of them still not having determined his location were slim...
"Either the Hell Tiger Clan's Demon God King has other matters to attend to, or they've already given up on making a move against me..."
In the days that followed, Chen Fan devoted most of his energy to searching for origin fragments.
Every time he found an origin fragment, his comprehension of the Great Dao improved considerably.
Unfortunately, origin fragments were far too difficult to obtain. Over the past several decades, he had scarcely stopped searching, yet he had found only one or two.
This made him appreciate even more how fortunate he had been to obtain an origin fragment shortly after entering the Outer Sea.
This day.
Chen Fan's true body sat cross-legged in his immortal residence, cultivating in seclusion.
His expression suddenly sharpened. He rose to his feet, a subtle gleam flickering in his eyes.
He had abruptly lost his connection with his avatar.
There were two possibilities. One was that his avatar had entered a special place like the tree hollow Chen Fan had discovered before—another world completely isolated from this space.
The second possibility was that the avatar had been instantly killed by some powerful existence.
For the avatar to be killed in an instant without even managing to send back a message, the attacker had to be an expert at the immortal level.
Although Chen Fan's avatar did not possess the formidable physique granted by the Blood-Melting Technique and the Indestructible Vajra Body, it had Chen Fan's complete comprehension