Not long after Chen Fan left Nine Nether Valley, amid roiling, flickering black qi,
an expert of the Crowfeather Clan appeared within Nine Nether Valley. He had wings on his back and a lean frame, yet his aura was incomparably powerful.
His blood-red eyes coldly surveyed the ravaged valley. Although the corpses of the Crowfeather Clan experts present had long since been devoured clean by Chen Fan, this man seemed able to see exactly what had happened before.
"To be able to kill more than a hundred divine experts of my Crowfeather Clan in one go..."
He licked his long, pink tongue, half-closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them moments later and looked in a certain direction.
His body then shot forth with a boom, turning into black qi in the blink of an eye and vanishing amid the dense mist.
Elsewhere.
Having accumulated enough merit, Chen Fan sped at full tilt and rushed back into the barrier of the Life Divine Realm in one breath, heading straight to the Life Temple.
After turning in all the medals he had obtained, Chen Fan immediately received more than fifteen hundred merit points.
He still had several hundred medals from the Life Divine Realm faction in his possession that could not be exchanged for merit.
Meanwhile, the Nawu Plane he belonged to shot up from its former rank of seven or eight hundred into the top fifty!
What was counted here was the merit obtained. Even if Chen Fan spent that merit, the Nawu Plane's ranking would not change.
"I raised the Nawu Plane by fifteen hundred medals in one go, yet it only pushed the Nawu Plane into the top fifty. The merit accumulated by those planes at the top is far too exaggerated..."
Nearly fifteen hundred merit points, together