Old Acquaintance

Within the neat, pristine city, Chen Fan and Luo Yingtian walked calmly through its streets.

Luo Yingtian had been killed and revived, but he no longer looked incomparably aged, with a head full of white hair.

"Senior Brother Luo, you're back!"

A man in black robes approached them head-on.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes. The young martial artist was covered in tattoos from head to toe and radiated a sinister aura. One look was enough to tell that he was a typical disciple of a demon sect.

Luo Yingtian merely nodded at him, then continued onward with Chen Fan.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

"Senior Brother!"

Along the way, they encountered quite a few martial artists greeting Luo Yingtian...

Many of them were members of the Demon Sect.

A trace of gloom crossed Luo Yingtian's face. He lowered his voice and said to Chen Fan:

"Because of my own influence, quite a few martial artists from the ten great demon sects 'voluntarily' joined this damned alliance during the preliminaries!"

Luo Yingtian himself was a victim of this "Seven Saints Alliance," while his junior brothers and sisters were foolishly working for the "alliance" for free, even enjoying themselves as they did so. Naturally, Luo Yingtian was in no mood to be pleased.

Chen Fan remained composed on the surface, but inwardly, he only wanted to laugh.

He coughed and smiled.

"Young Demon Emperor Luo, rest assured. I've already reached an agreement with Nightmare Dream. Nightmare Dream has transferred to me the treasure price you paid... In the days ahead, if you cooperate with me properly, it won't be impossible for me to reduce—or even waive—some of the price you owe."

Luo Yingtian's eyes flashed at once. "Brother Chen Fan, what impressive methods you have! You must keep your word!"

Chen Fan smiled and