Eclosion Tower

On the day the second round began.

Chen Fan and Tao Xian did not join the other Sword Sect martial artists participating in the Plum Gathering. Instead, they gathered with Luo Fangyan and Bai Zhi of the Purple Moon Sect and arrived at the competition venue early in the morning.

Of course, the one Chen Fan sent out this time was still only a clone.

The broad central area of the competition venue was shrouded in layer upon layer of barriers. Beneath the translucent barriers lay nothing but an empty stretch of ground.

Outside that empty space, over a hundred thousand martial artists were scattered throughout the enormous venue, creating an overwhelmingly chaotic din.

In a corner of the venue.

A graceful youth with red lips, white teeth, and a face like flawless jade swept his gaze across the crowded competition grounds, as though searching for someone.

Beside him, a woman in flowing white robes who looked like an immortal smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Junior Brother Li, what are you looking for?"

"With more than a hundred thousand people gathered here, there's no way you can find someone just by looking. I heard that even a Chang Sheng expert's divine sense cannot extend beyond a hundred zhang. You haven't even reached the tenth level yet and have only just comprehended divine sense. Trying to find someone here is far too difficult!"

Junior Brother Li withdrew his gaze and gave the woman in white a faint grin.

"I'm just looking around."

The woman in white raised her brows. As though she had suddenly thought of something, she moved closer to the youth and deliberately lowered her voice.

"You aren't looking for that Chen Fan, are you?"

Junior Brother Li's brows lifted, but he said nothing.

The woman in white glanced