Marquis Yun Yuan's words left his mouth.
Everyone around them turned grim.
"Hm?" The woman cast a calm glance at Marquis Yun Yuan. "Oh, you actually know me. Not bad. I am Ye Hua."
Hearing her admit it so frankly, Chen Fan's mouth twitched.
A King-sealing expert had actually arrived!
Chen Fan had never seen a King-sealing expert make a move.
But he had seen Chuan Jiu, the Demon Sword Marquis, whose strength was only a hair's breadth away from King-sealing, make a move.
Over the past few years, Chen Fan had sparred with Chuan Jiu several times.
Of course, calling it sparring was generous—Chuan Jiu had never used even one percent of his true strength.
Compared to ordinary sixth-level Longevity Realm cultivators, Marquis-sealing experts were separated by a far greater gap than that between ordinary sixth-level and fifth-level Longevity Realm cultivators.
As for the even higher King-sealing experts...
Though Chen Fan had never encountered an expert of that level.
He knew that even with the White Emperor Armor, he would not be able to withstand even a casual move from such an opponent.
And as she acknowledged her identity, the previously harmonious atmosphere changed in an instant...
Whoosh!
The ninth statue lit up at that moment.
As all nine statues lit up.
Pillars of purple light rose one after another.
The nine statues flickered with a dim violet glow, each extending a ray of light toward one of the nine people.
Chen Fan felt no abnormalities in his body. He stretched out his hand, but the purple beam seemed to exist in another dimension.
He looked in surprise at the statue pointing toward him, having no idea what was happening.
Just as the nine statues extended rays of light toward the nine people.
Rumble—
Amid flashing spiritual light, a