Gathering of Heroes

Fifteen minutes ago, two uninvited guests appeared at the entrance of the Space Trading Fair.

An old man and a young man, both bearing gourd-shaped marks on their foreheads and exuding arrogance, appeared at the entrance of the trade fair, causing the two elderly men guarding the gate to freeze in surprise.

They were very familiar with this mark; it was also one of the most troublesome guests at the trade fair.

An elderly man in a green robe stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Please show me your invitation!"

"Eight-Star Dou Zun?" The leading elder glanced at the gatekeeper. "This Space Trading Fair does have some merit!"

This caused the two elderly gatekeepers' expressions to change slightly; the other party's tone was by no means a compliment!

However, they didn't say anything. This Space Trading Fair had already caused a huge stir throughout the entire Central Plains, attracting countless super-strong individuals. Compared to them, the sects responsible for hosting the trade fair were basically just playing the role of giving a whack.

As for upholding the rules, that depends on whether the powerful participants are willing to abide by them. Clearly, these two guests from the Yao Clan are unwilling to show any respect.

Just as the two members of the Yao Clan snorted and were about to enter, someone said, "Looks like I'm not too late after all!"

Following the sound, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a gray hemp robe, slowly walked over, followed by an old man in a white robe.

Before the two old gatekeepers could even warn him, the gray-robed elder shot out a blood-red jade token, which was caught by the former, went through a formality, and then returned to the elder's hand.

At the moment of the inspection, the old man from the Yao Clan said disdainfully:

"I wondered who it was? Oh, it's just someone from the Pill Tower. Old man Dan Mu, instead of being a proper Grand Elder in your own Little Pill Tower, you've come to participate in this Space Trading Fair?"

The gray-robed elder was Dan Mu, the Pill Tower Grand Elder, Two-Star Dou Sheng. Behind him was Xuan Kongzi, the Xuan Kongzi of the Pill Tower Three Giants.

Dan Mu paid no attention to the mockery of the Yao Clan, and simply smiled and said, "My Pill Tower in coming here is naturally to trade some things."

"I just don't understand why Elder Yao Wangui, as the Punishment Elder of the Yao Clan, who doesn't wield much influence within the Yao Clan, would choose to participate in this rather ordinary trade fair!"

Yao Wangui is a typical pedantic and arrogant person in the Yao Clan, a representative of those who rely on their seniority, and an annoying existence. The relationship between him and Pill Tower is also quite bad.

Yao Wangui said coldly, "Dan Mu, let me give you a piece of advice: my Yao Clan is determined to obtain the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame. Your Pill Tower should not compete with my clan."

"Otherwise, beware of impending doom..."

"Hehe~"

How could the Pill Tower Grand Elder be frightened by such a weak and ineffective threat? Did he really think that the Pill Tower was made of clay?

While the two were exchanging heated words, many powerful figures simply watched from afar before quickly checking their invitations and entering.

Although these people are powerful in the outside world, here, especially in front of the two Saint Realm experts who are arguing, they are nothing more than someone who can be killed in one move.

In any case, when the news of the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame was released, everyone already understood that it was not a field they could get involved in.

If you're not strong enough or have a solid background, venturing in rashly will only lead to your demise!

It's best to honestly trade some other good stuff and then run away as quickly as possible. When gods fight, mortals suffer!

The conflict between the Pill Tower and the Yao Clan was not entirely about the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame Competition, but more about the mutual dislike between their peers.

As the largest Alchemist force in Central Plains, the Pill Tower clearly has overlapping business with the Yao Clan, which is famous for its alchemy.

The former believed that the Yao Clan was arrogant, pedantic, and difficult to approach, rigidly adhering to rules; while the Yao Clan believed that the Pill Tower was too low-class and unworthy of being called the representative of Alchemist.

The two sides almost always start fighting whenever they meet.

"What are you all doing lingering at the entrance of the trade fair?"

Then finally a voice rang out, prompting the Yao Clan Pill Tower to put aside their differences and unite against the common enemy.

Looking at the middle-aged man in the white robe and brown robe, he scoffed.

"I wondered who it was, but it's just Hun Miesheng!"

The Pill Tower Grand Elder's tone was no longer as calm as before.

"Soul Hall Master, what's wrong? You were just humiliated by the Langya Pavilion a while ago, are you now licking your wounds and preparing to make a comeback?"

His words were scathing and merciless.

It must be said that neither the Soul Clan nor the Soul Hall has a good reputation among the Ancient Races and the forces of the Central Plains; the phrase "infamous" is not an exaggeration.

As soon as Hun Miesheng appeared, he was immediately targeted by the group.

Hun Miesheng seemed to have anticipated such a situation, or perhaps he didn't care; he showed no obvious emotional fluctuations, only muttering to himself:

"It seems this Nine Netherworld Wind Flame Competition is going to be very intense!"

"Hun Miesheng, it seems we still have one more chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, that familiar, calm voice appeared in everyone's ears.

Hun Miesheng's expression turned cold, while the others wore expressions of anticipation, wondering if these two old enemies would start fighting when they got together.

Xiao Han walked up to Hun Miesheng with a smile and waved "friendly".

"Pavilion Master Su, it seems your Langya Pavilion is in a good mood. You can still laugh even after your city has been slaughtered." Soon, Hun Miesheng with a gentle smile.

Xiao Han's expression remained unchanged, and he said meaningfully, "Our Langya Pavilion is weak, unlike the Soul Hall, which doesn't seem to care about the deaths of so many people..."

"No sooner had I emerged from seclusion than I went straight to solve this problem."

"I thought it would be a while before I could see the Hall Master again, but I never expected to run into you now. I wonder how much your injuries have healed, Hall Master?"

"I hope fewer people die at the Langya Pavilion next time!" Hun Miesheng said sinisterly.

Cold Qi emanated from Xiao Han's hand. "This Saint still wants to see how long the Soul Hall can keep its footing without you as its Hall Master."

He then turned his gaze to the silent Pill Tower Grand Elder, "Senior Dan Mu, would you be interested in joining forces with my Langya Pavilion?"

"Rest assured, I will leave this Hall Master here until then."

The Grand Elder knew that this battle was unlikely to break out, so he chuckled and nodded in agreement, "Of course it's possible, our Pill Tower has this intention."

Xiao Han remained silent, and a chilling Cold Qi erupted from him. Under his control, it did not affect the surrounding area; it merely pressed down on Hun Miesheng in front of him.

The latter was not to be outdone, and its equally eerie aura appeared, firmly blocking the Cold Qi from the outside world. The two auras, one gray and one white, were clearly distinct.

After a stalemate lasting less than half a minute, Hun Miesheng let out a muffled groan, took a step back, and stared at Xiao Han with a chilling expression.

Xiao Han smiled slightly and withdrew his aura.

Everyone else looked at Xiao Han with fear, not expecting that the latter would have such an overwhelming advantage in this contest of momentum. This meant that once the fight really started, Hun Miesheng would be no match for him.

Although the news of Xiao Han's solo battle against the two saints Hun Miesheng and Soul Demon Old Man, had spread among the higher-ups, everyone was skeptical. But now, that skepticism has been completely dispelled.

"Why don't you all go inside?" Looking back, an old man in a blue robe looked at the group with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, just acquaintances meeting and chatting," the others chimed in.

"Elder Gu Qingya, I didn't expect the Gu Clan to release you this time."

Gu Qingya, Four Star Dou Sheng Late Stage and Gu Clan Elder, has never appeared in the outside world for nearly a hundred years.

Subsequently, people from Thunder Flame Clans arrived together.

Xiao Han's eyes flickered. He originally thought that his displayed Five-Star Dou Sheng strength was enough to overturn the entire arena.

Unexpectedly, the Ancient Races and various forces have come with such a large presence, especially the Ancient Races, none of whom have been lower than Three-Star Dou Sheng.

This momentum is almost as strong as when they subdued the Purification Lotus Demon Fire.

But Xiao Han thought about it again and realized that it was understandable. Although the Ancient Races coveted the Purification Lotus Demon Fire, for them, the best outcome for the Purification Lotus Demon Fire was to not find a master and remain trapped in the Demon Fire Space.

That's why the rule that a Five-Star Dou Sheng) cannot intervene was set. The Purification Lotus Demon Fire has the advantage of being on home ground, and its cultivation level far surpasses that of others, so subduing it would be extremely risky.

But the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame is different; it's a genuine, usable Exotic Fire that can be obtained and used immediately, making it far more cost-effective than the Purification Lotus Demon Fire.

In addition, the danger for Dou Sheng Expert to make a trip is not high. Everyone fights, but they will generally only care about the surface level and will not go all out. Therefore, they spare no effort in sending out their strongest warriors.

Those who send people to the Demon Fire Space must have a high level of cultivation, otherwise they will not be able to save their lives.

"Shouldn't we go in now?" someone said, and the others nodded in agreement.