Lin Fan was back!
Qin Wuyou's eyes suddenly lit up.
The reason he had held off all this time was to wait for Lin Fan.
Now, Lin Fan was finally returning.
It was time for the Lin Lineage to perish!
Beside him, Tianyu Supreme's expression grew grave.
"In that case, the experts from the Primordial Divine Mountain must be here too!"
Lin Fan was nothing but an ant, hardly worth the attention of a Supreme like him.
But Lin Fan had gone to welcome the experts from the Primordial Divine Mountain.
Even a Supreme like him had to be wary of those experts!
"Hahaha! My Fan has returned!"
Lin Wudao laughed aloud and waved to the cultivators around him. "Everyone, come with me to welcome the seniors from the Primordial Divine Mountain!"
As for Qin Wuyou, who had disrupted the banquet, he was furious with him but dared not offend him in the slightest.
After all, he was a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old at saint king peak!
Hadn't they seen that even the two Saint Kings beside him from the Primordial Divine Mountain wanted to take Qin Wuyou to the Upper Realm?
The cultivators, who had still been reeling in shock, all lit up at the mention of the Primordial Divine Mountain.
They already knew that Lin Fan had gone to welcome its experts.
Anyone worthy of Young Lord Lin Fan personally going to welcome them was certainly no ordinary expert.
At the very least, they had to be stronger than the two Saint Kings present.
Moments later.
Everyone saw figures descend above the Lin Lineage's estate.
At their head was an old man whose aura soared into the heavens. His imposing gaze swept over those below, instantly making everyone feel their souls tremble!
Even a fool could tell that this