The evil spirits around them seemed frightened and fled outside.
This turn of events left Qianshan and the others at a complete loss.
"It's here!"
Lin Fan immediately perked up. He was extremely tense, and his right hand trembled slightly around the Pure Yang Magical Sword.
He instructed the people around him, "Move back a little."
"No matter what happens, don't speak or make a move."
Hearing this,
Qianshan and the others exchanged glances. Almost simultaneously, they sensed a terrifying presence approaching at tremendous speed.
Clearly, the real challenge had arrived.
They all retreated to the sofa. Although they wanted to help Lin Fan, they knew very well that stepping forward would only make them a burden to him.
After all, the gap between their strength and Lin Fan's was too great.
A short while later,
a glowing figure appeared before Lin Fan inside the shop.
Golden light radiated from its entire body, obscuring its appearance, yet giving an illusion of majesty.
"Hmph, you've got some nerve."
Its gaze fell on Lin Fan, and an immense oppressive force descended in an instant.
Although Lin Fan had prepared himself, he had not expected its pressure to be so terrifying that he could not even straighten his back.
He felt an enormous weight pressing on his shoulders and could even hear his bones creaking.
"Hmm?"
A trace of surprise crossed its expression. It had seen through Lin Fan's cultivation at a glance. His mere Middle Foundation Establishment realm amounted to nothing before it.
Yet someone at such a low realm could actually withstand its pressure.
"Senior, you are a being formed through incense wish power."
Lin Fan endured the pain coursing through him and said with difficulty through gritted teeth, "Hong Yun made a wish to you, and you brought his younger