The news of the Black Alliance's formation spread like wildfire throughout the entire Black-Corner Region.
Maple City, a city that once belonged to Han Feng, has now become almost the political center of the Black-Corner Region.
On the streets, flags of various factions fluttered in the wind: the Blood Sect's scarlet blood flag, the Eight Gates ' jet-black ghost-face flag, and the Earth Flame Sect's (I made a mistake in the previous chapter; it should be the Earth Flame Sect, the Demon Flame Valley is more powerful, but they haven't appeared yet, sorry.) crimson flame flag...
Xiao Yan stood at the window of the Blood Sect's base, gazing at the Black Alliance flag that had just been raised in the distant square.
A black flag with a burning blue flame embroidered in the center—the Sea Heart Flame, a strange fire possessed by Han Feng, now serves as the symbol of the Black Alliance.
" Brother Tang, what are you thinking about?"
Fan Lao's voice came from behind.
Xiao Yan turned around and saw Fan Lao walking in carrying a wine pot, with a faint smell of blood still lingering on him.
"Nothing, just wondering how long the Black Alliance can last," Xiao Yan said calmly, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
Fan Lao's blood-based skills require a high level of expertise in using human blood.
During his time at the Blood Sect's base, Xiao Yan had witnessed this guy's bloodthirstiness.
Fan Lao chuckled and handed a cup of wine to Xiao Yan.
"How long can it last? As long as Medicine Emperor Han is still around, the Black Alliance won't fall."
Brother Tang, you haven't been in the Black-Corner Region for long, so you don't know how powerful Medicine Emperor Han is.
He's not only powerful, but also cunning. Which of the forces in the Black-Corner Region isn't completely under his control?
Fan Lao's tone was filled with deep apprehension towards Han Feng.
Neither Han Feng's Peak Dou Emperor combat power nor his identity as a sixth-grade alchemist are things that Fan Lao can afford to offend.
Xiao Yan took the wine glass and took a sip.
" Sect Leader Fan seems to know Medicine Emperor Han quite well?"
Fan Lao sighed.
I wouldn't say I understand them, but I've dealt with them a lot, so I know a little bit about them.
Medicine Emperor Han appears gentle and refined on the surface, but is actually ruthless and cruel. No one can stop him from getting what he wants.
He paused, then lowered his voice and said:
"So, Brother Tang, you can help Medicine Emperor Han with his work in the Black Alliance, but don't get too close to him."
If you get too close, he'll devour you whole, leaving not even bones behind.
Xiao Yan glanced at him but didn't reply.
Fan Lao was both reminding him and trying to win him over.
After the battle at the Jia Nan Academy, the Blood Sect's strength was greatly diminished, and Fan Lao needed allies.
This powerful figure of "unknown origin" was exactly the kind of person Fan Lao wanted to win over.
"Thank you for the reminder Sect Leader Fan," Xiao Yan said, cupping his hands in greeting.
Fan Lao waved his hand.
"No need to thank me. From now on, we're in the same boat."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Fan Lao got up to take his leave.
After seeing Fan Lao off, Xiao Yan closed the door and continued standing by the window.
The Black Alliance was formed, and he successfully infiltrated its ranks.
But next, Xiao Yan plans to blend into the Black Alliance and digest some of the things that Yao Lao left him.
Back in the Douluo Continent, if I leave right under Bibi Dong's nose, she will definitely do everything in her power to capture me.
Right now, he has no chance of fighting back against Titled Douluo.
Fortunately, in the Battle Through the Heavens World, he still has time to develop.
Fortunately, he has now physically arrived in the Battle Through the Heavens World, so he can convert the Dou Qi here into Soul Power within his body. Moreover, after that great battle, the Soul Power within his body should be about to break through level fifty-five.
However, if you want to break through to the Soul Emperor in the future, you will need to absorb Soul Ring.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, suppressing his thoughts.
You have to walk one step at a time, and eat one bite at a time.
It can't be rushed.
For the next few days, Xiao Yan stayed at the Blood Sect's base and did not go out, focusing solely on cultivation.
His already near-limited Soul Power Level naturally led him to break through to the level 55 Soul King realm.
Three days later, that evening, Xiao Yan was cultivating in his room when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.
He walked to the window and saw a group of people confronting each other on the street.
One side was dressed in the attire of the Blood Sect, led by a burly man who exuded a bloodthirsty aura.
The other side wore a black robe with Eight Gates, and was led by a middle-aged man with a gloomy face.
The two sides were on the verge of war, and the atmosphere was tense.
Xiao Yan frowned and walked out of the room.
Just as he reached the door, he encountered Fan Lao.
" Sect Leader Fan, what's going on outside?"
Fan Lao's face was gloomy.
"The people from the Eight Gates are going too far!"
My Blood Sect members were out on business when these people deliberately picked a fight and injured several of my brothers!
Xiao Yan followed Fan Lao out of the camp.
On the street, the two sides were on the verge of battle, and many of them had bruises on their bodies, clearly indicating that a fight had taken place.
The leading Blood Sect giant and the middle-aged man from the Eight Gates were currently locked in combat, their fists and palms flying, their Dou Qi surging.
The surrounding houses shook violently, and the bluestone slabs on the street were crushed to pieces.
More and more people gathered to watch, but no one dared to step forward and try to stop the fight.
In the Black-Corner Region, this kind of thing is all too common.
"Stop!"
Xiao Yan followed Fan Lao onto the street. Fan Lao shouted and his Dou Emperor- level aura enveloped everyone, causing them to stop Dou Qi immediately.
All eyes turned to Fan Lao.
"Metropolitan!"
Upon seeing Fan Lao arrive, the burly man from the Blood Sect immediately smiled and hurriedly said:
"We were out on business and finally managed to catch a few Jia Nan Academy members who were alone, but the Eight Gates were too arrogant and obstructed us, which is why they got away."
Xiao Yan's gaze fell on the burly man. He had seen him a few days ago, and the man seemed to be a leading steward in the Blood Sect.
Upon hearing this, Fan Lao's face immediately darkened, and he looked at the people from the Eight Gates.
The middle-aged man from the Eight Gates, stared at by Fan Lao, suddenly changed his expression and gritted his teeth, saying:
" Sect Leader Fan, as the head of a sect, do you intend to attack us?"
"It was your Blood Sect that struck first, trying to take advantage of the chaos and reap the benefits. Otherwise, why would there be so much trouble?"
"Presumptuous!"
As the crowd of onlookers grew larger, Fan Lao's face darkened.
The crimson Dou Qi transformed into a streak of lightning and flew out, landing directly on the middle-aged man from the Eight Gates.
"Boom!"
How could he possibly withstand an attack from Dou Huang expert? He was instantly blasted away and crashed into a courtyard not far away.
" Sect Leader Fan, what an imposing official you are!"
Just as Fan Lao was about to continue his attack, a sinister voice rang out from not far away, and an invisible pressure settled on everyone's hearts.
"If any of my Eight Gates members make a mistake, Sect Leader Fan doesn't need to overstep his bounds and interfere."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan looked up.
Yuan Yi from the Eight Gates, his face ashen, slowly walked up to the group of Eight Gates members.
"Sect Master..."
The middle-aged man, pale-faced, walked up to Yuan Yi after being knocked away by Fan Lao. Yuan Yi waved his hand to interrupt him, his gaze falling on Fan Lao, and his expression darkened.
" Sect Leader Fan, you've hit my men, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"
"Snort!"
Fan Lao snorted coldly, glanced at Yuan Yi, curled his lip, and said indifferently:
" Sect Master Yuan, your men were disobedient, and I merely taught them a lesson on your behalf. Now, I wish to demand an explanation from the Eight Gates."