"As previously agreed, the Golden Sparrow Silver Silk Lantern belongs to my Black Sand Grotto-Heaven. As for the Grand Dao Secret Treasure Heavy Sword, whoever obtains it first will claim it, but they cannot participate in the distribution of subsequent treasures. Additionally, they must compensate the other two factions with one Immortal Treasure each," Fu Beichen stated, his expression growing colder as he watched the cultivators from the Six Royal Mansions rapidly approaching in the distance.
Bai Mengtian and Sima Cang nodded gently, a fiery glint flashing in their deep pupils. None of the three parties objected to this distribution plan. After all, a Grand Dao Secret Treasure was far too precious; even the accumulated wealth of the Six Royal Mansions over hundreds of thousands of years could not compare to it.
In the history of the Wu Shan Star Domain, a Grand Dao Secret Treasure had only appeared once before, but it was taken away from the Wu Shan Star Domain by a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. It could be said that the Grand Dao Secret Treasure in Liu Mu's hand was the only one currently in the Wu Shan Star Domain.
Of course, they were unaware that Zhang Fan also possessed one. The Myriad Beast Cauldron could even be considered a semi-finished Immortal King Saint Armament, far more precious than the Myriad Strength Heavy Sword in Liu Mu's possession.
Even before the battle began, they were already deciding the distribution of spoils, which showed just how confident they were in this fight.
"Ling Xiu, is your Six Royal Mansions out of people? You dare to come and fight with such a small group. Do you think everyone in your Six Royal Mansions is a genius capable of fighting ten opponents at once?" Sima Cang couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the less than thirty people from the Six Royal Mansions, and began to mock them.
"Your arm grew back quite quickly. Your recovery ability is quite strong," Zhang Fan stepped forward, staring at Sima Cang with a half-smile and said.
"Little beast, do not be arrogant. Today, this Fallen Immortal Valley will be your burial ground." Sima Cang faced Zhang Fan again, completely devoid of fear. This was because he knew how powerful their side was. With the small number of people from the Six Royal Mansions, they could not make any waves.
"None of you make a move. I'll spar first!"
Zhang Fan stepped forward alone, grinning at Fu Beichen and the others. "Have those seven old guys hiding in the dark come out as well. The three of you alone cannot stop me."
Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, the expressions of Fu Beichen, Bai Mengtian, and Sima Cang all changed slightly. Their eyes, filled with shock and suspicion, stared at Zhang Fan, unable to believe how he had discovered them.
Indeed, the three factions had invited several hidden Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators from their clans. Although the disparity in strength in this battle was significant and the outcome was almost a foregone conclusion, Zhang Fan's confidence was so overwhelming that they had to keep some backup.
The seven Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators were hidden in the dark, ready to make a move at a critical moment. However, they never expected that Zhang Fan had already sensed them. With no point in hiding, seven figures stepped out from behind Fu Beichen's group. Their auras were no longer concealed, and when fully unleashed, they shook the surroundings.
"Ten Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators?"
The onlookers from various factions surrounding the Fallen Immortal Valley were astonished. It was no wonder these top powers could remain in the Wu Shan Star Domain for hundreds of thousands of years. Their overt strength alone was enough to make others look up to them, and their hidden power was even more astonishing.
Some Golden Core stage cultivators, after seeing the lineup of the Flying Immortal Mansion, Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, and Sun Shadow Grotto-Heaven, had already begun to mourn for the Six Royal Mansions in their hearts. The disparity in strength was too great, and there was no suspense at all.
"No wonder my Teng Snake tribe has always remained in a corner, daring not to contend with these six top powers. Even though we once gave birth to a Half-Step Nascent Soul expert, we never left that harsh land." A powerful cultivator from the Teng Snake tribe, hidden in the dark, couldn't help but reveal a self-mocking smile as he witnessed this lineup.
"Has Zhang Fan already begun to merge his divine soul and laws? Those seven are all Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators, hidden among the crowd, yet neither you nor I could sense them. But he could?"
On a steep mountain peak to the south of the Fallen Immortal Valley, Cang Nan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue stood side by side, looking at the seven Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators emerging from the crowd. Cang Lan Qiuyue couldn't help but ask.
Cang Nan Mingyue shook her head, "That shouldn't be the case. But if he can sense them, then his divine soul power is likely not weaker than that of a cultivator who has merged with a Half-Step Nascent Soul."
Before entering the Grand Dao Realm, Zhang Fan had just passed his ninth Nascent Soul tribulation. It had only been less than half a year. No matter how monstrous Zhang Fan's talent was, it was impossible for him to have entered the Half-Step Nascent Soul realm so quickly.
On another mountain peak, Gong Lieyang and Gong Yiyi, along with other cultivators from the True Fire Grotto-Heaven, were also watching the battle.
Hearing that Zhang Fan seemed prepared to challenge all the experts from the three top factions by himself, Gong Yiyi couldn't help but give a wry smile. It seemed no matter who he faced, he was always so confident.
"Grandfather, do you think Zhang Fan can win?" Gong Yiyi asked, looking at her grandfather.
"How can he win?"
Gong Lieyang's eyes widened as he stared at his granddaughter. "Let's not talk about anything else. Just these ten Half-Step Nascent Soul cultivators. Aside from the one from Canghai Hall, who on the Boundary Heart Continent can stop them?"
"There's no point in thinking about winning. It all depends on whether this kid has the ability to save his own life. That would be good enough."
Gong Yiyi remained silent, but her mind recalled the scene on Pingding Mountain in the Grand Dao Realm. At that time, Zhang Fan was only at the eighth tribulation stage, yet he single-handedly fought ten cultivators at the ninth tribulation stage, including powerful individuals like Cang Lan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue.
Back then, no one thought Zhang Fan could win; they even thought he would die miserably. But what was the outcome? Except for Cang Lan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue, whom Zhang Fan spared, the other eight all met a tragic end under Zhang Fan's iron sword.
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The ten Half-Step Nascent Soul experts gathered together. Their powerful auras made it difficult for some of the weaker cultivators nearby to breathe. However, for Zhang Fan, it was like a gentle breeze. He looked at the ten people before him with a calm expression. "You've truly brought out all your forces. If I kill all of you, then the Flying Immortal Mansion, Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, and that Sun Shadow Grotto-Heaven should be wiped from the Wu Shan Star Domain from now on?"
"When I was young, I was just like you, not taking anyone seriously with a little bit of strength. But this world is vast, and the waters here run deep. You will soon regret your actions." An old man, completely shrouded in a gray robe, stepped forward. The world suddenly turned cold, and an icy aura that could freeze the soul spread from beneath the gray robe. A layer of frost began to spread towards Zhang Fan across the void.
"A trivial skill, how dare you show off before an expert!"
In Zhang Fan's eyes, blazing and scorching thunder and fire were brewing, and then they erupted. Endless thunder and fire instantly permeated tens of kilometers, filling the entire Fallen Immortal Valley. The intense heat melted the ice. The gray-robed old man couldn't help but let out a soft groan, his face turning much paler.
A sixth-grade superior divine ability, Thunder Fire Divine Eyes!
With Zhang Fan's current mastery of the Law of Thunder, which was close to perfection, the power of this divine ability when he cast it again was incomparable to its former self.
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