"As per our prior agreement, the Golden Sparrow Silver Silk Lamp belongs to my Black Sand Grotto-Heaven. As for that Grand Dao Secret Treasure greatsword, whoever obtains it first will possess it, but they cannot participate in the distribution of subsequent treasures and must compensate the other two factions with one immortal treasure each," Fu Beichen said, his face growing colder as he watched the cultivators of the Sixth Prince's Mansion approaching rapidly.
Bai Mengtian and Sima Cang both nodded gently, their deep eyes flashing with fervent light. None of the three factions had any objections to this distribution plan, as a Grand Dao Secret Treasure was too precious. Even the treasures accumulated by the Sixth Prince's Mansion over hundreds of thousands of years could not compare to it.
In the history of the Wu Mountain Star Domain, Grand Dao Secret Treasures had only appeared once before, but they were taken away by a Nascent Soul realm cultivator and left the Wu Mountain Star Domain. It could be said that the Grand Dao Secret Treasure in Liu Mu's possession was the only one currently in the Wu Mountain Star Domain.
Of course, they were unaware that Zhang Fan also possessed one. The Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron could even be considered a semi-finished Immortal King Saint Weapon, far more precious than the Myriad Jun Greatsword in Liu Mu's hand.
Before the battle even commenced, they were already deciding the distribution of spoils, demonstrating their immense confidence in this fight.
"Ling Xiu, is your Sixth Prince's Mansion out of people? You dare to come and challenge us with so few? Do you think every single person in your Sixth Prince's Mansion is a genius, capable of fighting ten of us at once?" Sima Cang couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the less than thirty people from the Sixth Prince's Mansion and began to mock them.
"Your arm has grown back so quickly; your recovery ability is quite strong," Zhang Fan emerged, staring at Sima Cang with a half-smile and said.
"Brat, don't get arrogant. Today, this Fallen Immortal Valley will be your burial ground." Sima Cang faced Zhang Fan directly again, devoid of any fear, because he knew how powerful their side was. With the meager forces of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, they couldn't make any waves.
"None of you make a move. I'll spar first!"
Zhang Fan stepped forward alone, looking at Fu Beichen and the others, grinning, and said, "Have those seven old guys hiding in the shadows come out as well. The three of you alone can't stop me."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the expressions of Fu Beichen, Bai Mengtian, and Sima Cang all changed slightly, their eyes filled with surprise as they stared at Zhang Fan, incredulous as to how he had discovered them.
The three factions had indeed invited several hidden Half-step Nascent Soul realm cultivators from their clans. Although the disparity in strength in this battle was immense and the outcome was almost a foregone conclusion, Zhang Fan's demeanor was too confident, forcing them to keep a trump card.
Seven Half-step Nascent Soul realm cultivators were hidden in the shadows, prepared to act at a critical moment. However, they hadn't expected Zhang Fan to have sensed them long ago. With no point in hiding, seven figures walked out from behind Fu Beichen's crowd. Their auras were no longer concealed, and as they fully displayed their power, it shook the surroundings.
"Ten Half-step Nascent Soul cultivators?"
The onlookers from various factions surrounding Fallen Immortal Valley were all astonished. No wonder these top forces could stand for hundreds of thousands of years in the Wu Mountain Star Domain. Their overt strength was already awe-inspiring to all factions, and their hidden strength was even more astonishing.
Some Nascent Soul realm cultivators, after seeing the lineup of the Flying Immortal Mansion, the Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, and the Sun Shadow Grotto-Heaven, had already begun to mourn for the Sixth Prince's Mansion in their hearts. The disparity in strength meant there was no suspense.
"No wonder our Teng Snake clan has always remained secluded, not daring to contend with these six top forces. Even though we once produced a Half-step Nascent Soul realm cultivator, we never left that bitter cold land." A strong cultivator of the Teng Snake clan, hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but reveal a self-mocking smile as he witnessed this lineup.
"Has Zhang Fan begun to fuse his divine soul and laws? Those seven were Half-step Nascent Soul realm cultivators, hidden among the crowd, and neither you nor I could sense them, yet he could?"
On a steep mountain peak to the south of Fallen Immortal Valley, Cang Nan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue stood side-by-side. Looking at the seven Half-step Nascent Soul realm cultivators emerging from the crowd, Cang Lan Qiuyue couldn't help but ask.
Cang Nan Mingyue shook her head, "It shouldn't be. But his ability to sense them suggests that his divine soul power is likely not weaker than that of a cultivator who has fused with a Half-step Nascent Soul."
Before entering the Great Luo Realm, Zhang Fan had just survived his ninth Heavenly Tribulation for the Nascent Soul. In less than half a year, no matter how monstrous Zhang Fan's talent was, it was impossible for him to have reached 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 observing the battle.
Hearing that Zhang Fan seemed prepared to challenge all the powerhouses from the three top factions alone, Gong Yiyi couldn't help but smile wryly. It seemed that no matter who he faced, he was always so confident.
"Grandpa, 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 alone anything else, with just these ten Half-step Nascent Soul cultivators, besides the one from the Canghai Hall making a move, who on the World Heart Continent can withstand them?"
"Winning is out of the question. It all depends on whether this kid has the ability to save his own life."
Gong Yiyi remained silent, but the scene at Pingding Mountain in the Great Luo Realm flashed in her mind. At that time, Zhang Fan was only at the eighth tribulation realm, yet he fought alone against ten cultivators at the ninth tribulation realm, including powerful figures like Cang Lan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue.
Back then, no one thought Zhang Fan could win, and some even believed he would die miserably. But what was the result? Apart from Cang Lan Mingyue and Cang Lan Qiuyue, whom Zhang Fan spared, the other eight died tragically under Zhang Fan's iron sword.
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The ten Half-step Nascent Soul realm powerhouses gathered together, their powerful aura pressuring the weaker surrounding cultivators, making it difficult for them 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 the whole nest. If I kill all of you, then the Flying Immortal Mansion, the Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, and that Sun Shadow Grotto-Heaven should be wiped out from the Wu Mountain Star Domain from now on."
"When I was young, I was like you, not taking anyone seriously with a little bit of strength. But this world is vast, and the waters here are deep. You will soon regret your actions." An old man, entirely shrouded in a grey robe, stepped forward. The world suddenly grew cold, and a soul-freezing chill spread from beneath the grey-robed elder's feet. A layer of ice spread across the void towards Zhang Fan.
"A mere trifle, how dare you show off in front of an expert!"
Within Zhang Fan's eyes, bright and fiery lightning brewed, then erupted. Endless lightning fire instantly permeated tens of kilometers, filling the entire Fallen Immortal Valley. The scorching heat melted the ice, and the grey-robed elder let out a muffled groan, his face paling considerably.
A superior sixth-grade divine ability, Lightning Fire Divine Eyes!
With Zhang Fan's current nearly perfect comprehension of the Dao of Lightning laws, the power of this divine ability had become incomparable when wielded again.
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