Close... a little closer...

At some point, Yang Fan could even know the other party's existence without even having to deliberately sense it.

At dawn, Yang Fan's heart trembled, he raised his head and took a deep breath: "He has come..."

While Yang Fan said this.

"Finally, he should be here..."

A young man in a black robe and with a strong demonic spirit stepped into Yangjia Castle.

Yang Fan instantly expanded his spiritual sense and captured his existence.

Chu Yunhan!

It was Chu Yunhan, who had parted in Jiuyou Square.

At this moment, Chu Yunhan's body was even more powerful, and it was obvious that his skills were improved, perhaps because of his cultivation to become "A Demon Flame".

In the Yang Family Fort, many monks were frightened when they saw Chu Yunhan and quickly distanced themselves from him.

At this moment, there was a terrifying demonic aura on Chu Yunhan's body, which was cold and murderous intent.

In the early morning, the crowds in Yangjiabao became increasingly dense, and a large number of immortal cultivators gathered.

The senior management of Yangjiabao was prepared a few days ago, so that all mortals could not leave.

Therefore, at this moment, all the figures that can be seen are basically immortal cultivators.

Yang Fan was waiting in the courtyard for a while, and his younger brother Yang Lei and Yang Man came hand in hand.

"Brother, let's go to the 'Qingtian Conference' quickly. The time is almost over!" Yang Lei said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yang Fan stood up and the three of them walked towards the rooftop together.

Along the way, Yang Fan and the other two attracted the attention of many immortal cultivators.

"He is him, the number one legendary pharmacist in Kyoto! Three years ago, he was distracted from his own cultivation and became a useless person. This time he fulfilled his promise to attend the 'Qingtian Conference'..."

Many monks muttered secretly.

As soon as he walked to the rooftop, the Yang family ancestor came over with a smile and welcomed Yang Fan and the other two to the VIP seat.

Such treatment is unprecedented among the three generations of disciples, and even the second generation of disciples such as Yang Hong cannot enjoy it.

Sitting in the VIP seat, Yang Fan's eyes swept across the audience and found all kinds of forces.

Qingyuan Sect, Demon Yang Sect, and Wuyou Valley, these three top forces are represented by cultivators.

First-class sects such as Guihuan Sect, Yinluo Sect, and Jinhong Sect are not to be outdone.

The other major forces, led by the four major families of Kyoto, gathered here.

At all times, Yang Fan was under countless gazes, including high-level monks, and the pressure was quite large.

When his eyes fell somewhere, Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

In a remote corner, a hunchbacked old man sat with gray beard and wrinkled face.

It is Yang Fan’s teacher, the Hunchbacked Poison King!

Feeling Yang Fan's gaze, the Hunchbacked Poison King showed a gentle smile on his face, and his spiritual sense conveyed his voice: "Fan'er, I am here to see you, and I have a treasure to give you."

"Thank you, teacher."

Yang Fan's spiritual sense transmitted his voice, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

With this Nascent Soul-stage poisoner in charge, what else can I worry about?

But at this moment, Yang Fan suddenly felt a hostile gaze with murderous intent and fighting spirit.

Chu Yunhan!
Chapter completed!