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  Several days later.

  Jiang Lan was walking towards the Kunlun Main Hall.

  The Witchcloud Gathering had ended.

  The others were planning to leave. As a Kunlun disciple, he had to go to the main hall to send them off.

  Especially those who had participated in the gathering.

  Probably out of respect.

  Jiang Lan thought for a moment. It seemed like no one left an obvious impression on him.

  However, these few days, he had completely absorbed the benefits he had obtained during the Witchcloud Gathering. His control over his Deity Position had surpassed the halfway mark.

  He had a feeling that he would not be detected even if he left Kunlun now unless he went off far enough.

  In the past, whenever he left Kunlun, he would be roughly detected.

  It probably was still the case now, but the range had changed.

  This range was much larger, and within this range, he could move freely.

  He would not be detected at all.

  Just like how his Deity Position blocked the perception of those in his surroundings.

  If he completely gained control over his Deity Position, this shielding should surround him fully and not allow anyone to sense his general location.

  No matter where he was.

  “Wow!”


  A sudden sound came from above.

  Along the way, Jiang Lan saw flying Dharma treasures gathering at Kunlun.

  It should be the means of the various factions of the Grand Desolate World.

  After taking a glance, Jiang Lan continued towards the main hall.

  He had also been on guard against the Heavenly Human Race these past few days.

  Many people came from the Heavenly Human Race and there were experts who gave him a look.

  He thought that these people would take action, but to his surprise, no one had done anything so far.

  Had they given up?

  Jiang Lan didn’t believe this.

  It should be because the Heavenly Human Race didn’t dare take action.

  “Once they fail, every member of their race will remain here. They’ve just obtained a fortuitous opportunity so it was possible they did not want to risk it now.”


  Although he was viewed as an enemy and could not be tolerated, he was still a nobody in the end.

  The fortuitous opportunity was related to a Deity Position.

  No matter how stupid the Heavenly Human Race was, they still understood the severity of things.

  After a while.

  In the square of the Kunlun Main Hall.

  There were indeed many flying Dharma treasures in the sky.

  Some people stood on their Dharma treasures.

  They were all cultivators of the younger generation. The experts should still be conversing in the main hall.

  Jiang Lan found a corner.

  He listened to the conversations of his fellow disciples.

  “The others have come to Kunlun this time for the Witchcloud Gathering. Are we going to leave Kunlun next time?”


  “That should be the case. We left Kunlun last time for the Witchcloud Mountain Range, where the gathering was held.”


  “At that time, I didn’t have the qualifications to go. I participated this time, but I wonder if I can go next time.”


  “I don’t know how many hundred years I’ll have to wait next time. I’ll just cultivate. However, these people’s flying Dharma treasures are truly extraordinary.”


  Jiang Lan looked at the flying Dharma treasures in the sky.

  He saw the massive flying ship that the Heavenly Human Race was on, as well as the giant roc that the Demon Race was on.

  They were indeed extraordinary.

  The demons, the dragons, and Kunlun could be considered to be enemies. However, no one attacked each other.

  It was the same for the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race and the Heavenly Human Race.

  Everyone had weighed the pros and cons of acting here. They had to consider the broader situation.

  Being in these forces, if one was not fierce enough, one might be eaten by others.

  Fortunately, the summit leaders of Kunlun were not to be trifled with.

  Especially Imperial Lord Xi He. It was as if everyone was his chess piece.

  Even he, who was hiding in the dark, had been inevitably involved.

  Therefore, it was better to interact less with others and participate less in these matters.

  …


  “Ninth Summit, Jiang Lan?” A voice suddenly sounded beside Jiang Lan.

  He turned around and saw a middle-aged man.

  Perfected Heaven Immortal.

  The other party was a demon.

  A Roc.

  A powerhouse at that.

  Jiang Lan had a feeling that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would have died three times already.

  The other party was very powerful.

  “If I couldn’t block his attacks, would Master have been able to save me in time?”


  If a perfected Heaven Immortal was already so strong, then Celestial Immortals…


  “Senior is?” Jiang Lan asked calmly.

  “Demon Race’s Fei Yuan. I have heard that you have an impressive temperament. Hence, I wanted to get to know you better and see if the rumors are true,” said Fei Yuan with a chuckle.

  “I’ve embarrassed myself in front of Senior,” Jiang Lan said humbly.

  He did not refute anything.

  However, did the demons approach him to rope him in?

  “Have you thought about going out for a walk? The demons have a good relationship with Kunlun. You can come to my place as a guest. There is an abyssal mystic realm over there that is most suitable for someone with your temperament.” Fei Yuan looked at Jiang Lan and sent out an invitation.

  “Sorry to disappoint you, Senior.” Jiang Lan lowered his head and apologized.

  “When I go out, I need Master’s approval. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to leave Kunlun. To go out and experience mystic realms is truly beyond my ability. ”


  “Haha.” Fei Yuan chuckled.

  “Sometimes, opportunities are fought for by oneself. The outside world is huge, and Kunlun is only a corner of the Western Wasteland. This is not the entire world. My training hall is in the Witchcloud Mountain Range.

  For us demons, we highly value humans with exceptional temperaments like yours. Perhaps you will reap better rewards if you go out. You are still too weak. You will only know how big the world is and how many strong people there are once you leave. It’s not impossible for us to help you become stronger as soon as possible. ”


  Fei Yuan patted Jiang Lan’s shoulder and then left with a smile. But before he left, he left another message.

  “You can look for me anytime. We demons have everything you need.”


  Jiang Lan lowered his eyebrows, not saying anything.

  He only relaxed after the other party left.

  “Are the demons taking the opportunity to rope me in? It seems like they still have plans on the Netherworld Entrance, but…”


  The terms of roping him in were unable to move him.

  Perhaps the other party felt that this was already a very good condition.

  “I shouldn’t go near the Witchcloud Mountain Range in the future.”


  The demons were not to be trifled with. The next time he went out, he would not go to the Witch Cloud Mountain Range.

  At this moment, several beams of light flew out from the Kunlun Main Hall.

  Soon, the light landed on the various flying Dharma treasures.

  Then, a voice came from a flying Dharma treasure.

  “Thank you all for your guidance in the gathering this time. We’ll meet again next time.”


  As his voice fell, Dharma treasures flew into the sky one by one.

  In the end, they disappeared from everyone’s sight.

  With this, the Witchcloud Gathering had come to an end.

  It lasted for less than a month.

  “The dragons have yet to leave. I wonder if they will pay enough to bring the Eighth Prince back.”


  “The Heavenly Human Race didn’t even look at me. It seems like I don’t have to worry for the time being.”


  …


  …


  Ice Cicada Forest.

  A young girl walked along the path.

  She was constantly looking around.

  She didn’t see a single person and thus felt dejected.

  “How many days has it been? Why haven’t I seen anyone?”


  Yan Xiyun didn’t know which direction to go. She couldn’t find anyone to ask for directions, so she didn’t know where her seniors were.

  She couldn’t go back with them if she couldn’t find her way back.

  If she couldn’t go back…


  Then could she still find her way home?

  After walking for a long time, Yan Xiyun suddenly saw a light appear in front of her.

  It was a white-clothed man.

  He stood three meters away from the ground like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world.

  “Brother…”


  Yan Xiyun shouted.

  At this moment, the man turned his head and looked over. His calm gaze was somewhat empty, without a single trace of emotion.

  The moment he saw Yan Xiyun, the man made his move.

  Pu!

  A spell technique appeared on his fingertip and pierced through Yan Xiyun’s neck.

  Bang!

  Yan Xiyun fell to the ground. She held her neck and looked at the man in disbelief.

  “I—I just wanted to ask directions—”


  As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground without a sound.

  Only then did the man slowly disappear into the forest.