If Chen Fan could be promoted to the realm of the Immortal Lord, even if he had to face the nine immortals, they would feel that it would be less terrible. After all, there was one thing that everyone always remembered: the nine immortals, but he pointed it out! For a moment.

Although Chen Fan had not yet come out of seclusion, Miaoyan and others were undoubtedly given a dose of heart-boosting agent.

In the following time, Miaoyan's army felt much more at ease in their hearts, whether it was practicing or practicing in the starry sky. Even though the changes in the Qingyun Tiandi were still increasing, they were calmer.

"It really seems like you want to prove the truth!"

In Chixiao Immortal Sect, Gai Jiuzhou and others were all numb on their scalp.

The aura emitted by Chen Fan made Dacheng Quasi-Zhunzun terrified, and he wanted to kneel down and bow down. This was an aura that only the Immortal-level existence could have been emitted in ancient times.

Could it be that an immortal master who had already shocked the past and present would really take that step again in the forbidden land of the Chixiao Immortal Sect?

Time continues to pass.

Before we knew it, it has been four years since Chen Fan entered the Immortal Lord's Ruins to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, January.

Two months.

Half a year.

Another year has passed.

At this point, five years have passed since Chen Fan began to retreat. The mysterious world was once again shrouded in chaotic fog, and only the overwhelming pressure swept across it, and it was impossible to see the situation clearly.

But everything will always end.

"Click."

By the fifth year and three months, with a sound that seemed to make the years go against the current, the mysterious world collapsed and thousands of streams of light burst out, causing everyone's hearts to be shocked.

Chen Fan.
Chapter completed!