In the Realm of Mystic Heaven...

Zhao Luofeng, Ling Dong, and about ten powerful experts from the Heaven Palace Sect were gathered in the mountain valley where the spatial rift was. They all sat in silence, as if they were waiting for something.

The time they had set with Auden hadn’t come yet.

Apparently, they were waiting for Auden to gather all the items they had demanded from him from the Fourth Demon Realm.

When the time came, they would march through the spatial rift into the mysterious spatial tunnel and finish the transaction with Auden.

All of a sudden, the Golden Chariot flew over at an extremely fast speed and stopped in front of them with Huang Fan standing in it.

In the dead-silent mountain valley, Zhao Luofeng and the others, who hadn’t said a word in days, raised their chins and looked at Huang Fan with narrowed eyes.

Ling Dong frowned and asked, a displeased expression filling his face, “What are you doing here, Huang Fan? Why did you come back by yourself? Where’s Nie Tian?”

Zhao Luofeng also seemed displeased as he said, “You shouldn’t have returned by yourself.”

Huang Fan stepped...