Outside the range of the heavenly tribulation, Old Ancestor Qiu stared fixedly at Chen Fan, only faintly discernible within the heavenly tribulation. Even if that figure were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize it as Chen Fan.0

“What a daring brat. He actually entered the heavenly tribulation. Isn’t he afraid of getting killed!” Nie Gang exclaimed as a luster flashed in his eyes.0

Wearing a smile, Yang Wanli said with slightly narrowed eyes, “This brat could defy the heavens and fight a first-level Divine Nascent realm expert with only seven-revolution Golden Core realm cultivation. His physique must be formidable. He’s likely using the power of the heavenly tribulation to temper his flesh right now.”0

“This brat is really something,” Nie Gang said, smiling.0

“That abominable brat, I’ll go kill him now!”...0