Fortunately, Han Ye was accustomed to the ignorance of the two.
In the city, the crowds surged.
Chen Fan felt as if he had returned to the wasteland.
As far as the eye could see, people and vehicles were constantly shuttling, and there were even traffic lights.
Both people and vehicles strictly observed traffic order, stopping at red lights and going at green lights.
Screech.
A super luxurious spiritual energy motorcycle stopped at a red light. The car window rolled down, revealing a handsome face.
In the passenger seat sat a beautiful woman with fair skin.
"This..."
Chen Fan was a little dazed: "Did we really return to the lower realm?"
He was curious.
Everything here was too familiar.
"Brother."
It was only when Pang Tong's voice rang out beside him.
His voice was filled with astonishment: "Look, a great beauty..."
Chen Fan: "..."
This guy was actually drooling.
"Alas."
Chen Fan rubbed his temples: "More uncivilized than me."
He felt his status was being challenged.
"Shh."
The man in the luxurious car whistled.
The woman in the passenger seat cooperatively pulled down her shoulder strap a little.
"Dada da."
Han Ye's figure passed by the two, ignoring their idiotic behavior.
"Alright."
Chen Fan came to his senses: "Stop being an idiot, let's go."
"Ah... Oh..." Pang Tong was a bit embarrassed.
"Hahaha."
Mocking laughter came from the car.
...
Han Ye seemed to have been to Mechanical City and led the two directly to the airship rental market.
"Rent an airship," Han Ye stated his purpose directly.
He was not one for wasted words.
A staff member in overalls immediately stepped forward: "Sir, hello, what type of airship do you wish to rent?"
"Just a fast one."
"All right."
The woman opened the tablet in her hand, which listed all the speed-type airships.
She handed the tablet to Han Ye: "Sir, if you only pursue speed, there are three types of airships for you to choose from. My recommendation is this Azure Needle, the latest speed airship from Mechanical City. Its only drawback is slightly weaker defense, but its speed is unparalleled..."
"This one then."
Han Ye made the decision directly: "Take us to the City of Freedom."
Escort us.
"All right."
The staff member smiled: "Please follow me to pay the fee."
...
A moment later.
"Whoosh."
A needle-shaped airship took off.
On the airship, Chen Fan and Pang Tong's faces were filled with curiosity.
As for Han Ye, he sat in his seat as usual, with a cold expression.
The airship traversed heaven and earth, instantly disappearing above Mechanical City.
The Azure Needle airship, flying at full speed, possessed the ability to traverse space, jumping continuously towards the City of Freedom.
"It will take three days for us to reach the City of Freedom," came the voice from the pilot.
However, after an hour.
"Beep beep beep."
An alarm suddenly sounded on the airship.
"What's going on?" Chen Fan asked, confused.
An alarm, why was there an alarm?
"Not good."
The pilot's voice was filled with panic: "There's an aerial blockade array set up here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Azure Needle airship lost control and began to fall downwards.
"Aerial blockade array?"
While Chen Fan and Pang Tong were bewildered, Han Ye's tone was grave: "There are no cities, sects, or other major powers nearby. Why would there be an aerial blockade array?"
"I don't know."
The pilot's voice was filled with anxiety: "It's no use. The Azure Needle is out of control and about to crash. I have to escape..."
Bang.
The pilot's body flew directly out of the Azure Needle.
At the same time, his figure quickly moved away.
The pilot was also a powerful cultivator.
Or rather, in the Immortal Realm, everyone was a cultivator, just at different levels.
The pilot, with his divine-level cultivation, fled.
As a pilot of many years, he had experienced many things.
In an instant, he determined that the aerial blockade array had been set up by someone.
For what purpose?
It certainly wasn't for the Azure Needle airship, nor for him. Then it could only be for the few people behind him...
The aerial blockade array was set up to intercept them.
Then...
"Bang."
Before the pilot could escape far, his body disintegrated.
No one could escape the aerial blockade array.
"Alas."
On the falling airship, Chen Fan sighed: "Here we go again."
Han Ye had already stood up, tore open the airship's wall with a raise of his hand, and stepped into the air, out of the airship.
Hovering in mid-air.
Chen Fan and Pang Tong did the same.
"Protect the infant."
Chen Fan's face was grave as he instructed Pang Tong.
He felt pressure.
The source of the pressure was unclear, but there was a force constantly agitating his emotions.
As if trying to ignite his emotions.
Pang Tong's eyes turned red, his emotions becoming chaotic, but he still nodded firmly: "Before I die, the infant will be safe."
Chen Fan nodded solemnly.
He turned, stood with Han Ye, and hovered in the void.
Both of their emotions were being agitated, waves of violent emotions surging within them.
"The Twelve Palaces."
Han Ye exhaled a breath of turbid air: "We had to face them eventually."
The words "Twelve Palaces" carried immense pressure.
This was a force that even the Emperor's Palace found troublesome.
"So..."
The violence in Chen Fan's eyes was already boiling: "We have to kill again."
"Buzz."
Space warped, and a group of black-clothed figures appeared.
These people all formed hand seals, manipulating the emotions within Chen Fan and Han Ye.
"The infant..."
Their target was the infant.
"Kill."
Han Ye struck first.
Darkness descended, shrouding heaven and earth.
This was the color of night, stripping away all color, leaving only darkness.
"Hiss."
A finger appeared.
With a light swipe, the darkness was torn open.
"Greed," a murmur sounded.
"Ah..."
Han Ye instantly fell into chaos.
The emotion of greed was amplified to its extreme, and he looked at the infant in Pang Tong's arms.
Pang Tong was still holding on because he was not the main target.
The troublesome Chen Fan and Han Ye were the ones the Twelve Palaces focused on.
As for Pang Tong, he was merely an afterthought.
"Heh heh."
Han Ye, controlled, let out a low, inhuman chuckle.
At the same time, a voice whispered in his ear: "Go, bring the infant here."
"Heh heh."
Han Ye did not move.
Because he was laughing, laughing ferociously.
"You want to control me?"
His pupils turned scarlet, and greed was suppressed by boundless bloody light: "Unfortunately, you chose the wrong path. How can my hatred be suppressed?"
"Kill."
Han Ye went mad.
Greed was suppressed by the will of revenge.
Rumble.
The domain of darkness descended again, instantly creating sonic booms.
The rumbling was endless, carrying boundless violent killing intent, and within the roaring, it blasted open the blockade of this heaven and earth.
"Kill, kill, kill."
Han Ye's killing intent was boundless, his hatred like the sea.
The booming sounds echoed through heaven and earth, transforming into a sea of killing intent, intending to destroy all of existence.
"How is this possible?"
The strong men of the Twelve Palaces were incredulous: "This person's heart hides a sea of hatred."
"Hahaha."
Han Ye laughed defiantly, his killing intent boundless: "Be destroyed, everything, all be destroyed, haha... Hahaha..."