You were given a chance but you didn't cherish it, so don't blame me.
A punch, and the iron sword shattered.
The earth rumbled, as if a peerless fierce beast was about to emerge.
"Boom."
It emerged.
A frost giant appeared.
Yes, the earth had turned to frost.
The frost giant raised its hand and slammed down with all its might.
"Ah…"
A scream echoed.
The cold-faced man was utterly crushed, with no power to retaliate.
Behind him, Pang Tong was utterly shocked, and at the same time… a trace of fear.
Gulp.
The sound of swallowing echoed with a trembling voice: "Trouble… trouble has been caused…"
Pang Tong was afraid.
This was Snow City.
Before him stood the supreme Piaoxue Pavilion, and he was killing people from Piaoxue Pavilion in front of their very gate.
This was a grave offense.
The divine ability retracted, Chen Fan glanced at the burly man beside him: "Scared?"
Pang Tong: "…"
Was he scared?
Yes, he was.
In Snow City, no one wasn't afraid of Piaoxue Pavilion.
Chen Fan saw Pang Tong's fear and smiled indifferently: "If you're scared, you can leave now."
Choices were important.
He was giving him a choice now, and it was up to him whether he could seize it.
"Really?"
Joy appeared on Pang Tong's face, but it was quickly replaced by bitterness: "Can I still leave?"
After speaking, he gritted his teeth and said: "Since it's come to this, even if I die, I'll accept it. What's death? Let's go…"
"Decided?"
"Mm."
"Alright, let's go then."
It was good to have a choice: "Then let's go and see this dragon's den."
"Let's go."
Pang Tong also threw caution to the wind.
"Haha."
Chen Fan laughed heartily and strode forward.
"Wah."
Perhaps his laughter was too loud and disturbed the infant in his arms.
Cries echoed, causing a slight irritation.
"This is…"
Pang Tong only then noticed the infant in Chen Fan's arms: "Is this your child?"
His imagination was quite vivid, Chen Fan was speechless.
Without answering Pang Tong's question, Chen Fan walked briskly, stepping over the body suppressed on the ground.
The man was already dead.
The moment the man revealed his killing intent, his fate was sealed.
After walking through the last street, Piaoxue Pavilion finally revealed itself completely to Chen Fan.
A seven-story building, as if hidden in the swirling snow, the dreamlike snowflakes seemed to divide the world into two.
The space where Piaoxue Pavilion was located was surprisingly vast.
It didn't look like a building in a city at all, more like a Sumeru world standing on a snowy mountain.
"Is this the power of the immortal realm?" Chen Fan felt a sense of awe.
He had been to the Boundless Fire Domain but had not seen its full extent.
And now, looking at this hidden Sumeru world, he was shocked by the power of this world.
Piaoxue Pavilion alone was larger and more magnificent than all the super forces in Damilia.
"How do we get in?" Chen Fan asked.
This was clearly an independently existing small world that required a special method to enter.
Pang Tong looked at Chen Fan with an expression that said, "How would I know?"
Chen Fan: "…"
So, this guy could only lead the way.
He reached out and touched it, ripples spreading like water.
Fortunately, there was no sense of danger.
Closing his eyes, his divine consciousness surged out, covering the entire area.
In the snowstorm, there was a great formation.
After a moment, Chen Fan opened his eyes and withdrew his arm.
He hadn't found a way in.
Nor had he found any formation nodes.
Next, there was only one method left.
"Cough cough."
He cleared his throat: "Is anyone home?"
His voice had extreme penetration, seeping into the great formation.
Pang Tong beside him was stunned.
This works too?
This seemed like a way of greeting when visiting someone's home.
"Is anyone home… anyone home… home… me…" The voice echoed, spreading to every corner of Piaoxue Pavilion.
"Buzz."
Within the barrier, a powerful aura slowly rose.
Like a slumbering dragon awakening.
The moment its eyes opened, heaven and earth trembled.
"Presumptuous."
A reprimand with powerful offensive force echoed.
It was like a lion's roar, a sonic attack.
The penetrating voice drilled into Chen Fan's mind, threatening to shatter his mental world.
He attacked right from the start.
Chen Fan's expression tensed: "You're the presumptuous one, scram."
His voice was like thunder.
The sonic attack was immediately blasted apart.
At the same time, Chen Fan's counterattack arrived.
"Buzz."
The power of the Great Dao of Rules descended.
Mimicry.
He directly stripped away the opponent's sonic attack and sent it back: "Go."
"Ah…"
A shrill scream echoed.
"Hmph."
A cold snort followed, reaching into the barrier: "I intended to talk peacefully, but since your Piaoxue Pavilion is so overbearing, don't blame me…"
Clang.
A sword's hum sounded.
With the Sky-Crossing Cloud Sword in hand, no formation could stop him.
One sword, cleaving the heavens.
With a roar, the covering formation was torn open by a huge rift.
Instantly, dense heaven and earth spiritual energy spread out.
"No."
Chen Fan's pupils contracted.
It wasn't heaven and earth spiritual energy, but… immortal energy.
The immortal energy had dispersed from the immortal gate that day, and being nourished by immortal energy for a long time, he had developed an unconscious favor towards it.
Chen Fan had only been in the immortal realm for a short time, but he knew that spiritual energy was common, while immortal energy was exclusive to certain powers.
Most people didn't even have the qualification to touch immortal energy.
The Boundless Fire Domain didn't even have immortal energy.
Yet Piaoxue Pavilion did.
What did immortal energy represent?
Immortal energy emerged right away, but Chen Fan directly shielded himself from it.
He would not absorb immortal energy.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The moment the barrier was torn open, countless powerful auras erupted from the depths of the barrier.
Each aura was more powerful than the last.
A strong enemy had invaded, and all the powerful beings of Piaoxue Pavilion were awakening.
"He who dares to break the protective mountain formation of Piaoxue Pavilion shall be executed." A cold voice echoed through heaven and earth.
Then, more and more powerful beings began to awaken.
"Esteemed seniors."
Suddenly, a clear and melodious voice interrupted the awakening auras: "Please do not awaken for now. Allow this junior to investigate. If it is truly a strong enemy, you may awaken then."
Awakening was not a simple matter.
"Very well."
No one wanted to awaken if they could avoid it.
Because awakening meant touching death.
Some had lived too long, their bodies already decayed.
A figure descended from the sky, with veils like flowing water, washing down from the heavens, dozens of meters long, like a cascading waterfall of clouds.
A green silk robe carrying a wispy immortal aura appeared before Chen Fan's eyes.
"Mr. Han Ye."
One sentence revealed Chen Fan's identity.
There was no concealment, as if telling Chen Fan, "I know your origin."
Chen Fan muttered internally… You know nothing.
But he couldn't deny it now. He nodded calmly and said solemnly, "May I ask if you are the Pavilion Master of Piaoxue Pavilion?"
"Mr. Han Ye."
The woman said calmly: "Piaoxue Pavilion has been inhospitable. Please, Mr. Han Ye, come inside for a talk."
Chen Fan: "???"
Are we having a conversation?
Is this how you talk, answering a question with a question?