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Shocking all forces
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, the expressions of the people from Longhu Mountain were uncertain.
"The luck of Bei Han is truly terrifying!"
"Ye Fan has received the blessing of Bei Han's fortune, his future potential is enormous!"
"Do we still have hope now?"
"Back then, our ancestor Zhao Huangchao dreamed of killing him, which already created a grudge between us. Now that we have become complacent and closed off, he has risen step by step and is now almost trampling us under his feet!"
Seeing this, Zhao Xiyi kept muttering to himself…
He was in a very bad mood, extremely bad!
Even a powerful dynasty like the Zhao Dynasty perished at the hands of Ye Fan…
The four of them couldn't even stop Minister Nangong, let alone Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal World!
Now, with the blessing of the Northern Cold's fortune, Ye Fan's strength has increased to this level.
What should they do? Should they seek refuge or try to unite with other forces to resist the Martial Saint of the Human Realm? Otherwise, Longhu Mountain alone is no match for them…
"Everyone, what do you think?"
Finally, Zhao Xiyi looked up and asked.
He glanced around and found that everyone was silent, as if they were thinking about something or were afraid.
After all, Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, is too terrifying in strength. Even a powerful ancestor has fallen to him. What can they possibly use to fight against him?
.........
The residence of Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City…
"What? Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, has received the blessing of the Northern Cold's fortune and become even more terrifying?"
Wang Xianzhi suddenly stood up and exclaimed in surprise, "This can't be!"
The fact that Xu Xiao, the King of Northern Cold, has pledged allegiance to Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, is known to everyone in the martial arts world!
But there was no movement for a while. Suddenly, the Northern Cold King made a move. Could it be because Haotian went to find the Martial Saint Ye Fan, and the Northern Cold King still chose to stand behind the Martial Saint, bestowing the Northern Cold King's fortune upon Ye Fan in exchange for protection...
If that's really the case, then Ye Fan is truly too extraordinary.
Thinking of this, Wang Xianzhi frowned, her mind filled with complex emotions!
Ye Fan is at the height of his power, what should he do?
Although he had never seen a true Martial Saint in the mortal realm, his reputation remained intact. Now, Haotian's purpose in searching for a Martial Saint was shrouded in mystery; what did he intend to do?
"If I were Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, I would certainly not allow Haotian to act recklessly."
He must kill Haotian to ensure his own safety!
Wang Xianzhi pondered.
The martial arts saint Ye Fan's cultivation has greatly increased...
Haotian was right in front of her; all she had to do was make a move…
Wang Xianzhi was horrified. Haotian was the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao and an incomparably noble being. Who would dare to provoke him?
However, Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, has now been blessed with good fortune, making him no ordinary person.
If Haotian acts rashly again, it will surely result in a lose-lose situation.
Although Haotian is the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, she will have to pay a heavy price if she wants to deal with Ye Fan!
Wang Xianzhi was filled with emotion. Where exactly did his path lead? And how should he walk it? In truth, he had many concerns. Perhaps he should go out and explore…
It seems impossible to improve one's strength in this state!
…………
The Tang Sect disciples had not yet recovered from the shock of the Fishing Dao, and now they witnessed Ye Fan's strength greatly increase after obtaining the Northern Cold Luck.
This made their hearts pound, as if a giant hammer had struck their chests!
Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, has become so powerful that they feel breathless.
"So, just what level has his strength reached?"
Many people couldn't help but ask.
"this…"
These changes made them feel that their worldview had been overturned.
"How can this Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm be so terrifying?"
They were horrified.
"Do you think the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm will destroy our Tang Clan?!"
Some people spoke with trepidation.
"It shouldn't be that bad, after all, the Tang Clan has no grudge against him."
"Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm..."
"He's already an unparalleled prodigy. If we let him continue to grow like this, we..."
The Tang family patriarch expressed his concerns.
These words silenced everyone...
...............
Iron-Blooded Marquis of Dragon Guard Manor was utterly astonished. He never imagined that Ye Fan would receive the blessing of the Northern Cold's fortune, causing his strength to increase dramatically. It was simply unbelievable!
He took a deep breath, realizing that Ye Fan's immense power might pose a threat to the safety of the Ming Dynasty in the future...
Iron-Blooded Marquis took a deep breath, his gaze falling once more on Haotian's clean and pure face within the Chu Clan system, a faint smile appearing on his lips... as he looked down at Shangguan Haitang...
"Haitang, do you think the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm would accept our help if we offered it to him right now, when he is facing Haotian?"
Iron-Blooded Marquis looked at Shangguan Haitang beside him and asked...
Ye Fan obtained the Northern Cold Luck, and the Haotian Emperor possessed extraordinary strength. All of this forced the Iron-Blooded Marquis to take a stand.
"My lord, we cannot take the risk."
Shangguan Haitang frowned and shook her head.
This is a feud between Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, and the Jade Emperor. If one were to intervene, one might incur hostility from both sides, or even attacks from opposing forces.
"Ugh."
Iron-Blooded Marquis sighed. He knew he was overthinking things. Since Ye Fan was a Martial Saint among mortals, he was destined to be no ordinary person!
Even without their help, Haotian might not be able to do anything to Ye Fan.
Having thought this through, Iron-Blooded Marquis nodded, no longer hesitating…
He was well aware of this principle, so he didn't make a decision immediately; he just asked tentatively.
Not only the Dragon Guardian Manor, but even the Two Zen Temples are discussing Ye Fan's acquisition of the Northern Cold Qi...
Inside the Liangchan Temple, the monks sat cross-legged on prayer cushions, their hands clasped together, their expressions solemn and dignified.
"Amitabha…"
A soft chanting sounded, and an old monk stood up...
"Abbot!"
The other monks then spoke up.
This old monk was none other than Nagarjuna, the contemporary abbot of Liangchan Temple…
The monk Nagarjuna slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in them, like a blazing sun.
He exuded a profound sense of Zen...
"Abbot, what is your strength?"
Seeing him stand up, one of the disciples couldn't help but ask in confusion.
"hehe."
Nagarjuna smiled faintly, offering no explanation.
The disciples looked at each other, all guessing that the abbot might have broken through to a higher realm.
The monk Longshu did not explain, but simply said, "Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal Realm, has received the blessing of fortune, and his current strength is extraordinary."
All the disciples gasped upon hearing this…
Ye Fan, the Martial Saint of the Mortal World, has become a legend, revered by all.
Moreover, he also possesses the blessing of Bei Han's fortune, making him even more unfathomable.
"This Martial Saint Ye Fan is not to be trifled with!"
The disciples all spoke up, deeply shocked upon hearing the news.