The journey was silent until six in the evening when Chen Fan finally reached Biancheng.
They didn't drive directly into Biancheng, but stopped at a point five li away.
"You stay here. If you notice anything amiss, drive to seek reinforcements elsewhere. Don't act rashly!"
Chen Fan said to the soldier, then walked towards Biancheng step by step.
...
The Grand Altar of Biancheng.
At this moment, the altar was filled with a terrifying smell of blood, the entire space exuding a nauseating aura.
Su Yingxia was still immobilized, her body maintaining its state from the previous night. Yet, strangely, her bodily functions had not weakened, always maintaining a balance.
This was because the Grand Shaman of the altar would periodically infuse power into her body, allowing it to continue functioning.
"Grand Shaman, my children have spotted Chen Fan. What shall we do?"
The shamans looked at the old man in black seated at the head, their eyes filled with surprise.
They had notified Chen Fan in the morning, and he had arrived in the afternoon. He seemed to possess some ability.
"Let him feel the might of our tribe. I wish to see what is so special about this person," the old man's voice was chilling, causing the shamans to tremble slightly.
It appeared that the death of Sanren had greatly affected the Grand Shaman, as he now wished to keep Chen Fan for longer, just to make him experience suffering.
It was known that the people of the E'er tribe had a certain understanding of poison and sorcery. Ordinary people who dared to interact with them would die without a trace.
As members of the E'er tribe, upon reaching adulthood, they underwent a ritualistic baptism. Otherwise, they could not become shamans and learn powerful arts.
This coming-of-age baptism was terrifying for any member of the tribe. Precisely because of this, every member of the E'er tribe was an excellent warrior, far superior to ordinary people.
Although Chen Fan was powerful, even gaining the upper hand and achieving final victory when targeting Zone 13,
they believed that as long as Chen Fan dared to enter their territory, he would be attacked. He would be dealt with without them even needing to act.
The Grand Shaman intended to deal with Chen Fan sooner or later, obtain the divine artifact from him, and then sacrifice Su Yingxia. Driven by both, they would eventually summon the god of the Xue'wu clan.
Chen Fan's fate was predictable. However, before reaching that conclusion, the Grand Shaman wanted Chen Fan to endure immense torment.
This was done for one reason: to avenge Sanren.
Although Su Yingxia's bodily functions were fine, she could not hear what the shamans were discussing. Or rather, the Grand Shaman had deliberately sealed her hearing and sight.
"Let Ti Lang and the others make their move first!"
Upon receiving the order, the black-clothed shamans immediately headed towards Ti Lang's residence. With the elders taking action, there would surely be no problem.
Soon, they arrived at Ti Lang's residence and informed him of the Grand Shaman's decision.
"Heh heh, I guarantee he will try every secret technique of our tribe and experience what pain is!"
...
Chen Fan had intended to wait until nightfall before entering Biancheng to investigate this so-called E'er tribe.
However, before he could make any move, he noticed a large number of venomous snakes approaching him.
Quite interesting!
Chen Fan had encountered many enemies capable of controlling venomous snakes. He wondered how much trouble these people could cause him this time.
"Hiss hiss..."
Many venomous snakes reared their heads, flicking their tongues and advancing towards Chen Fan. A foul,腥 wind permeated the air.
If it weren't for the critical situation, Chen Fan wouldn't have minded collecting materials from these snakes.
Whether for soaking in wine or for making soup, they would undoubtedly be excellent.
What a pity!
A cold glint flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. He gripped the Tian Cong Yun Sword and slashed outwards.
A beam of white light shot out.
"Pfft..."
With continuous sounds, the venomous snakes, before they could even use their abilities, were sliced in half by the white light. Their bodies twitched on the ground for a moment before becoming completely still.
"Chirp chirp..."
Another sound arose, and Chen Fan's gaze turned even colder.
It turned out to be dense swarms of rats, like a plague of locusts, surging towards him.
These rats were different from ordinary ones. Their bodies were larger than normal, and each rat's eyes glowed red, as if possessed.
"Slash!"
Chen Fan snorted coldly and swung his sword again.
An even larger beam of white light emanated outwards, spreading like ripples on water, layer by layer.
But these ripples carried a terrifying destructive power. Everywhere they passed, both venomous snakes and rats were slain, none escaping.
With just two swings, Chen Fan was surrounded by countless snake and rat corpses. But these creatures seemed fearless of death and continued to approach him, with some venomous snakes even spitting venomous mist at him.
Chen Fan remained unfazed. The Tian Cong Yun Sword in his hand glowed, and he plunged it into the ground. Wherever the light reached, it transformed into endless blades, exterminating all approaching creatures.
Not only that, Chen Fan formed hand seals, and a faint red light emanated from his body, enveloping him like a large bell. No poisonous mist could penetrate this light barrier.
"Damn it!"
An extremely cold voice rang out.
Chen Fan looked over and saw three men dressed in black, wielding strange scythes, appearing around him and encircling him.