The Sword Master had assumed these people were Chen Fan's trouble.
Chen Fan chuckled, "Trouble is abundant, but these individuals are not worthy of being my enemies."
Utter contempt.
Not worthy.
In Chen Fan's eyes, the figures lurking around possessed no qualifications to be his adversaries.
Upon hearing this, many faces immediately darkened, their hearts filled with displeasure.
"So arrogant."
"Someone from the Tenth Land is being arrogant in the Ninth Land..."
"I can't stand him..."
"Shall we join forces and take him down?"
"Good..."
"..."
The hidden group around them conferred in whispers.
The words spoken were harsh, yet no one made a move.
It was as if their pronouncements alone had already killed him.
"..."
Silence fell again.
The desire to kill him was real, but so was the fear of acting.
A jest, who would dare act rashly?
Their speaking was merely to incite others to a suicidal attack, thereby reducing their rivals in the Fate Realm and indirectly benefiting themselves.
Indeed, excellent.
Yet, a full quarter of an hour passed without anyone making a move.
"Damn it."
An Emperor who had just entered the Eighth Tier cursed.
Everyone understood each other's intentions, but... no one moved.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan and the Sword Master had met.
"Indeed."
The Sword Master agreed with Chen Fan's statement, "These individuals are truly unworthy of being your opponents, City Lord Chen."
The crowd: "???"
They felt insulted.
This was followed by another wave of angry pronouncements amongst themselves.
"Slay him."
"Let's attack together..."
"We absolutely cannot let them look down on our Ninth Land..."
"..."
Shouts erupted in succession.
Then... silence fell again.
No one acted.
Beyond mere bluster, no one moved.
"What do you need me for?" the Sword Master asked directly.
Coming here was certainly not for leisure.
There must be a reason.
"It's like this..."
There was no need to hide anything from the Sword Master.
Chen Fan recounted the entire ordeal, including the dangers he was about to face, to the Sword Master.
"Order Heavenly Strategy?"
The Sword Master smiled, "During my time in the Five Elements Realm, I did indeed hear of this treasure. Tsk, tsk... I never expected the Lord of Light to have found its trace."
"Mm."
Chen Fan nodded, "Two Ninth Tier experts will also be coming. Although the Lord of Light said they would contend amongst themselves, I do not trust them, so I could only summon you."
The Sword Master nodded and said no more.
"Everyone."
At this moment, Di Zang emerged from the Fate Realm and approached.
Seeing him come over, Chen Fan began to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Daoist Di Zang."
If not for Di Zang's help, it was uncertain whether he could have found the Sword Master, let alone secured his assistance.
"You are too kind, City Lord Chen."
Di Zang was humble, his tone gentle, "It is my honor to be able to assist the City Lord."
"..."
Chen Fan fell silent.
After a moment, he chuckled, "Daoist Di Zang, your situation seems to be in some trouble. Do you require my assistance?"
Since Di Zang had helped, Chen Fan didn't mind returning the favor.
A small matter.
Di Zang's eyes brightened, and a hint of gratitude entered his gaze towards Chen Fan.
Indeed, his purpose in coming was this very matter.
Currently, too many people were lurking outside the Fate Realm, their intentions ominous. Because of Chen Fan's presence, these individuals had not yet acted, but once he left, the Fate Realm would be in danger.
To avert this crisis, Di Zang had to seek external aid.
Chen Fan was the only external help he could find.
"City Lord Chen."
This time, Di Zang bowed deeply to him, his voice filled with emotion, "It is my honor to receive your assistance."
This was his sole objective in coming.
"Mm."
Chen Fan didn't say much more.
He raised his hand and grabbed...
Clang.
The Amakusa Sword appeared. "Slay..."
He acted immediately upon offering help, without the slightest hesitation.
The Sword of Life and Death, striking down the unseen.
A tremendous roar echoed through the heavens and earth. In the distance, a hidden Eighth Tier expert's face contorted in alarm.
"Not good."
He felt an immeasurable killing intent.
Boom.
In the next instant, his figure shot into the sky.
A colossal silver cauldron materialized amidst the chaos, suppressing heaven and earth. A terrified voice rang out: 'City Lord Chen, I have not offended you...'
Pfft.
Beneath the Sword of Life and Death, the silver cauldron was instantly cleaved apart.
Without any delay.
The Way of the Cauldron was shattered.
A colossal sound erupted, the Great Dao of the silver cauldron crumbled, and the Eighth Tier Emperor behind it perished directly.
Eighth Tier, fallen.
One sword, one kill.
As equals in the Eighth Tier, before Chen Fan, killing these individuals was as simple as crushing an ant.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
In an instant, the powerful figures hidden around the Fate Realm, like startled birds, rapidly fled.
Run!
The God of Slaughter had acted.
Before Chen Fan, these individuals were mere ants.
Screams of terror, sharp and piercing, shot out in all directions as they fled.
"I offer you a warning."
Chen Fan's voice echoed in the ears of the fleeing crowd, "Do not set your sights on the Fate Realm, or... I will return to personally slay you. Do not think of escaping; you cannot."
His voice was chilling, reverberating through the heavens.
This was equivalent to guaranteeing the safety of the Fate Realm.
Boom.
No one responded; everyone was fleeing madly.
...
At the same time.
In a certain void in the Tenth Land.
Two statues opened their eyes from slumber.
In the next moment, the stone of the statues began to fall away, and the two individuals who had sealed themselves there for a million years calmly walked out.
"Hahaha."
Laughter echoed through the heavens.
Originally, there were three individuals here. After the Lord of Light departed, only these two remained.
The third person's pupils held a brilliant golden light.
The first person's form was ethereal.
"It is time to leave."
The first person spoke calmly, "Order Heavenly Strategy. I presume the Lord of Light is impatient and has been waiting for us to emerge from seclusion."
"Heh heh."
The third person's temperament was more lively, a smile appearing on his face, "Let's go, we cannot keep that fellow waiting too long."
"Go."
The two departed swiftly.
Their figures flashed across the sky above the Tenth Land.
Swish.
The Dragon King and the Yin Yang Dao Master simultaneously opened their eyes.
In their pupils, there was only shock.
"Ninth Tier?"
Both felt it.
That vast aura, like a torrential tide, could only belong to a Ninth Tier being.
And not just one, but two.
Two Ninth Tier experts, streaking across the sky of the Tenth Land, heading rapidly in the direction of the Ninth Land.
"What happened in the Ninth Land?" The eyes of the two overlords held unspeakable shock.
"Could it be City Lord Chen?"
"Highly possible."
The two conversed across the distance.
Highly possible.
The Ninth Land, and the Tenth Land, had remained unchanged for so many years. Yet, as soon as Chen Fan emerged, the Tenth Land underwent seismic shifts.
Now, two Ninth Tier experts were heading to the Ninth Land.
It was difficult not to suspect Chen Fan.
Boom.
In the next moment, the Dragon King rose.
His speed was paramount as he dashed towards the Ninth Land, "Yin Yang Dao Master, I'll go take a look..."
Currently, the Chaos Tribe lived well in the Tenth Land. Even if he didn't return, the Yin Yang Dao Master wouldn't do much.
The Chaos Tribe had a softening effect on chaotic energies.
This was the foundation of the Chaos Tribe's survival.