Lin Fan took the initiative to leave. Of course, Immortal Ling had thought of inviting him to go together, but she was politely declined by Lin Fan. His current identity was relatively sensitive, and letting others know about his presence prematurely was not a good idea.
"What exactly is his cultivation level?" Immortal Ling asked.
The old man replied respectfully, "Miss, if my guess is correct, his cultivation level has already reached the Immortal King Realm, and he is stronger than any Immortal King."
When these words were spoken.
Not only did Immortal Ling reveal a surprised expression, but even the immortal who protected her showed a look of shock.
Indeed, it was hard to notice.
Being so young yet having such cultivation—it was terrifying beyond measure. However, on careful thought, it made sense. He cultivated the Forbidden System of the Immortal Realm and was hunted by ancient Immortal Emperor overlords. Without extraordinary abilities, he wouldn’t have survived until now.
The old man said again, "Even I, an old man, am no match for him."
Immortal Ling was well aware of this old man’s strength. Within the Immortal King Realm, he was considered exceptionally powerful. Now he said he couldn’t rival Lin Fan, which meant Lin Fan’s power was beyond imagination.
The venue for the Hundred Pride Gathering was in an ancient locale.
This place was not occupied by any force.
Nor did any force dare to occupy it.
Once, when Immortal Venerables appeared in the Immortal Realm, many Immortal Venerables emerged from this location, which granted the Hundred Pride Gathering a renowned reputation. Even some current Immortal Emperors had attended the gathering in their youth and won first place.
"Indeed, there are many powerful individuals here."
Lin Fan hid his aura. Even though he hadn’t seen anyone yet, he could already sense the presence of these strong individuals. None of them concealed their aura—it was clear they wanted their existence known far and wide.
After all, they were heaven’s chosen.
They still had to show off.
Trying to show off at the Hundred Pride Gathering was costly. Without sufficient strength, it was simply impossible.
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The gathering had already attracted a large crowd.
Meanwhile, there were a few immortals selling treasures at makeshift stalls, hoping their items would appeal to the heaven’s chosen here. If such treasures were picked, they could earn a fortune.
After all, heaven’s chosen who came here were never short of money.
At this moment, Lin Fan adjusted his hat to cover his face, avoiding being recognized. Looking around, he spotted several familiar faces.
Such as the War King, who had been beaten up by Lin Fan numerous times in the past, was also present.
Currently, the War King was chatting enthusiastically with several heaven’s chosen. His brow brimmed with pride, evidently forgetting the pain Lin Fan had once taught him due to a prolonged lack of "education."
Of course, his loyal follower Wang Jun was accompanying him.
Even though they had once fallen out slightly.
It couldn’t stop Wang Jun from clinging fervently to the War King.
"Haha, for this Hundred Pride Gathering, I still wonder who will ultimately take first place!" The War King laughed. He was very aware of his abilities; strong, yes—very strong; but, faced with so many heaven’s chosen, he knew he was ultimately somewhat inadequate.
Wang Jun responded, "If Brother Zhan performs well, there’s definitely hope!"
The War King waved his hand dismissively, "Brother Wang, don’t exaggerate. I know my own strength. In my opinion, the Heavenly Court Young Emperor has the greatest chance."
"Brother Zhan, why be so modest? Your strength is formidable, your progress rapid, and you’ve even obtained an extraordinary Supreme Treasure," Wang Jun praised the War King relentlessly.
The flattery made the War King a bit smug. His gaze toward Wang Jun seemed to say, "Ah, you really understand me."
The War King felt as though someone was watching him. He looked up but couldn’t find anyone, thinking that perhaps someone had noticed his good looks and was secretly admiring him.
He was a heaven’s chosen, after all. Even if he couldn’t compare to the top-tier heaven’s chosen, he wasn’t weak either.
"This guy actually obtained opportunities and even acquired a Supreme Treasure? Now that’s interesting." Lin Fan had long listened to their conversation. He thought the War King would remain pathetic forever but was surprised to find him resilient, advancing rapidly in strength and even acquiring several opportunities.
This kind of spirited determination was truly admirable.
From the distant horizon, purple qi swept over, covering thousands of miles, shocking everyone and drawing exclamations.
"Incredible! Purple Qi comes from the east, covering thousands of miles—Purple Saint has arrived."
"Compared to a while ago, his mana is even more abundant. Everyone says Purple Saint is the reincarnation of an ancient Immortal Emperor. Looking at him now, this claim is most likely true. Otherwise, how could he be improving so quickly?"
"Such abundant mana, such astonishing Divine Skills."
The entrance of heaven’s chosen was always domineering.
It had to be stylish and draw awe from everyone, for only then could their high status be demonstrated.
Lin Fan gazed at the distant scene.
"Not bad, a cultivation level at the Immortal Realm—an impressive heaven’s chosen indeed."
He didn’t give such realms a second thought.
More heaven’s chosen arrived, all heirs to ancient Sacred Lands—some wearing smiles, others proud and aloof. Regardless of their expressions, the palpable arrogance of being from ancient Sacred Lands was something anyone could sense.
Lin Fan continued searching for familiar faces.
The Heavenly Court Young Emperor had yet to arrive.
Nor had Left Immortal appeared.
These two were quite formidable heaven’s chosen he had encountered in the past, especially Left Immortal, who had left a profound impression on him.
A vast, bell-like sound rang out, the echo reverberating within the soul as if chaos was splitting open, stirring the hearts of everyone present.
And it wasn’t an ordinary treasure.
"Unbelievable—the Ancient Bell, once forged by an Immortal Venerable, still holds such terrifying power. Back when I was weaker, hearing its resounding echoes felt like my soul might burst out. Even now, the sensation remains the same."
"Of course. This Ancient Bell has existed for tens of thousands of years. Back when that Immortal Venerable was yet to achieve his title, he was saved here thanks to the bell. After attaining Immortal Venerable status, he deliberately returned to refine it. Ordinary people cannot endure its effects."
Several immortals exchanged conversations.
They generously narrated the origin of the Ancient Bell.
A figure descended from the sky. It was an old man, who glanced warmly at the crowd and said:
"The Hundred Pride Gathering has passed through millennia, producing countless figures of unparalleled brilliance. Today, the gathering officially begins. The one who claims first place will be rewarded with a Tao Level Divine Power passed down by an Immortal Emperor."
Countless people were astonished.
A Tao Level Divine Power inherited from an Immortal Emperor.
That was certainly extraordinary.
Even some heaven’s chosen from ancient Sacred Lands showed a bit of eagerness.
This wasn’t the ultimate reward.
In previous years, the grandest reward had always been the chance to personally experience the path of an Immortal Emperor’s ascension.
To retrace the Immortal Emperor’s journey.
Laying the foundation for future growth.
This was the reward that everyone went mad for.