Truth be told, Chen Fan wasn’t afraid of Zhao Jun. He was still no match for Zhao Jun; now that he was a Greater Legend, Zhao Jun would also find it impossible to kill him. His strength had risen sharply, and with Zhao Jun already injured, taking him down was out of the question. Chen Fan suggested a temporary truce because the remains were about to fully appear. If Zhao Jun forced a fight now, Chen Fan would be forced to retreat, giving up any chance at the treasures. Temporary truce? Zhao Jun looked at Chen Fan coldly. He laughed and ridiculed, “Little bastard, are you begging me now?” “Zhao Jun, you may be stronger, but you still couldn’t take me down a month ago when I was only at peak Lesser Legendary. Now I am a Greater Legend. If we fight, you’ll fail again.” Chen Fan said indifferently, “This truce isn’t because I’m scared of you. I just don’t want to waste time. The ruins are opening soon. If you insist on a fight, fine, I’ll walk away, but you can also forget about the treasures. I’m not that desperate for them. It’s your choice.” Zhao Jun slightly furrowed his brow. It was unfortunate, but Chen Fan was right. Relying on the Wings of Rain Dragon, Chen Fan was faster. Zhao Jun had failed to catch him a month ago; he had even less of a chance now. Still, yielding would bruise his pride. Zhao Jun moved in an instant, like the earth had shrunk beneath his feet, arriving in front of Chen Fan in a flash. His fingers were spread and curled like hooks as he struck with terrifying force. His attack pierced straight through Chen Fan’s head, yet no blood spilled. A moment later, Chen Fan reappeared a thousand meters away, staring at Zhao Jun with calm indifference. “I told you, you couldn’t catch me a month ago. Now, you’ve got even less of a chance.” Zhao Jun’s expression turned dark. Chen Fan was indeed faster. Worse yet, he hadn’t even used the Wings of Rain Dragon to dodge. He’d left behind an afterimage, tricking Zhao Jun cleanly. After a brief pause, Zhao Jun withdrew his killing intent. “Fine, count yourself lucky. If not for the imminent appearance of the immortal manor’s remains, today would have been your last!” Chen Fan smiled, neither denying nor agreeing. He had offered a truce earlier, but Zhao Jun insisted on attacking. Now humiliated in front of everyone, Zhao Jun had to rely on words to save face. Chen Fan saw through it but said nothing. Pushing too hard could backfire. If Zhao Jun truly lost control and gave up on the ruins just to chase him, Chen Fan would be the one losing out. Sun Hong’s trio swept over, their faces still showing lingering fear. “Sorry, I nearly got you guys involved,” Chen Fan apologized. They glanced between Chen Fan and Zhao Jun. The unspoken question hung in the air. Killing between fellow disciples? “It’s just a minor issue. Oh, and from here on, I won’t be going with. I tend to attract a lot of trouble. If I’m with you, I can’t guarantee you won’t get dragged into it.” The trio paused, then nodded. “Alright, then. Still, thank you so much for taking care of us along the way. We wouldn’t have made it here without you.” Though they had hesitated earlier in the face of danger, they couldn’t be blamed. Chen Fan had offended an Invincible Legend, someone close to the Void Immortal realm. Zhao Jun could kill them all with a single slap. “We were just cooperating.” Chen Fan waved his hand. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh... Time passed. More people broke through the mountain range and arrived. At a rough glance, there were about twenty to thirty thousand people. More than sixty percent of the people here were Greater Legends, thirty percent of them were in the Invincible Legendary realm, while Lesser Legends and Void Immortals accounted for the remaining ten percent. The phenomenon here had lasted for close to half a month. News had long spread, drawing cultivators even from beyond the Bone Demon Wasteland. Many Legends from the ten major immortal holy lands of the Imperial Supremacy Heavenly Domain, including the Apex Mystic Sect, Featherlight Sect, Nine Tranquility Pavilion, Boundless Sect, and Sword Reliance Sect, had rushed over. Alongside them came disciples from second-tier immortal sects, clans of Immortal Emperors and Kings, and a flood of rogue cultivators. Although the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor was only a very weak immortal sect during the Ancient Heavenly Court era, never even producing an Immortal King, the treasures it left behind weren’t appealing to Immortal Platform realm experts. But for Legendary realm martial artists, they were exactly what they needed. After all, their current goal was clear: ascend to immortality. “What’s going on? It’s been almost half a month. Why hasn't the passageway appeared yet? Are we just supposed to wait for treasures to spew out? If so, what’s left for us to fight over?” Another three days passed. Still, the remains showed no sign of revealing themselves. During this period, treasures spewed out two more times, but only Invincible Legends and Void Immortals made a move. Some Greater Legends couldn’t hold themselves back and made a move, but they just exploded, becoming a rain of blood and pieces of flesh. Despite the ongoing eruptions of treasure, the entrance to the ruins never appeared. Impatience began to grow. Still, more than anxiety, there was anticipation, tension building with each passing hour. Suddenly, a man in the Greater Legendary realm came up with a bold assumption. “I know, this place was destroyed by the hell demon clan. The people of the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor must have been full of grievances before their deaths. Perhaps a round of blood sacrifice is needed to open it.” The words dropped like a bomb. “This guy has a point. We’ve been waiting for half a month here, but the remains have shown no signs of appearing ever since the emergence of the phenomenon. Attacking the barrier did nothing. Is a round of blood sacrifice really necessary?” “Who cares whether it’s true or not? We’ll know after giving it a try. In any case, there are so many people here. We’re all competitors after going in. It’s the perfect excuse to thin the crowd.” “Alright, then let’s try a blood sacrifice.” Immediately, some Void Immortal realm experts struck brazenly. Original content can be found at novel~fire~net One of them even smashed the Greater Legend, who had voiced the blood sacrifice theory, into a mist of blood. He couldn’t even scream in time. In mere moments, the entire scene turned chaotic. With someone taking the lead, it set off a terrifying chain reaction. In an instant, everyone began attacking, regardless of cultivation level. No one dared to stay still. If you didn’t strike first, someone else would strike you. Everyone understood the simple rule: strike early and gain the advantage; hesitate, and you’re finished.