Under Sun Hong’s lead, Chen Fan quickly arrived at the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor’s treasury. Hundreds of cultivators had already gathered nearby, their auras strong and oppressive, some were even at the Void Immortal level. They had also learned of the treasury but had no keys, so they could only stand guard outside, hoping to ambush those who emerged and seize their treasures. “So many people.” Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. With this crowd watching the entrance, slipping into the treasury wouldn’t be easy. If word got out that he held a key, the mob would pounce like sharks drawn to blood. The consequences were obvious. Chen Fan’s strength had soared; even Void Immortal-level experts didn’t intimidate him. But regardless of his power or the might of his Hegemonic Golden Body, facing a siege from hundreds, including ten or more Void Immortal experts, would still end in death. From his perception, those ten Void Immortals lurked like venomous snakes in the shadows, ready to strike the moment prey revealed itself. “So the news is everywhere.” Sun Hong’s expression was somewhat ugly. With so many eyes fixed on the treasury, sneaking in unnoticed seemed impossible. One misstep could mean instant death. Naturally, Sun Hong and Li Ling wanted to follow Chen Fan into the treasury to compete for treasures. Although he had promised them a share of the loot if he came out alive, they both knew the truth: Chen Fan would never hand over any of the real treasures; at best, they’d get a few low-grade scraps. In that case, it would be better if they went in themselves to fight for the treasures. No matter how it turns out in the end, they could accept the outcome, rather than pinning their hopes on others. Li Ling’s face turned slightly pale. “What do we do now? With so many people here, and even Void Immortals, once they find out we have the key, we’ll be swarmed and torn apart.” Chen Fan’s eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, “Stay calm, don’t be anxious. Rushing in now is suicide. We can’t withstand the attacks of so many people. Let’s quietly assess the situation first. Since there’s more than one key, others are bound to show up with theirs. When they do, and chaos breaks out, we’ll use that chance to slip in.” “There’s no other way.” Although Sun Hong and Li Ling felt the urgency, they also understood the gravity of the situation. Forcing their way through would mean certain death. All they could do was follow Chen Fan’s lead—wait, watch, and hope someone else revealed a key and triggered the crowd’s frenzy. Chen Fan gazed at the treasury. The so-called entrance was like a spatial crack. On both sides, powerful restraints laid by the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor pulsed with danger. If one tried to barge in without a key, the restraints would turn them into ash. Although the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor was a minor immortal sect during the Ancient Heavenly Court period, without a single Immortal King realm powerhouse, the strongest individuals entering it now were only at the Void Immortal level. The restraints here were linked to the manor’s treasury, drawing energy from it to sustain the formations. Even after millions of years, their power remained strong enough to kill low-level Immortal Platform cultivators. The crowd murmured openly, making no effort to hide their intentions. “Damn it, it’s already been three days since the first group entered the treasury. They’ve probably cleaned out all the treasures by now. Even if we get in, there’ll be nothing left.” “Hmph, once they come out, they’ll be like fat sheep. We’ll just rob them. They would have just worked for our benefit.” “Let’s just wait. Now, the news has spread far and wide. More people would rush here. No one wants to miss out on a mountain of gold and silver, even if it means resorting to plunder.” “I wonder if more will find a key?” “If someone finds the key, they will try to rush into the treasury. We can just steal their key and enter ourselves.” Chen Fan’s trio stood quietly in an inconspicuous corner, patiently waiting. About half a day later, a burst of powerful aura swept over from afar, startling the crowd present. One by one, their gazes snapped toward the source. In the sky, a group of figures flew swiftly toward them. The group’s aura was intimidating, as it had five or six Void Immortals and as many as ten Invincible Legendary realm figures. “Another group is coming. So powerful.” “Damn it, another powerful group has come again. It'll be even harder to grab anything later.” “Eh? It’s the Apex Mystic Sect and the Great Earth Sect’s people.” As they saw the new group, the crowd’s expressions grew increasingly vigilant. Naturally, Chen Fan’s trio also looked over. Then, Chen Fan saw an ‘old acquaintance’ among them: Murong Ting. Although he had severely injured Murong Ting back then, nearly killing him, the latter had a powerful backer, guarded by the will of an Immortal King. Ultimately, he barely escaped with his life. Judging by Murong Ting’s current aura, his injuries had fully healed. Chen Fan felt a strong urge to strike, but he knew doing so now would be suicide. At first, the crowd assumed the Apex Mystic Sect and Great Earth Sect were simply here to wait and watch. Unexpectedly, they suddenly charged toward the spatial crack in the treasury. Someone roared in an instant, “Not good, they have a key. Stop them.” The crowd quickly came back to their senses. Their gazes were like that of a pack of hungry wolves, raining attacks upon the people of the Apex Mystic Sect and the Great Earth Sect. “Get lost, all of you!” “You’re courting death!” The people of the Apex Mystic Sect and the Great Earth Sect were enraged. Murderous qi swept out from them as they struck out to defend themselves. Chen Fan’s trio narrowed their eyes. Their chance had come! “Get ready, when I say charge, rush into the entrance with all you’ve got. Ignore everything else!” Chen Fan sent voice transmissions to Sun Hong and Li Ling. Though he would’ve preferred they stay out, it was clear they wanted to enter and fight for the treasures too. Chen Fan didn’t argue.