Looking at Dora's shocked face, Xu Fan calmly said, "Lord Dora, nothing is impossible. This world is far larger than you imagine!"
Lord Dora, the way Xu Fan addressed her, had already exposed Dora's identity! The Dora targeted and rejected by the Blood Clan was never part of the Blood Clan but belonged to the Forces of Light!
Dora's entire body trembled, gazing at Xu Fan with eyes full of awe!
Despite infinitely overestimating Xu Fan and placing him in a high position, Dora never thought the secret that had eluded everyone in the Dark Council was discerned by Xu Fan with a single glance!
This world is far larger than you imagine!
This phrase was like a hamr, fiercely striking Dora's heart!
How large is this world? Beneath the Thirty-Three Heavens lie countless intersecting realms! Above the Thirty-Three Heavens lies a vast world seemingly without borders, known as the Upper Realm!
What is hidden among the countless unknown realms? What lies beyond the Upper Realm?
No one knows!
Xu Fan's words were too easily thought-provoking! Instantly, Dora's evaluation of Xu Fan rose infinitely once more!
Dora had no idea that Xu Fan discerned her identity because he had previously encountered Arthur; the deep-seated aura from Dora's bones was strikingly similar to Arthur's!
Dora also didn't know that Xu Fan spoke those thought-provoking words because he had completed his mission with the Dark Council and was now focusing on the Forces of Light.
To make the Forces of Light believe that he had a formidable background behind him, he needed a point of entry. Xu Fan couldn't just randomly approach the Forces of Light and tell their Pope about his terrifying background, right?
Without a doubt, Dora was the perfect entry point.
Everything was already inevitable.
...
In a concealed forest, a black-robed old man sat cross-legged, with pain occasionally flashing across his face.
Before Xu Fan truly exerted his strength, the black-robed old man thought Xu Fan had rely taken advantage of surprise. When facing Xu Fan again, he believed he might still have a chance to win. However, when Xu Fan unleashed his full power without reservation, the black-robed old man realized how terrifying Xu Fan was. If he hadn't fled quickly, he would've been finished there!
Although he escaped, the black-robed old man was heavily injured. One arm was shattered, and his chest was marked by a grueso bloody hole, an appalling sight.
As the Speaker of the Dark Council, the black-robed old man naturally has healing dicines, so he wasn't worried about these injuries; what truly troubled him was Xu Fan's eyes.
Despite escaping from Xu Fan, the black-robed old man could still clearly feel the chill in Xu Fan's gaze. He had a premonition that Xu Fan would never let him off easily!
Whoosh!
A sudden gust of wind blew through, making the black-robed old man shiver, quickly getting up with a respectful deanor.
Behind him, a person enshrouded in a sinister black aura had appeared without him knowing. The aura lingered and didn't disperse, and the black-robed old man couldn't even distinguish whether the person was male or female, fat or thin. But he knew that this was soone he absolutely couldn't provoke.
Because this person ca from a place, the Upper Realm!
"What happened?" Seeing the black-robed old man's miserable appearance, the person in the black aura montarily froze before casually asking, directly getting to the point, "How is the task I assigned you going?"
The black-robed old man bowed respectfully, "Lord Monarch Envoy, I did my best and obtained so clues and intelligence, but that Xu Fan is extrely difficult. My injuries all ca from Xu Fan's hands."
"Oh?" The Monarch Envoy's eyes seed to light up, directly ignoring the latter half of the black-robed old man's statent, and asked eagerly, "What clues did you collect? Are they reliable?"
The black-robed old man felt a pang of sorrow, realizing he couldn't rely on the Upper Realm to avenge him. As for relying on his own strength, it was almost impossible!
Despite feeling inward sorrow, he dared not reveal anything on his face, "The information was coaxed from that Xu Fan, so it should be reliable."
The Monarch Envoy was already impatient, urging, "What information, hurry and say it!"
"Xu Fan is indeed soone Li Long introduced, and it's highly possible he's Li Long's descendant! Li Long might not have fully restored his strength yet, or perhaps he has, preparing for this millennium opportunity."
"Li Long wants to intervene in this millennium opportunity? Are you sure?" The black-robed old man's words changed the Monarch Envoy's tone, revealing his intense excitent, "No wonder! It seems Li Long understands that even if he restores his strength, seeking revenge against the four Immortal Emperors at this mont is aningless. Wanting to participate in the millennium opportunity, Li Long indeed cannot resist solitude!"
The Monarch Envoy muttered excitedly, while the black-robed old man silently prayed, hoping his speculations were accurate; otherwise, should any misunderstanding arise, not even a thousand deaths would atone for him.
"By the way, what did you say earlier? That Xu Fan is likely Li Long's descendant?" Suddenly, the Monarch Envoy seed to realize sothing, quickly questioning the black-robed old man.
"Highly possible! Lord Monarch Envoy, to be truthful, my injuries were the result of fighting Xu Fan to verify my suspicions." The black-robed old man subtly described his difficulties in obtaining intelligence.
But upon seeing the Monarch Envoy show no acknowledgent, not even a single comforting word, he wisely abandoned his prepared touching speech and succinctly said, "During the battle, I was completely sure I sensed a pressure from Xu Fan that made souls tremble; that pressure seed to be Dragon Might!"
This ti, the Monarch Envoy was not extrely excited but instead sank into prolonged silence.
Instantly, the atmosphere beca terribly oppressive.
The black-robed old man was anxious, fearing he misspoke yet daring not to speak, feeling regretful for provoking Xu Fan.
Had he known the level Xu Fan was involved in was so terrifying, the black-robed old man would rather abandon his position as Speaker and deliberately inflict serious injury upon himself, just to reject the Upper Realm's mission and stay far away from Xu Fan!
Just as the black-robed old man felt the atmosphere had reached its peak of oppression, choking him as if his throat was being tightly gripped, preventing him from breathing, the Monarch Envoy finally spoke.
Yet, the Monarch Envoy's words made the black-robed old man's already cold heart turn even colder, "Keep an eye on Xu Fan! At all costs! Report every move and word of his to imdiately!"
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