Seeing this scene, Chen Yun felt a chill on his spine. After forcing out a smile in response, he ignored Dong Xuaner's surprised expression when she saw him, but turned around and strode into the huge palace.

He didn't want to have anything to do with such an old monster.

"Why, do you know that guy? Your heartbeat was obviously much faster just now."

The young man who was walking leisurely towards the palace gate, when he saw Chen Yun disappear, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He turned around and asked Dong Xuaner behind him indifferently.

"That person is an old friend who shared hardships with me in the past. I haven't seen him for many years. I was naturally a little surprised when I met him unexpectedly just now." Dong Xuan'er answered calmly with a puzzled look on her face.

"Old friend? That cultivator who is at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage is actually qualified to participate in today's gathering. He looks incredibly young. He must be the Luoyun Sect elder who has been in the limelight recently. It is said that his surname is also Chen, and his name is quite similar to the person you mentioned. Could it be this person?"

Although Yunlu Old Demon heard Dong Xuan'er's ambiguous response, he did not show any anger, but continued to ask calmly. It seemed that there was some special connection between him and Dong Xuan'er.

When Dong Xuaner heard the old demon's question, her face turned slightly pale, but she remained silent and said nothing.

A cold light flashed in the old demon Yunlu's eyes, and he snorted coldly and stopped asking questions, but a hint of gloom flashed across his brows.

When the old demon led Dong Xuan'er to the entrance of the hall, the Jindan-stage cultivators who were guarding the hall were all trembling with fear. They only asked a few questions and then quickly let her go. However, Dong Xuan'er could not enter the hall and could only be led by a cultivator to a side hall to rest temporarily.

After Chen Yun stepped into the palace gate, he soon saw the entrance to the main hall, so he quickened his pace and walked forward.

The layout of the hall was simple and clear. In addition to rows of tall stone pillars, there were about sixteen or seventeen intricately carved wooden chairs placed every few feet in the central open area.

Sitting scattered on these wooden chairs were seven or eight monks with different expressions.

As soon as Chen Yun appeared, some people glanced at him coldly, some ignored him, and some closed their eyes to rest, completely ignoring the existence of others.

However, after seeing Chen Yun, one of them smiled friendly and waved to him:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, your retreat has finally come to an end. If you don't mind, please sit next to me."

This person is none other than the leader of the Tiandao League, Long Han of the Luanming Sect.

"Thank you, Brother Long, for your kindness!"

Chen Yun did not refuse and sat down on a wooden chair on his right. After a brief observation, he found that the monks present were all thinking about something, so he sat there quietly without saying anything.

A moment later, the figure of the old demon Yunlu also appeared at the entrance.

He took in everyone in the hall, a sneer appeared on his lips, he walked to an empty wooden chair and sat down with confidence.

Not far from where he sat, there happened to be an old man in a blue robe, holding a small emerald green pot in one hand and a white jade wine glass in the other, tasting the fine wine and delicacies alone.

As the old demon Yunlu approached, a strong scent of powder immediately filled the air, causing the old man to frown and glare at the old demon, feeling secretly displeased in his heart.

The old demon Yunlu didn't care about the old man's dissatisfaction at all. Instead, his eyes flickered and finally fell on Chen Yun who was diagonally opposite him, and he looked at him with interest again.

At this moment, Chen Yun was also on pins and needles.

He frowned and simply closed his eyes, his face expressionless. However, deep in his heart, he began to think about the complicated relationship between Yunlu Old Demon and Dong Xuan'er.

In the past, Dong Xuan'er was unfortunately captured by the young master of the Hehuan Sect and brought into the Demon Sect. Although the old demon had a bad reputation, he should not have done such a thing to the disciples of his own sect. From this, it seems that there must be some secret connection between the two.

Otherwise, the old demon would not have been able to attend this event at this time and place, and it would have been impossible for him to bring Dong Xuan'er with him.

Just as Chen Yun was confused, new guests kept pouring in from outside the hall.

These new guests were naturally all cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Some of them were acquainted with the earlier guests, while others had deep hatred for each other. Therefore, in the hall, greetings and ridicules were heard one after another.

At this moment, the old demon Yunlu has shifted his attention away from Chen Yun.

However, Chen Yun remained silent, his eyes closed, and he did not move. He knew that among the many mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, he did not know many people, so there was no need to take the initiative to talk to them.

"Fellow Daoist Broken Soul! I didn't expect you to attend this event. I heard that you have already mastered the 'Nine Souls Secret Skill' to perfection. I am really pleased."

"Broken Soul!" This call made Chen Yun's heart tremble, and he had to open his eyes.

An old man in a white robe with a thin figure and a strange face walked into the hall, and a black-robed monk in the hall greeted him enthusiastically.

The old man in the black robe was stunned for a moment, then walked forward with a smile on his face.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Chen has had contact with the Soul-Breaking Immortal before?" Long Han, who was standing aside, noticed something strange about Chen Yun and asked with a smile.

"There is no such thing. I only heard Brother Cheng mention this senior. It is said that his magical powers are quite amazing." Chen Yun answered calmly without mentioning the fact that he had killed a member of the Shattered Soul Sect during his trip to Yue State.

"I see. As far as I know, Elder Cheng once fought with Soul-Breaking Immortal, and was even slightly at a disadvantage. Therefore, he was impressed by him. However, with Fellow Daoist Chen's current prestige, there is no need to worry about this person. However, among the cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, there is one person that Fellow Daoist Chen had better not provoke easily. This person is a person that even the three great cultivators of Tiannan would find difficult to deal with."

Long Han smiled slightly, his tone full of warning.

"How could this person be able to give the three great monks a headache? Who is he?"

Chen Yun frowned slightly, showing surprise.

"There is indeed such a person. He once fought with Daoist Zhiyang, one of the three great cultivators. Although he almost lost his life, he successfully inflicted heavy damage on Daoist Zhiyang and finally escaped. Therefore, he has almost become the most powerful existence recognized below the three great cultivators."

"It's just that this person has always been a loner, and it's still unknown whether he's willing to lend a hand even in the face of a major event like the invasion of the mages. Otherwise, he will undoubtedly be a great help to us," Long Han explained patiently.

"He was able to seriously injure a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage! This person's strength is indeed extraordinary. I wonder what the name of this master is, but I think he must be very famous." Chen Yun licked his lips lightly and asked curiously.

"You must have heard of this Taoist friend. I believe that Taoist friend Chen must be very familiar with the name 'Old Monster Tianhen'." Long Han responded with a smile.

"Old Monster Tianhen! It's him. I've heard of him for a long time." Chen Yun smiled bitterly and whispered to himself. His experience of pretending to be a low-level monk in the Holy Tree Forbidden Land emerged in his mind. The spies of both the good and evil sides at that time were in awe of Old Monster Tianhen.

"However, among the Nascent Soul cultivators, it seems that Brother Long and his wife should be second only to the three great cultivators!" Chen Yun blinked and said half-jokingly.

However, after hearing this, Long Han shook his head.

"Although Feng Bing and I both possess some magical powers, we are probably no match for this man if we fight him alone. However, if we join forces, the result will be very different."

Long Han explained with a serious expression.

Chen Yun smiled slightly after hearing this and was about to express his opinion again when he suddenly felt a gaze from someone else. That cold and deep gaze seemed to contain malice.

Chen Yun immediately became alert, but remained calm on the surface. He gently turned his head and looked directly into the gaze of the person watching him.

It turned out to be a strange old man with a long beard, wearing a green robe.

When the old man saw Chen Yun staring at him, the cold light in his eyes instantly disappeared, and he shifted his gaze expressionlessly, as if nothing that had just happened had happened.

However, Chen Yun did not relax because of this. Instead, he observed the old man more attentively, his eyes flickering.

"Doesn't Fellow Daoist Chen know this person?" Long Han obviously noticed this scene and asked with a chuckle.

"From Brother Long's tone, I should know his identity." Chen Yun was full of doubts.

"This is Dongmen Tu, the great elder of Yuling Sect. He controls the power of the entire Yuling Sect. Although I have not had direct contact with this person, I heard that he has a close relationship with Gu Shuangpu, like a brother. But you regarded Gu Shuangpu as a spy of the Mulan people and eliminated him. Although Dongmen Tu has not expressed any objection for the time being due to solid evidence, he must be dissatisfied with this matter. During this meeting, please be more careful."

Long Han reminded meaningfully.

After hearing this, Chen Yun rubbed his nose helplessly, smiled bitterly, and kept thanking him.

In just a moment, more than 90% of the seats in the hall were occupied by the numerous practitioners.

What is quite interesting is that, whether intentional or unintentional, the evil monks are almost all concentrated on the right wing of the hall, while the practitioners of the righteous alliance occupy most of the positions on the left wing.

Only the practitioners from the Tiandao League and the Nine Nations League seemed relaxed and at ease. They chose seats at will on the left and right wings.

Among this group of practitioners, there was another person that Chen Yun was quite familiar with, that was the practitioner named Kuang from Ni Hangzhai. He happened to be sitting in the evil camp, and when he saw Chen Yun's gaze, he smiled and nodded to Chen Yun.

Chen Yun naturally nodded politely in response.

At this time, Long Han once again whispered to Chen Yun about two practitioners from the Tiandao League. One was a woman with ordinary looks and simple makeup, and the other was an old man with a melancholy face.

Chen Yun looked at the two practitioners carefully, imprinting their physical features deeply in his mind.

As the number of people increased, the expressions of those present became more solemn. No one was chatting or laughing anymore. Instead, they all looked at the other practitioners with cold eyes.

Each of these people is a top-level expert who is feared by the southern part of the world. Now that they have gathered here, regardless of whether they know each other or not, they will naturally have all kinds of thoughts and ideas.

Among this group of people, Chen Yun is undoubtedly the most unique one.

With the powerful consciousness of these old monsters, when Chen Yun did not deliberately hide his strength, almost everyone had already seen through his cultivation level when their eyes passed over Chen Yun. Naturally, they also understood who Chen Yun was.

After all, Chen Yun's reputation has been well-known in the past six months. It is impossible for these old monsters to be completely unaware of this.

Chen Yun remained silent the entire time, sitting there alone, oblivious to everything around him, demonstrating an attitude of responding to ever-changing situations with a constant attitude.

Just as the hall was filled with an almost silent, even somewhat oppressive atmosphere, three mysterious figures finally arrived at the side door of the Great God Temple.

All the experts and extraordinary people who were originally concentrating on watching others, in an instant, all their eyes were focused on the three newly appeared figures.

One of them was wearing a black robe and was tall and sturdy; the other had long green hair and an old and deep face.

The last person was carrying an ancient long sword, looking elegant and otherworldly.

Chen Yun's face was as calm as water, but deep down he was shocked involuntarily. These three people were the three legendary cultivators. They were also the only three powerful cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage in the entire Tiannan region over the past thousand years.

The expressions of the other people present varied, but the vast majority of them, like Chen Yun, remained silent, quietly staring at the three distinguished guests, waiting for them to speak.

The three majestic figures slowly walked to the center of the hall and stood side by side.

The burly black-robed man standing in the middle had a ferocious and cold expression on his face. He slowly spoke:

"Regarding the identities of the three of us, I think you don't need to ask or introduce us any more. Even if some people may not be familiar with the three of us before, I believe that everyone has already known us at this moment."

"This gathering will be hosted by the three of us. Do you have any objections to this?"

The tone of the big man in black robe was as cold as ice. As soon as he finished speaking, an incomparable momentum suddenly surged out from his body.

Afterwards, an extremely strong spiritual pressure filled the entire hall with a heavy atmosphere.

After feeling the unfathomable fluctuations of spiritual energy, the faces of the monks present all changed slightly and they looked nervous.

However, while Chen Yun was shocked by the powerful strength of the person in front of him, he felt a deep sense of surprise and confusion in his heart.

Judging from the cold demonic aura emanating from this person, he must be the old demon Hehuan in the evil world.

However, the skills of this great elder of the Hehuan Sect are quite different from the traditions of the Hehuan Sect, and are closer to the magic skills of the Ghost Spirit Sect! (End of this chapter)