The Immemorial Dark Phoenix

Therefore, he needed more fortuitous encounters to buy him more time.

He and Li Qianyuan were already mortal enemies, and it was impossible for them to resolve their grudges. Once a battle broke out, it would definitely be a life-and-death battle.

This was what he had always cared about. Although Wang Yifan was also a true disciple, he had never taken him to heart. True disciples were not his match.

Chu Yunfan followed the Divine Stars disciples all the way into the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. In just a moment, he was far away from the human-demon battlefield. The deeper they went, the more they could feel the miasma. It was impossible for ordinary people to survive in such a place. Only Abstracts could barely survive, but it was just barely.

In front of them, the woman wearing the purple-gold crown spread her divine power and protected the Abstract Divine Stars disciples behind her so that they would not be affected by the miasma.