"Heh, doesn't know life from death!"
Qing Zi didn't expect Ye Fan to actually dare to be the first to rush into the passage. With a sneer, he and the Ancient Saint and the Tianxuan Saint, all rushed towards the bronze gate without distinguishing who was first.
"Oh my god, he's really gone in?"
"He's too arrogant, people like that usually don't live long!"
"Once the Forbidden doesn't constrain the Holy Power, he's definitely not a match for Qing Zi, he's doomed!"
"What a pity, such a genius, to die here!"
Seeing Ye Fan enter the bronze gate without hesitation, cultivators started discussing, believing that Ye Fan could no longer have such good fortune, even if the Ancient Saint wanted to protect him, he couldn't.
The Ancient Sacred Land and the Qing Family, although they had old grievances, had not reached the point of tearing each other apart. It's impossible for them to fight Qing Zi for a little Ye Fan.
