Chapter 224: Gathering of Heroes

A quarter of an hour ago, two uninvited guests appeared at the entrance of the Space Trading Fair.

A pair of old and young men with gourd markings on their heads and arrogant expressions appeared at the entrance of the trading fair, which caused the two old men responsible for guarding the gate to freeze.

They were not unfamiliar with this mark at all; this was also one of the most troublesome types of guests for the trading fair.

An old man in green robes stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying, "Please present your invitation!"

"An Eight-Star Dou Zun?" The leading old man glanced at the gatekeeper, "This Space Trading Fair actually has some standards after all!"

This caused the two gatekeeping old men's expressions to change slightly; the other party's tone was certainly not one of praise!

But they did not say anything. This Space Trading Fair had long since stirred up a huge storm throughout the Central Plains. There was no telling how many super powerhouses had come for its reputation. Compared to them, the sects responsible for hosting the trading fair basically only served the role of striking the gavel.

As for maintaining the rules, that depended on whether the powerhouses who came to participate were willing to comply. Clearly, these two guests from the Yao Clan were not the type to give face.

Just as the two from the Yao Clan snorted coldly and prepared to enter, "It seems this old man has not arrived too late!" Following the sound, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a grey hemp robe, walked over slowly, followed by an old man in white robes.

Before the two gatekeeping old men could even offer a reminder, the grey-robed old man shot out a blood-colored Jade Slip, which was caught by the former, and after going through the motions, it returned to the old man's hand.

And during this inspection, that Yao Clan old man said disdainfully:

"I was wondering who it was. So it is just someone from the Pill Tower. Old man Dan Mu, you are not staying in your Small Danta to properly act as your Great Elder, yet you actually ran over to participate in this Space Trading Fair?"

This grey-robed old man was the Small Danta Great Elder, Dan Mu, a Two-Star Dou Sheng, and following behind him was the head of the Pill Tower Three Great Heads, Xuan Kongzi.

Dan Mu did not care at all about the mockery from the Yao Clan member, only smiling slightly: "My Pill Tower coming here is naturally to trade for some things."

"I just don't know, Elder Yao Wangui, as a punishment Elder of the Yao Clan, why you are not busy calling the wind and summoning the rain within the Yao Clan, but instead came to participate in this mediocre trading fair!"

Yao Wangui, a typical pedantic faction member within the Yao Clan, a representative of those who rely on their age to sell their seniority, an existence that makes people detest him; the relationship between the Pill Tower and him was also quite terrible.

Yao Wangui said coldly: "Dan Mu, I advise you, this Nine Nether Wind Flame is something my Yao Clan is determined to obtain; your Pill Tower had best not compete with my clan."

"Otherwise, watch out for disaster!"

"Hehe~"

How could the Pill Tower Great Elder be frightened by such painless threats? Did they really think their Pill Tower was made of mud!

Just as the two were trading barbs, many powerhouses only watched from afar, then quickly finished checking their invitations and entered.

Although these people were powerhouses in the outside world, placed here, especially in front of the two Saint Realm powerhouses who were currently arguing, they were nothing more than fodder to be killed in one move.

Anyway, when the news of the Nine Nether Wind Flame was released, everyone already understood that it was not a domain they could step into.

If your strength is not strong enough and your background is not hard enough, rashly intervening is a dead end!

It is better to honestly trade for some other good things and then run away quickly; when gods fight, mortals suffer!

The struggle between the Pill Tower and the Yao Clan was not entirely due to the dispute over the Nine Nether Wind Flame, but more because they did not see eye to eye as peers.

As the largest Alchemist force in the Central Plains, the Pill Tower clearly had overlapping business with the Yao Clan, which was famous for alchemy.

The former believed the Yao Clan was arrogant, pedantic, difficult to approach, and stuck to rules; while the Yao Clan believed the Pill Tower was of too low a grade and not worthy of being called the representative of Alchemists.

Both sides clashed almost every time they met.

"I wonder what you all are doing lingering at the entrance of the trading fair?"

Subsequently, a voice finally made both the Yao Clan and Pill Tower sides set aside their grudges to face the enemy together. Looking at that middle-aged man with white robes and brown pupils, "Hmph!"

"I was wondering who it was, so it is Hun Miesheng!"

And the Pill Tower Great Elder's tone was no longer as calm as before,

"Soul Hall Hall Master, what is this? Having just been beaten until you couldn't lift your head by Langya Pavilion a while ago, are you now licking your wounds and preparing to make a comeback?"

Every word was piercing and merciless.

It must be said that whether it was the Soul Clan or the Soul Hall, their reputations among the Ancient Race and the forces of the Central Plains were not very good; using the word "notorious" would not be an exaggeration.

As soon as Hun Miesheng appeared, he was immediately targeted by the group.

Hun Miesheng seemed to have a contingency plan for similar situations, or perhaps he did not care, as there was no obvious emotional fluctuation; he only muttered to himself:

"It seems the struggle for the Nine Nether Wind Flame this time will be very intense!"

"Hun Miesheng, it seems we have another chance to have a go at each other this time!"

As soon as the voice fell, that familiar, indifferent voice appeared in everyone's ears.

Hun Miesheng's expression turned cold, while the others all wore expressions of watching a show; with these two old enemies gathered together, it was unknown if they would fight.

Xiao Han walked up to Hun Miesheng with a smile and waved "friendlily."

"Pavilion Master Su, it seems your Langya Pavilion is in quite a good mood; your city was slaughtered, yet you can still laugh." Soon, Hun Miesheng smiled gently.

Xiao Han's expression did not change, and he said pointedly: "Our Langya Pavilion's strength is weak, not like the Soul Hall, which doesn't feel the pain even after so many people have died."

"Look, this Saint has just come out of seclusion and went to solve the problem without stopping."

"I originally thought it would take some time before I could see the Hall Master, but I didn't expect to run into you now. I wonder how many percent your injuries have healed, Hall Master?"

"I hope Langya Pavilion loses fewer people next time!" Hun Miesheng said grimly.

Cold air permeated Xiao Han's hands, "This Saint still wants to see how long the Soul Hall can keep jumping around after it loses a Hall Master like you."

Saying this, he turned his gaze to the silent Pill Tower Great Elder, "Senior Dan Mu, I wonder if you have any interest in joining forces with my Langya Pavilion!"

"Rest assured, before that, this junior will leave this Hall Master here."

The Great Elder also knew that this battle would not break out, so he laughed and nodded in agreement, "That is certainly possible; my Pill Tower has the same intention."

Xiao Han did not speak, and a biting cold air erupted. Under the former's control, it did not cause any impact on the surroundings, only pressing toward Hun Miesheng in front.

The latter was not to be outdone, and a similarly grim aura appeared, blocking the cold air firmly on the outside; the two auras, one grey and one white, were clearly distinct.

After a stalemate of no more than half a minute, Hun Miesheng let out a muffled groan and took a step back, staring at Xiao Han with a cold expression.

Xiao Han smiled slightly and withdrew his aura.

The others all looked at Xiao Han with fear, not expecting that in this contest of aura, the latter would actually occupy an overwhelming advantage, which meant that once a real fight started, Hun Miesheng would be no match at all.

Although the news of Xiao Han fighting the two Saints, Hun Miesheng and Hunmo Laoren, alone had spread among the higher-ups, everyone had been skeptical, but now that doubt had been completely shattered.

"Why are you all not going in?" Looking back, an old man in blue robes looked at the crowd in confusion.

"Nothing, just acquaintances meeting and having a chat." The others said one after another. "Elder Gu Qingya, I didn't expect the Ancient Clan to actually let you out this time."

Gu Qingya, a Four-Star Dou Sheng Late Stage and Elder of the Ancient Clan, had not appeared in the outside world for nearly a hundred years. Following him, the people from the Lei and Yan clans arrived together.

Xiao Han's eyes flickered; he had originally thought that the Five-Star Dou Sheng strength he revealed would be enough to overturn the entire scene.

He had not expected that the Ancient Race and the various major factions would make such a grand gesture this time, especially the Ancient Race, as none of them were below the level of a Three-Star Dou Sheng.

This posture was approaching the level of when they were subduing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

But Xiao Han thought about it again, and this was still understandable. Although the Ancient Race coveted the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, for them, the best outcome for the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was for it to remain without a master and stay trapped in the Demon Fire Space.

Because of this, they had set the rule that no Five-Star Dou Sheng could take action; the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had the advantage of its home turf, and its cultivation was far superior to the others, so subduing it required taking enormous risks.

But the Nine Nether Wind Flame was different; it was an Exotic Fire that could truly be used by someone once obtained, and its cost-effectiveness was far higher than the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

Furthermore, the danger for a Dou Sheng expert to make a trip was not high; while everyone fought, they basically cared about appearances and would not resort to lethal force, so they were not stingy about sending out experts.

For the Demon Fire Space, one had to have a high enough cultivation, otherwise one could not even save their own life.

"Shouldn't we be going in too?" Someone said, and the others nodded in agreement one after another.