Ungodly Evil Spirit

At the end of Xuanguang Avenue, there is a portal that resembles a whirlpool, connecting the Qianlong Tianyu behind.

This is the only way for people from outside the realm to enter the Qianlong Heavenly Territory and have the identity of the Qianlong Heavenly Territory.

At this moment, a figure was standing in front of the portal, looking at Ye Fan with shock.

"Brother Xiang, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Fan glanced at this person and asked with a smile.

"You...you... defeated Bingshan Profound Girl?"

Xiangyang's tone was trembling, and his body was trembling.

Ye Fan smiled and defaulted.

"Hurry in, this Profound Light Avenue will be closed soon, and I can only send you here, take care!"

After Xiang Yang reacted, he immediately urged.

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan bowed slightly towards Xiangyang, and stepped into this portal the next moment.

In fact, Ye Fan didn't want to deal with Xiangyang more, after all, there was still a grudge between the two.

Ye Fan couldn't figure out what Xiang Yang's attitude towards Feng's death was.

"brush!"

The moment he stepped into the portal, the environment around Ye Fan suddenly changed greatly.

A surging spiritual energy rushed toward his face and spontaneously poured into Ye Fan's body.

This aura is different from the aura of the outside world, and it also contains some traits that the outside world does not have, such as Taiyun Qi.

"Chichichichi!"

When the power of the Holy Spirit inside Ye Fan's body first came into contact with these auras, a certain magical change suddenly occurred.

"Is this the feeling of metamorphosis? The Qi of Tai Yun is really amazing!"

Ye Fan realized it gradually after perceiving it seriously.

He is no longer ignorant of the state of transformation.

After comprehending the power, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly looked around.

The place where he appeared was in front of an ancient pavilion. In addition to him, there were the nine previous victors who had entered the Qianlong Heaven with him.

At the moment they are lining up in front of the pavilion, as if waiting for something.

As Ye Fan walked toward these people, his eyes also looked far away.

Outside the pavilions, there are wide streets with many tall buildings on both sides, blooming like a brocade, and some ancient city walls can be vaguely seen in the distance.

This should be a city, and the buildings are no different from the outside world. The only unique thing is that the buildings here basically have a simple and vicissitudes of life, as if they are all passed down in the past.

"Ye... Brother Ye Fan, great, I finally saw you!"

As Ye Fan walked towards the line, an extremely excited voice suddenly heard from behind.

"Wang Fusheng?"

Ye Fan was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the sound, and the identity of this person was recognized the next moment.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Fan turned to look at the familiar figure, and asked with a smile.

"Didn't we say that before? I have been here waiting for you for three days before I saw these people come in. I thought you..."

Wang Fusheng explained with excitement at this moment.

"Hehe, that woman couldn't stop me this time!"

Ye Fan chuckled after hearing it, and at the same time was moved by Wang Fusheng's waiting.

"The Nine Stars Divine Sword is really powerful, you should go there to do the identity registration first, I am waiting for you here!"

Wang Fusheng couldn't help but sighed, and at the same time pointed to the place where the crowd lined up.

"Well, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Ye Fan nodded, looking very happy.

The appearance of Wang Fusheng made him not too confused when he first arrived.

"You...you are here, please!"

Seeing Ye Fan's appearance, the victors were all shocked, and several people spontaneously stepped aside, letting Ye Fan get ahead.

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan did not refuse at this moment, and after thanking him, he walked forward.

This is their awe of the strong, so Ye Fan readily accepts this jump in line.

In the pavilion, there is an old man who is doing registration. For the newcomers, the registration is very detailed, and even portraits and other things have been painted.

After the old man took a look at Ye Fan, the brush in his hand suddenly danced, drawing Ye Fan's appearance, and at the same time asked:

"What name and where does it come from?"

"Ye Fan, Shangrui Tianyu, casual repair!"

Ye Fan replied very simply.

"Shangrui Tianyu!"

Hearing this word, the old man's brush visibly stagnated, opened a page of paper, frowned, and said, "In the records on the Five Elements Plane, you have not worshiped the statue of the Emperor!"

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Ye Fan nodded and admitted it calmly.

"Why not worship?"

The old man looked at Ye Fan with a faint stern look, and continued to question.

"No need, and don't want to worship!"

Ye Fan replied without thinking.

"Good one is unnecessary!"

After hearing this, the old man let out a cold voice, as if he was a little unhappy, but he didn't say much.

After quickly completing the painting in his hand, the old man handed it to a subordinate and said:

"Give this person a third-class token and strictly monitor it!"

"Yes!"

The man immediately put the painting away and handed Ye Fan a copper order.

"This is your pass to enter and exit the Qianlong Tianyu in the future. Keep it well. If you lose it, you have no chance to reissue it!"

The old man faintly explained, and then waved his hand to signal the next one.

After receiving the token, Ye Fan didn't ask much. Wang Fusheng was waiting for him. It was not too late to ask Wang Fusheng if he had any doubts.

"Brother Ye Fan, okay?"

Seeing Ye Fan walked out so quickly, Wang Fusheng was a little surprised.

"Well, but what does it mean to strictly monitor the third-class token that the old man said?"

Ye Fan nodded and asked immediately.

Especially the four words "strict surveillance" made Ye Fan a little uncomfortable.

It's like coming to prison.

"You are a third-class token? No way! Generally, people who come from Outland are second-class tokens!

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Wang Fusheng was a little surprised.

"Does it make any difference?"

Ye Fan was puzzled.

"Qianlong Tianyu is strictly controlled for us outsiders. The token on our body determines the difference between the level of identity and the treatment. The specifics are a bit complicated!"

Wang Fusheng slowly explained, but in the end he became a little headache.

"Forget it, I don't respect the emperor, this is nothing we can do!"

Seeing Wang Fusheng's appearance, Ye Fan quickly felt relieved. This was the price of his being different.

Without paying homage to the Emperor, Qianlong Tianyu definitely regarded him as a potential danger, and it is normal to give more restrictions and considerations.

"The second-class and third-class are actually not much different. We are here. Before we are strong, we can only be regarded as lower-level personnel!"

Wang Fusheng nodded and said with relief.

"By the way, why are you alone, that kid Yan Ming?"

Ye Fan always felt that something was missing, and then he remembered and asked.