Chapter 1173: Lonely Back

The fundamental reason why all the laws of the world can be maintained for a long time without collapse is because of the existence of the chain of order!

Even the powerful Immortal Emperor may not be able to reach this realm.

Those who can reach this realm are undoubtedly the strongest among the Immortal Emperors!

And now, in this mortal world, someone has actually performed the Taoism involving the chain of order. How can Yang Guanxin not be shocked?

What makes him feel even more beyond his understanding is that the cultivation aura exuded by Yang Fan is clearly only in the late stage of the innate. In the fairy world, it is completely like an ant. How can he do something that even the Immortal Emperor may not be able to do?

This completely broke Yang Guanxin's cognition!

Yang Fan smiled lightly and said nothing, leaving Yang Guanxin to guess.

Yang Guanxin didn't know that the truly powerful Taoism has simplified the complex and can largely get rid of the rigid requirements for the realm of cultivation. As long as there is a deep enough understanding of the Taoism itself, it can be successfully performed, but there will be a world of difference in power.

With Yang Fan's current cultivation, he could only pull a few chains of order by performing the "Heavenly Coffin Locking Soul Technique". It was okay to seal the Nascent Soul level, but if it was a powerful person in the God Transformation Realm, it would be forcibly broken if it did not cooperate with the spiritual energy of the fairy world.

For more than an hour, the black sky coffin continued to vibrate, and Bai Xiaoyu's suppressed cry of pain could be faintly heard.

Tang Anya stared at the sky coffin nervously until the sky coffin gradually stopped vibrating and no sound came out. She hurriedly asked: "Master, is it okay now?"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and pressed on the black sky coffin. After a few seconds, he nodded slightly and spit out a shock force from his palm.

In an instant, the chain of order and the black sky coffin shattered at the same time, revealing Bai Xiaoyu who collapsed on the ground.

At this time, Bai Xiaoyu looked like she had just been fished out of the water. Her whole body was soaked in sweat, her face was pale and she didn't look like a living person. Only the slightly rising and falling chest proved that she was still alive.

"Master, Master..." Bai Xiaoyu forced herself to be energetic and opened her dim eyes.

"You succeeded." Yang Fan sighed, reached out and gently touched her head, and said in a gentle voice: "Sleep."

Bai Xiaoyu forced a smile, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Yang Fan exhaled his true energy, evaporated the sweat and dirt on Bai Xiaoyu's body, picked her up horizontally, and sent her to the lounge.

At this time, the aircraft slowly stopped.

Junxun Tang's family, arrived.

As Tang Anya's master, Yang Fan naturally couldn't pass by without entering, which would be impolite.

However, his current identity is sensitive, so it's not good to make a big fuss, so he just informed Tang Xinzhai and Tang Zuoyun in advance with the method of mental transmission, and then left the aircraft with Tang Anya and Yang Guanxin, quietly fell into the Tang family, and ignored the Tang family's strict security.

As for Bai Xiaoyu, he stayed in the aircraft with the stealth mode turned on to continue resting.

There is a small hill deep in the Tang family, overlooking most of Beichen Mansion. Yang Fan once drank with Tang Xinzhai here.

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Yang Fan stood in the pavilion on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, overlooking Beichen Mansion in the cold wind. Although it was broad daylight, there were sounds of firecrackers from afar, and fireworks were seen everywhere in the city rushing into the sky and blooming fiercely.

After a slight start, Yang Fan realized that the New Year was approaching, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and his eyes looking into the distance were slightly desolate.

"Master..."

Tang Anya looked at Yang Fan's back, and for some reason, she felt that the master at this moment was particularly lonely.