Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1401 If the King of Hell lets you go at midnight, he won't keep you until dawn.

In the days that followed, Su Fan settled down in Snowstorm Immortal City.

Most of the time, he spends his days leisurely in his personal secret realm, but occasionally he will wander around the city, inquiring about the outside world in teahouses and taverns.

During this time, Steward Yusheng has been closely monitoring the Celestial Race's every move through the "Blood Robe Tower's" intelligence network that spans the Taihao Immortal Realm.

What puzzled Su Fan was that the Celestial Races in various parts of the Taihao Immortal Realm remained completely unmoved, as if nothing had ever happened.

This alerted him; anything unusual must be sinister.

It should be noted that he successively massacred two Celestial Race planes in the Taihao Immortal Realm, killed thousands of Integration Realm elders, and sacrificed over ten million of his race members.

What a deep-seated hatred this is! How could the Celestial Race remain unmoved?

Days passed, but the other party still made no move.

Something's not right, something's really not right.

Su Fan's intuition told him that the Celestial Race was probably preparing some big move.

Anyway, I didn't say anything good.

Despite using the intelligence network of the "Blood-Clad Pavilion" to mobilize a large number of people and resources, Yuzuru, the chief steward, failed to find even the slightest clue.

Having exhausted all other options, Su Fan decided to enter the Gathering Yin Secret Realm to ask those old guys for advice.

He arrived at the eerie valley, sat cross-legged on the stone platform, and glanced at the oil lamp magic weapon beside him.

"Kid, what's wrong now..."

Upon seeing Su Fan arrive, Evil Buddha Wang De greeted him with a smile.

Su Fan glanced at Ji Feng, who was sitting opposite Wang De, and then told the two of them about the recent unusual situation of the Celestial Race.

"Kid, you'd better be careful. I've heard that the Celestial Race of the Great World has very close ties with the Upper Realm..."

As soon as Wang De finished speaking, Ji Feng, who was standing next to him, nodded in agreement.

"That's true. Although I don't know much about the Great World Clan, my elders have talked about them..."

At this point, Ji Feng picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"It is said that the people of the Great World can communicate with their kin in the Upper Realm through special sacrificial rituals. They must have already contacted the Upper Realm, but there has been no response. I suspect they are waiting for a reply from their kin in the Upper Realm..."

Upon hearing Ji Feng's words, Su Fan immediately frowned.

If it were any other race, Su Fan wouldn't really care.

However, the Celestial Race is different. This race is very united, and their kin in the upper realm might respond.

Ji Feng's words had just made him realize the gravity of the situation.

This guy was once a powerful figure in the Integration Realm of the Celestial Race, and he knows a lot about the affairs of the race. His words are highly credible.

Although this world has strict Heavenly Laws, making it difficult for the upper realm to interfere with the lower realm, one should still be wary of others.

"Kid, you'd better be careful. Even the rules of Heaven can be unreliable sometimes..."

At this moment, Lao Long Li Gao, who was slumped in a recliner in the distance, suddenly uttered these words.

They were, after all, a true dragon race. They must have suffered losses in this regard before, which is why they reminded him not to take the rules of Heaven too seriously.

Based on his life experience, he knows that everything in this world has flaws.

The rules of Heaven are no exception.

If a powerful figure from the Celestial Race in the Upper Realm were to exploit a loophole in the Heavenly Dao and unleash divine punishment upon him, he might not even know how he died.

That's dangerous.

Su Fan often traded with that big shot from the upper realm of the Witch Clan, and that old fellow once personally descended to the lower realm and possessed his body.

In retrospect, that old man may have exploited a loophole in the rules of Heaven. Of course, it could also be due to his own unique possession of a human-body divine tower, but the fact that the other party descended to the mortal realm and possessed him is also true.

Su Fan felt that he should also have a talk with that old man.

Thinking of this, Su Fan chatted with Lao Wang and the others for a few more minutes before leaving the Gathering Yin Secret Realm.

He returned to his personal secret realm and sat cross-legged by the pool next to the thatched hut.

When the young maids saw him return, they quickly came over to brew him a pot of spiritual tea and poured him a cup.

Su Fan waved the girls away and took a sip of his tea.

"Senior, I have something I'd like to ask you..."

"explain……"

Having received a response from that powerful figure from the upper realm of the Witch Clan, Su Fan voiced his questions.

Su Fan sent several thoughts in succession, and the other party remained silent for a while before replying with a thought.

"Although they are restricted by the rules of Heaven, those old guys in the Upper Realm still have ways to interfere with the Lower Realm..."

Upon receiving the message from that powerful figure from the upper realm of the Witch Clan, Su Fan sighed inwardly.

It seems my guess was right; this is really bad.

"Senior, could you tell me about the powerful figures of the Celestial Race in the Upper Realm, and what methods they use to interfere in matters of the Lower Realm..."

"Because our Witch Clan's lineage is different from that of the Celestial Race, I really can't answer your question. However, as far as I know, even if those of our Celestial Race in the Upper Realm can evade the punishment of the Heavenly Dao's rules, they still have to pay a considerable price..."

Upon receiving the telepathic reply from the powerful figure from the upper realm of the Witch Clan, Su Fan sighed inwardly.

The Celestial Race was already small in number, but countless of his own kind had died at his hands; he had built dozens, even hundreds, of Jingguan (a type of human pyramid) of bones.

If the powerful figures of the Celestial Race in the upper realm knew what he had done to his own kind, they would probably punish him even at a great cost.

"You possess the seed of demonic energy. If your fellow Celestials in the Upper Realm break the rules, the being behind you will certainly not stand idly by..."

What the hell is that useful?

By the time the demon king behind him intervenes, his bones will probably have turned to ashes.

Su Fan picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then exhaled deeply.

Love as much as you like.

If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years.

If the King of Hell lets you go at midnight, he will never keep you until dawn.

At present, no amount of worry or fear will help; we can only deal with whatever comes our way.

Forget about those trivial matters, let's focus on improving our own abilities.

Even if the powerful members of the Celestial Race in the upper realm interfered in matters in the lower realm, their strength would be greatly reduced.

Damn it, I thought I could finally resolve this and reunite with my family, but now it seems impossible in the short term.

Su Fan didn't want his family to face any crisis, and he would never reunite with them unless these troubles were completely resolved.

He turned his head and glanced at the little girls playing in the front yard of the thatched cottage.

Since there's nothing else to do, let's try our best to send all these children home.

Thinking of this, Su Fan summoned Chief Steward Yu Sheng.

"Immediately arrange a route for me back to the Middle World..."

Steward Yu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, but still took out a jade talisman and began to contact the intelligence network in various parts of the Taihao Immortal Realm to help Su Fan find a route for smuggling.

(End of this chapter)