Chapter 2382 A breathtaking scene

Pan Ran's arrival immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, who all looked toward the source of the fierce aura, gazing at it from across the endless void.

Spanning countless galaxies, it suddenly arrived at the source of the wondrous sound of immortality.

As he traveled, he gained a deep understanding of the local customs and historical records of China.

Upon appearing here, Pan Ran naturally sensed the fluctuations of the auras of many powerful individuals. A hint of apprehension flashed across his cold face, indicating that he would have to proceed with caution.

What made him uneasy was not these powerful figures, but the eerie black mist that exuded endless mystery.

"A very important person has arrived!"

Based on this ferocious aura alone, Gu Kong felt ashamed of his inferiority and his mind tightened as if facing a formidable enemy.

"He has a strong aura of menace; he's not someone to be trifled with."

Ji Fushuang's face was ashen, her lips parted slightly, and her voice was ethereal.

"His goal is immortality. If we don't provoke him, there shouldn't be any conflict."

Situ Lin glanced at the newcomer, remaining rather indifferent.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, Pan Ran had reached the edge of the Upper Galaxy.

The distance between Pan Ran and Ji Fushuang and the others was only a little over a million li. To them, it was practically right in front of them.

The two sides looked at each other without hiding anything.

Despite being alone, Pan Ran stared at the crowd with an aggressive gaze. With his keen eyesight, he could naturally detect that Ji Fushuang and Gu Kong both bore the aura of decay from the passage of time, indicating that they were ancient supreme beings who had survived to this day through some means. It was unlikely that they would be able to return to their peak, and they were not worth worrying about.

Then, Pan Ran scrutinized Situ Lin a few more times, not daring to underestimate him. Although Situ Lin was not an emperor, he gave Pan Ran an elusive feeling, as if he did not exist in this world, which was very strange.

He slowly shifted his gaze to Nangong Ge, sensing the same Daoist aura fluctuations as Situ Lin, indicating they were likely from the same lineage. Although her aura was slightly weaker, she was no ordinary person either.

That's right, someone who can stand here is no ordinary person.

Pan Ran's expression remained unchanged, his indifference unchanged.

Then, Pan Ran turned his gaze to the eerie black mist.

Chen Qingyuan, who was sitting cross-legged near the black mist, came into Pan Ran's view.

Dozens of imperial runes swirled around him, and the chaotic abyss beneath him exuded an ultimate transcendent Dao charm, surpassing all other Daos, as if possessing a majestic and profound charm that had created the world.

Throughout the Chaotic Abyss, the Azure Lotus of the Great Dao blooms, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing.

Centered on Chen Qingyuan, within a radius of millions of miles, countless divine rainbows resembling rosy clouds floated, their beauty boundless.

The true meaning of swordsmanship, the fierce power of the blade, the sharp edge of the spear, the ancient cauldron, and so on.

All the profound and boundless paths submitted to them.

Upon seeing this scene, Pan Ran could no longer control his expression, retreating indifferently, utterly shocked.

What a magnificent scene this is!

This was the first time in Pan Ran's life that he had ever seen such a scene. He was shocked, his eyes widened, and he was speechless.

A single glance from afar is like seeing a colossal peak.

Standing beneath the towering peak, I am as insignificant as dust.

After gazing at it for a while, Pan Ran felt that the giant peak was somewhat illusory.

He took a closer look at the key figure who had caused this strange phenomenon, namely Chen Qingyuan.

"Quasi-Emperor!"

Pan Ran was shocked and incredulous.

Upon arriving in China, this was the first time he had lost control of his expression. His heart was churning with countless waves of emotion, his pale lips trembled slightly, and his pupils quivered rapidly.

A mere quasi-emperor actually mastered dozens of imperial true meanings, creating numerous terrifying and magnificent Daoist landscapes.

is this real?

Could it be my imagination?

At that moment, Pan Ran preferred to believe it was his own fault rather than believe what he was seeing.

Too fantastical, too outrageous.

I was terrified and briefly lost the ability to think.

After a few breaths of stunned silence, Pan Ran realized a possibility and exclaimed in his heart, "Could he be Chen Qingyuan?"

The memories obtained from the soul search included a portrait of Chen Qingyuan, who bore a striking resemblance to the person he was seeing now. Furthermore, given that a quasi-emperor level cultivator could construct such a magnificent scene, it was likely only Chen Qingyuan in the world.

Suddenly, Pan Ran recalled her conversation with Lu Hansheng not long ago.

Lu Hansheng said, "If my boss were here, he could make you face reality with just three slaps at most."

Although Pan Ran didn't exactly scoff at the time, he wasn't far off.

Having witnessed Chen Qingyuan's unparalleled brilliance today, Pan Ran felt an indescribable sense of awe. No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, it was to no avail.

A sense of awe from the depths of my soul flowed forth, transforming into a gentle stream that permeated every part of my body.

Only by experiencing it firsthand can one understand what a legend truly is.

The news about Chen Qingyuan circulating throughout China is entirely true.

In Pan Ran's view, the information known to the world is far from revealing the terror of Chen Qingyuan.

"It's unbelievable that such a person exists in the world."

Seeing is believing, and Pan Ran had no choice but to accept it.

After taking several breaths, he gradually calmed his restless mind.

Then, he temporarily withdrew his gaze from Chen Qingyuan and took a slow step toward Ji Fushuang and the others.

One step, and you traverse millions of miles of starry sky.

The distance between the two sides was instantly reduced to only a dozen or so feet.

Everyone was very wary of Pan Ran's sudden approach.

"Fellow."

Regardless of who the other party is, it's always good to show courtesy first. Ji Fushuang seemed to represent everyone, facing Pan Ran with a friendly attitude, and greeted him.

Pan Ran had just investigated everyone's background and was certain that Ji Fushuang was the strongest.

At her peak, Ji Fushuang's strength should not have been weaker than Pan Ran's.

As for now, they are naturally no match.

He probably wanted to gather information, so Pan Ran wasn't so arrogant. He toned down his murderous aura and nodded in return.

"My name is Ji Fushuang. How shall I address you, fellow Daoist?"

Out of respect, Ji Fushuang revealed her name first.

"Pan Ran".

Since he intends to probe for information in a gentle way, Pan Ran should naturally respond.

"Where did it come from?"

Ji Fushuang then asked another question.

"Lixuan Realm".

Pan Ran remained silent for a moment before giving a reply. Anyway, it wasn't a secret, so there was no harm in saying it.

Everyone memorized this information and pondered secretly: "Li Xuan Realm, Pan Ran..."

After exchanging greetings to indicate no ill intent, Pan Ran didn't ask Gu Kong and the others their names. Instead, he looked towards the direction of the eerie black mist and solemnly asked, "Is he Chen Qingyuan?"

Ji Fushuang nodded solemnly: "Yes."

I wasn't wrong, it really was him!

Pan Ran's expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat.

If he could, he truly hoped this person wasn't Chen Qingyuan; he'd prefer it to be the incarnation of some terrifying ancient emperor. After all, for a quasi-emperor to display such prowess was simply unacceptable, completely shattering his worldview.

Gazing at Chen Qingyuan's imposing figure, Pan Ran opened her mouth several times, but didn't know what to ask, her thoughts somewhat confused.