At the end of Xuanguang Avenue is a portal that looks like a whirlpool, connecting the Ganlong Tiandi behind.

This is the only way for people from the outside world to enter the Ganlong Tiandi and have the identity of the Ganlong Tiandi.

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 the man and asked with a smile.

"You...you...beat the Iceberg Xuannv?"

Xiangyang's tone was a little trembling and his body was trembling.

Ye Fan smiled and made a pity.

"Go in quickly, this Xuanguang Avenue is about to be closed, and I can only send you here, take care of yourself!"

After Xiangyang reacted, he immediately urged.

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan bowed slightly to Xiangyang and stepped into the portal the next moment.

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

Ye Fan couldn't guess what Xiangyang's attitude towards Feng Lao's death was.

"brush!"

The next moment he entered the portal, the environment around Ye Fan suddenly changed greatly.

A surge of spiritual energy rushed towards him and spontaneously poured into Ye Fan's body.

This spiritual energy is different from the spiritual energy in the external world. It also contains some characteristics that are not available in the outside world, such as the Taiyun energy.

"Shit!"

The power of the Holy Spirit inside Ye Fan's body first contacted these spiritual energy, and some magical change occurred immediately.

"Is this the feeling of transformation? The energy of Taiyun is indeed very magical!"

After Ye Fan felt it seriously, he gradually understood it.

He has long been a state of no ignorance of the transformation realm.

After realizing the power, Ye Fan's eyes immediately looked around.

The place where he appeared was in front of an ancient pavilion. In addition to him, there were the nine victors who entered the Ganlong Heavenly Realm with him.

At this moment, they were lined up in front of the pavilion, as if waiting for something.

While Ye Fan walked towards these people, his eyes also looked into the distance.

Beyond the pavilions are wide streets, with many tall buildings on both sides, blooming flowers, 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 quaint and vicissitudes of life, as if they are all passed down to this day.

"Brother Ye Fan, it's so great, I finally saw you!"

Just as Ye Fan walked towards the queue, an extremely excited voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wang Fusheng?"

Ye Fan was shocked by the sudden sound, and the next moment he recognized the identity of this person.

"Why are you here?"

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

"Didn't we agree to it before? I've been waiting for you here for three days before I saw these people coming in. I thought you..."

Wang Fusheng explained excitedly at this moment.

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

After hearing this, Ye Fan chuckled, and was a little moved by Wang Fusheng's waiting.

"The Nine Star Divine Sword is really powerful. You go there first to register your identity. I'll wait for you here!"

Wang Fusheng couldn't help but exclaim, and pointed to the place where everyone was queuing.

"Okay, I'll go and come!"

Ye Fan nodded, looking very happy.

Wang Fusheng's appearance made him who was just a newcomer not too confused.

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

When they saw Ye Fan appear, the winners were shocked, and several of them spontaneously made way out, allowing Ye Fan to rank in front.

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan did not refuse at this moment. After thanking him, he kept walking forward.

This is their awe of the strong, so Ye Fan happily accepted this incoming trip.

In the pavilion, an old man was registering. For the newly arrived people, they registered very detailedly and even painted portraits.

After the old man glanced at Ye Fan, the brush in his hand suddenly danced, painting Ye Fan's appearance, and asked:

"What name comes from?"

"Ye Fan, Shangrui Tiandi, a casual cultivator!"

Ye Fan replied very simply.

"Shangrui Tiandi!"

Hearing this word, the old man's brush was obviously stuck, he turned on a page of paper and frowned, "In the records on the Five Elements Plane, you have not worshipped the statue of the Human Emperor!"

"That's right!"

After hearing this, Ye Fan paused, then nodded and admitted calmly.

"Why not worship?"

The old man looked at Ye Fan with a few sharp looks faintly appearing, and he continued to question.

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

Ye Fan replied without hesitation.

"What a good one is unnecessary!"

After hearing this, the old man said coldly, feeling a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything more.

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

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

"yes!"

After hearing this, the man immediately put away the painting and handed Ye Fan a red bronze order.

"This item is your future pass to enter and exit the Qianlong Tiandi. Keep it safe. If you lose it, you will not have the chance to re-issue it!"

The old man explained lightly, then waved his hand and signaled to the next one.

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

"Brother Ye Fan, are you okay?"

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

"Well, but what does the third-class token mean when the old man mentioned strict surveillance?"

Ye Fan nodded and asked immediately.

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

It's like coming to prison.

"You are a third-class token? No! Generally, people who come from the outside world have second-class tokens!"

After hearing Ye Fan's words, Wang Fusheng was immediately surprised.

“Is there any difference?”

Ye Fan didn't understand.

"The Qianlong Tiandi strictly controls us outsiders. The tokens on us determine the difference between the level of identity and treatment. Specifically, it is a bit complicated!"

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

"Forget it, I don't respect the Human Emperor, there is nothing I can do about it!"

Looking at Wang Fusheng's appearance, Ye Fan quickly felt relieved. This was the price he was unique.

Without visiting the Human Emperor, Qianlong Tiandi must have regarded him as a potentially dangerous element, so it is normal to give more restrictions and considerations.

"There is actually not much difference between second-class and third-class. When we came here, we can only be considered lower-level personnel before we are strong!"

Wang Fusheng nodded and comforted him.

"By the way, why are you the only one, that boy Yan Ming?"
Chapter completed!