Chapter 326

Xuanxiao was both angry and happy.

This little guy is a bit too arrogant, isn't he?

Even if he is Qin Yang's disciple, he has only just been promoted to the level of a Tribulation Crossing powerhouse, and he is definitely not my opponent.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, Xuanxiao made a move.

He wanted to first give Gu Fan a lesson, so he wouldn't be arrogant and complacent.

Qin Yang shook his head and sighed, "Xuanxiao is going to lose."

"How powerful is this little guy?"

Cangming said in Zhènjīng.

Qin Yang smiled faintly and said, "In absolute cultivation, he is inferior to Xuanxiao, lacking a bit, but if they fight, Xuanxiao and he are about equal, though Xuanxiao was a bit careless, so he might suffer a loss."

A spell was easily dodged by Gu Fan.

Gu Fan smiled and said nothing.

But Xuanxiao understood Gu Fan's meaning; his meaning was just that.

This made Xuanxiao's face sink.

He started getting serious.

At that moment, Gu Fan moved.

He rushed forward at extreme speed, actually intending to engage in physical combat with Xuanxiao.

Xuanxiao's expression changed slightly; he knew that Qin Yang's lineage possessed tremendous physical strength.

If he were caught in close quarters, he would be in danger.

Realizing this, Xuanxiao unleashed the thunder technique in his hand while retreating himself.

Almost at the same time, the thunder technique struck Gu Fan's body, directly tearing him apart.

This left Xuanxiao stunned for a moment, giving him a fright.

The next moment, he realized something was wrong.

The opponent's strength is not as great as mine, but not far off; how could he be torn apart so easily?

In this situation, there is only one possibility.

That is, what I just tore apart with a thunderbolt was not Gu Fan's true body.

His true body had already dodged away.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, Xuanxiao was about to leave his current position.

But a hand grabbed his neck, then released it the next moment.

Gu Fan stood behind Xuanxiao, smiled slightly, and said, "Senior, I accept your loss."

Xuanxiao stared dumbfounded, only then realizing he had lost.

If Gu Fan had not shown mercy, that blow just now could have killed him.

Thinking of how he had just looked down on Gu Fan's strength, considering him arrogant, Xuanxiao's face flushed with embarrassment.

He now wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"I lost."

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Xuanxiao still admitted it.

His gaze toward Gu Fan was filled with complexity.

This guy is truly monstrous, far more terrifying than I imagined.

Such a fighting rhythm, no wonder Qin Yang took a liking to him and accepted him as a disciple.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "You were just careless, didn't expect he had such means; if they fought again, it's hard to say."

"Let's have another round."

Xuanxiao proposed.

Gu Fan nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "Please give me your guidance, Senior."

He does not shy from battle; since Gu Fan wants to spar again, he naturally won't refuse.

Gu Fan did not resort to trickery again; he and Xuanxiao engaged in a fierce battle, unfolding various duels.

Both sides pushed their mana to the limit, fighting extremely intensely.

This time, Gu Fan barely managed to suppress Xuanxiao and defeat him.

Xuanxiao was genuinely convinced this time.

He couldn't help but say, "He's too strong; if his cultivation were equal to mine, killing me would be a simple matter."

Afterward, Xuanxiao's gaze fell upon Qin Yang.

He recalled Qin Yang's previous performance; with the same True Immortal-level battle power, he easily slew True Immortal-level opponents.

Is this lineage all so monstrous?

What cultivation method do they practice? It's so heaven-defying.

Gu Fan bowed to Qin Yang and sincerely said, "Thank you, Master."

The more impressively he performs now, the more grateful Gu Fan feels toward Qin Yang.

If Qin Yang hadn't brought him back and accepted him as a disciple, he wouldn't have today's achievements.

Probably the grass on the grave...

No, there probably wouldn't be a grave mound.

His former sect would never have anyone erect a grave mound for him.

Qin Yang helped him up.

"Alright, since you've left seclusion, rest well these days; the world is different now. I have a feeling that myths will descend into reality, the two sides will merge, a great mythic era will begin, the entire Lan Xing will not be peaceful, and after this period, there may be endless great battles."

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Gu Fan said in a deep voice: "I will strive, help the master, and sweep away all enemies."

He was very excited, his fighting spirit intense.

Qin Yang was not surprised either.

He knew this disciple was not someone who fears trouble.

Gu Fan is more like a person born loving battle; otherwise, the last time at the Ying household, he wouldn't have thought of striking.

After the master and disciple talked for a while, Qin Yang then left.

When he returned home, however, someone came.

Ying Xue

At this moment, her expression was somewhat anxious; she came in, grabbed Qin Yang's hand, and wanted to leave.

Qin Yang laughed and cried at once, then turned and grabbed her hand, asking: "What's wrong? What matter makes you so anxious?"

Ying Xue anxiously said: "My family's ancestor has encountered a problem; please come help."

Qin Yang's heart jolted.

Has the Ancestral Dragon encountered a problem?

He nodded and said directly: "Alright, let's go now."

After saying that, Qin Yang directly followed Ying Xue and left.

They arrived at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, while Ying Feng was already waiting there.

Seeing Qin Yang arrive, Ying Feng immediately said anxiously: "Daoist friend Qin, thank you for coming; please help our ancestor."

"What's going on?"

Qin Yang asked.

The two shook their heads.

Ying Feng said: "I don't know either; just today the ancestor's aura suddenly revived, then fell into decline, as if it could disappear at any moment. I'm worried something happened to him; I came to call the ancestor, but there was no response."

Saying this, Ying Feng took out a jade tablet.

"This is the ancestor's soul jade tablet; he said that if he encounters a problem, the tablet will show signs."

Only then did Qin Yang see that the soul tablet was covered in cracks.

Obviously, the First Emperor has encountered a serious problem, even possibly facing complete death.

"I'll go in and have a look."

Qin Yang said.

"Be careful, the killing formation here is very formidable."

Ying Feng said.

Qin Yang nodded; amid the two's astonished gazes, he walked in as leisurely as a stroll in a courtyard.

The killing formation set up here looks quite terrifying to others.

However, in terms of formations, looking across the whole Fanchén, I doubt anyone would dare claim to be stronger than him and Daoist Baiyun.

Yet, in Qin Yang's eyes, this formation is rather "crude."

He easily approached the place where the Ancestral Dragon sleeps.

Upon seeing the Ancestral Dragon's condition, Qin Yang was startled.

Its body had sunk into decay, its soul also withering—this is a problem with the resurrection technique.

Qin Yang tried to communicate with the Ancestral Dragon, but the result was no response.

Only then did Qin Yang retreat and ask Ying Feng: "Who did he learn his resurrection technique from?"

"I don't know, but I've vaguely heard it seems to be a method of the Wu Tribe."

Ying Feng said.

Qin Yang's heart stirred; he nodded and said: "I'll invite someone to take a look; if even he can't do it, then no one in the world can save the Ancestral Dragon."

Ying Feng and the others instantly became even more nervous.