Chapter 212: Old Acquaintance (Thanks to [Spicy Little Chicken Leg] for the two Alliance sponsorships)

Zimo took a deep breath: "The Fen Kui Dan I taught you is exactly the same as the one I taught him."

The frantic look on Master Qingguang's face finally vanished: "Master, even now you are still being stubborn."

"Why is it that the avatar he creates with the Fen Kui Dan can merge into one with his true body?"

"While the Fen Kui Dan I refine simply cannot do that."

"This is nothing but your favoritism."

Master Qingguang looked at Zimo, the expression on his face softening: "Master, you have always said I am not as good as him."

"However, I am the one living well right now, enjoying all the glory and wealth."

"And he... the disciple you anticipated the most, the disciple you were always talking about, died without a complete corpse."

"Cough, cough..." Zimo coughed incessantly, anger rising on his face, "Qingguang, you are quite right, you are not as good as Xiang Lin! You do not even amount to a ten-thousandth of Xiang Lin."

"Master, you finally admit it?" Master Qingguang's expression turned cold, "I am tired of playing with you for so many years."

"It is time to end this, Master."

Master Qingguang stood up, and behind him was pitch-black darkness.

A terrifying aura permeated the air, and Zimo felt immense pressure.

Yet at this moment, Zimo felt no fear at all.

He looked at the darkness behind Master Qingguang, a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes: "Wei An..."

That mass of darkness was the projection of Wei An.

"Master, I am still quite kind; letting you die at the hands of Wei An can be considered a fitting end."

After Master Qingguang finished speaking, endless darkness surged toward Zimo.

Zimo wore a resolute expression: "Qingguang, the proudest moment of my life was taking Xiang Lin as my disciple, and the greatest regret of my life was saving you!"

Master Qingguang's expression was icy, filled with endless madness: "Master, your heart truly only holds your senior fellow apprentice."

"However, the one who can decide your life and death now is me, not him!"

"Master, just beg for mercy and admit that Xiang Lin is not as good as me, and I will spare your life."

"Pah!" Zimo spat.

Master Qingguang's face twisted slightly, and he looked at Fang Yuan nearby: "Am I not as good as Xiang Lin?"

Fang Yuan immediately felt an endless sense of oppression.

He regretted it to death now; he shouldn't have appeared in this noodle shop, and he shouldn't have gotten involved in this kind of matter.

Judging by the strength of the old man before him, even the principal would likely not be a match for him in a single exchange.

Just then, however, a calm voice came from the horizon.

"You... are not as good as Xiang Lin."

"Who?" Master Qingguang was instantly enraged.

He had not expected that someone would dare to interfere in his affairs at such a time.

At this moment, a figure appeared before everyone.

He wore a white robe, his figure tall and straight, exceptionally handsome.

Fang Yuan's eyes widened instantly: "Feng... Feng Yan."

He had not expected to encounter Feng Yan here.

He had fantasized about reuniting with Feng Yan after a long separation, where he would inadvertently reveal his Second Tier strength in front of Feng Yan and enjoy the look of envy in Feng Yan's eyes.

Immediately, Fang Yuan shouted hurriedly: "Feng Yan, run! It's dangerous here, there's an old monster!"

Lin Chao glanced at Fang Yuan, revealing the same smile as in the past.

Fang Yuan was certain that this was the Feng Yan he knew.

But why would Feng Yan appear here?

Beside them, Zimo also looked at Feng Yan, revealing a look of suspicion.

He could not see through this young man.

"Who are you?" Master Qingguang's eyes flashed with doubt; he also could not discern the other party's strength.

"I am... the one who will kill you."

Lin Chao stated his name.

He waved his hand.

Instantly, the restrictions in the noodle shop vanished.

The figures of Fang Yuan and the burly man appeared in a safe place.

The pressure on Zimo also suddenly decreased significantly.

This move by Lin Chao truly shocked Zimo.

One must know that Qingguang is a Master.

In the Qiyuan World, all Masters of the Pseudo-Eighth Rank are of the same group.

How could a top-tier powerhouse suddenly appear here?

His strength was not even a whit inferior to a Master.

Lin Chao took a step forward, and the pressure on Zimo dissipated instantly.

Zimo looked at Lin Chao with a puzzled gaze, then shouted a warning: "Little brother, be careful!"

Qingguang is a Master and also controls the projection of Wei An.

An ordinary person simply cannot be his enemy.

Even a True Immortal could not harm Qingguang in the slightest.

Zimo did not know what the identity of this young powerhouse was, where he came from, or why he wanted to take action against Qingguang.

Lin Chao looked at Zimo, his expression calm: "Master Zimo, leave the matters here to your disciple."

After Lin Chao finished speaking, he continued to walk forward.

Zimo was instantly stunned.

What did he call me?

Master Zimo?

When did I gain another disciple?

Could it be?

An indescribable emotion welled up in his heart, and a mist of tears instantly rose in Zimo's eyes.

Impossible!

His eyes stared fixedly at the young man's back, wanting to find familiar traces on him.

He was afraid that everything was just his overthinking, that everything was merely a dream.

Lin Chao flicked his sleeves and walked forward.

Within the endless darkness ahead, countless rays of Gold light suddenly flashed.

In the eyes of the Master of Clear Light, a look of shock appeared for the first time: "You... who exactly are you?"

"Jiuzhou... Xiang Lin." Lin Chao spoke indifferently.

Following this voice, Lin Chao's figure underwent a violent change.

A dragon's roar instantly resounded through the sky.

The golden Giant Dragon radiated endless pressure, and the darkness seemed to be torn apart.

"Dragon???" Deep within the eyes of Clear Light, a look of horror appeared.

How is that possible!

In the distance, Zimo stood motionless, his body trembling slightly.

"Xiang Lin..."

His disciple, the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou, had actually not died!

He was actually still alive!

At this moment, Zimo was certain that the young man who had just appeared was his disciple.

After ten thousand years, his disciple was still the same as before, just as reassuring.

Not far away, Fang Yuan swallowed hard.

Beside him, the burly man also widened his eyes: "Fang Yuan, is that Feng Yan, the little follower from your hometown that you always talk about?"

"Cough, cough..." Fang Yuan was also incomparably shocked; he wiped his eyes.

He was extremely puzzled internally: "I don't know either; five years without seeing him, and he has become so powerful."

Beside him, the burly man coughed: "I think you must be bragging; this lord is definitely not your follower.

You aren't even worthy of being his follower."

Fang Yuan was immediately dissatisfied: "What do you mean?"

Although he was arguing with the burly man, he kept his eyes on the battle ahead, his eyes filled with worry.

After all, that old man looked like a peerless expert with extraordinary strength.

And the Feng Yan in Fang Yuan's eyes, having transformed into a dragon, was actually able to suppress that old man, which was truly too powerful.

Fang Yuan was also very confused.

Why did the Feng Yan he knew say he was some Xiang Lin of Jiuzhou?

Why did Feng Yan also master this powerful Supernatural technique of dragon transformation?

In these five years, what exactly happened to Feng Yan?

Is this still the Feng Yan he knew?

And at this moment in the distance, many Transcendental beings watched this battle, their eyes showing looks of horror.

Suddenly, a Transcendental being thought of something and suddenly roared: "Dragon Emperor! That Divine Dragon is the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou!"

"What, the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou?"

The movie "Jiuzhou" had already been broadcast, and many people had seen it.

Among the Transcendental beings present, many had also seen it.

At first, everyone thought it was just a powerful Supernatural method.

It was only later, when they associated it with "Jiuzhou," that some immediately guessed it was the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou!

The battle was still continuing.

Lin Chao, having transformed into a dragon, possessed incomparably powerful strength.

Even a Master, he could tear apart alive.

The Master of Clear Light before him now had a somewhat abnormal expression.

In his left eye, there was only rage.

In his right eye, there was only fear.

As if, within his body, there were two souls.

Thanks to 【Spicy Little Chicken Leg】 for the two Alliance Leaders!!! The first Alliance Leader of this book, I am flattered!!!! Thank you very much, once I recover from my illness, I will definitely arrange for extra chapters, I am deeply sorry!!!

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