Chapter 104: The True Realm of a Land Immortal

Watching Dongfang Bubai's stunned face, Zhang Sanfeng squinted and smiled.

"It seems you know me—why shouldn't an old Taoist still be alive?"

"You…," Dongfang Bubai drew a deep breath, "Zhang Sanfeng, you should have stayed in seclusion. Otherwise, your lifelong reputation will be ruined by my hands."

"Oh? It seems you have great confidence in your own strength," said Zhang Sanfeng. "I'd like to see the Sunflower Manual of Dongfang Bubai—no, you're a transmigrator, aren't you?"

Upon hearing those words, Dongfang Bubai's aura swelled.

He believed the life-or-death battle between himself and Zhang Sanfeng was about to begin.

With Zhang Sanfeng appearing, regardless of whether stronger forces lurked behind him, Dongfang Bubai must now defeat—and even kill—Zhang Sanfeng.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng's existence would interfere with his mission to kill Lin Pingzhi.

This was proven by the earlier exchange between Lin Pingzhi and Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng was now his primary obstacle to completing his mission.

But before Dongfang Bubai could strike at Zhang Sanfeng, the old man's next words utterly stunned him.

In fact, they frightened him—to some degree.

Transmigrator—that was Dongfang Bubai's deepest secret, one he would never reveal under any circumstances.

Yet this secret, which he had vowed to keep forever, had been exposed by this sudden apparition, Zhang Sanfeng.

How could this be?

Had he spoken of it in his sleep? Impossible. As a transmigrator, he could never betray this secret—much less in the Sun Moon Cult, where no one dared approach Dongfang Bubai's residence.

So for him to know this, it was impossible.

Yet precisely because of that, Zhang Sanfeng knowing his transmigrator identity became even more inconceivable.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng had lived since centuries ago as a Land Immortal, he could not possess such inexplicable power.

Unless Zhang Sanfeng could, like the powerful figures he had once seen in Xuanhuan Worlds, calculate past and future.

But clearly, in Proud World, even a living Zhang Sanfeng could not surpass such limits.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Bubai forced his emotions down, his voice low. "Who stands behind you?"

"Kid, I told you—I'm Zhang Sanfeng," Zhang Sanfeng chuckled.

"Sect Master Zhang, it seems you've frightened this transmigrator," another laugh echoed across the heavens and earth.