Chapter 215

In the empty warehouse, the dim yellow light flickered with a "buzz," and the jumping shadows flashed through Zhang Fan's mind like a bolt of lightning.

"My brother!?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened as he looked at Hong Hong Shanjun, a trace of confusion flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"You forgot? Hehe, Divine-Demon Sacred Embryo, the Great Night Without Light; even if you awaken and recultivate, you are still incomplete," Hong Hong Shanjun grinned and laughed.

"Starting today, I will have two more incredible masterpieces."

"Zhang Fan!"

Hong Hong Shanjun's words echoed in the cold warehouse. Fang Fang Changle felt something was wrong and shouted in alarm.

Boom—

Suddenly, crimson light flickered on the surrounding walls, and eerie talismans appeared on the walls like ghost faces, as well as under the feet of Zhang Fan and Fang Fang Changle.

Among them, on the central wall was a totem of a fierce tiger's face. The "King" character on the forehead was like a talisman, outlined stroke by stroke, mystical and eerie.

Hum...

As the eyes of the tiger totem shone with scarlet light, the ghost-face runes on the surrounding walls seemed to come alive, squirming and changing...

Fang Fang Changle's expression was solemn. Just as he was about to move, his body suddenly stalled. He looked down and saw a ghost-face talisman appearing on his chest, as if drawn in blood, slowly seeping into his skin and flesh, as if trying to establish a connection with his heart.

"Fang Fang Changle, you stayed by my side for two years; why would you think you could leave unscathed?" Hong Hong Shanjun chuckled.

"I gave you a choice. Since you don't know what's good for you, then turn into a 'Chang' ghost."

As he spoke, Hong Hong Shanjun's gaze shifted slightly to look at Zhang Fan, whose chest had also been planted with a ghost-face talisman.

"That bottle of tiger bone wine, how did it taste?"

At this point, the smile on Hong Hong Shanjun's face became even more intense. He looked at Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Didn't your parents tell you when you were a child not to eat or drink things from strangers?"

"Mountain Lord Sacrifice Method, Refine 'Chang'!" Hong Hong Shanjun formed hand seals with both hands.

Boom—

The ghost-face talismans on the surrounding walls squirmed even more violently, as if the gates of the ghost world had opened, accompanied by low chanting.

The Tiger King totem at the very top also revealed its mystery. At this moment, the huge warehouse seemed to have turned into that ancient altar, with tigers roaring and ghosts crying, terrifying and frightening.

Hum...

The ghost-face totem on his chest was like a maggot on a bone, seeping into his flesh and blood. A shadow pressed down, invading the depths of his soul-aspect.

In a trance, the sky was high and the earth was wide, mountains towered, and the king of all beasts roared in the mountains and forests. The "King" character on its forehead turned into a strange and mystical ghost-text talisman, with countless ghost shadows bowing and worshipping.

The Canglang sky is even less merciful, the fierce tiger closes its eyes as if in deep thought.

The 'Chang' ghost comes at night with a cold howl, the Mountain Lord's great sacrifice takes human food.

Such an ambience, overwhelming, almost infecting the soul-aspect.

In an instant, in Zhang Fan's inner soul-aspect, in the vast dark night, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, and countless light and shadows were like bubbles breaking, boiling, and jumping...

Ten years ago, under Long Hu Mountain.

Before the desolate ruined temple, Yin Mountain Ghost King Xiong Xiong Sanqi, Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping'an, Nine-Fingered Talisman Demon Liu Liu Fusheng... these life-and-death brothers who followed the Great Lingzong King witnessed that incredible scene with their own eyes...

Zhang Fan, who was about to fall into the Great Night Without Light, had his soul-aspect leave his body. Amidst the chaotic catastrophe, with the help of that mysterious girl, his soul-aspect split into three...

Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, Soul-Splitting Great Method; twelve-year-old Zhang Fan actually used this method to avoid the catastrophe. Since then, he fell into the Great Night Without Light, yet still left behind a glimmer of hope.

"This child cannot be left alive; kill him."

Just at this moment, in the dark night, a sharp voice came, vast and far-reaching, shattering the thunder.

"Tonight, this whole family will stay under Long Hu Mountain. The ancestral court of the Daoist school, a place to bury bones, can be considered a fitting end."

As soon as the words fell, a tall man walked over. He was sturdy, with thick fat, looking like a small mountain under the pale moonlight.

"Hai Zhu!" Xiong Xiong Sanqi's eyes flashed with fierce light, blocking in front of the young Zhang Fan.

"Tonight, we must kill to our heart's content."

The next moment, a gaunt man walked over, his eyes scarlet, licking the corners of his mouth, revealing a long tongue.

"Xu Quan!"

Whoosh...

Following that, two more figures crossed the dark night, their aura as powerful as the first two zodiacs.

"Mao Tu!"

"Yin Hu!"

In the miserable dark night, Mao Tu was an old woman. She wore a clean cheongsam, carried a bamboo basket, and her narrowed eyes flashed with evil nature.

"Four against three!?" Liu Liu Fusheng's fingertips were dripping blood. He had already experienced successive great battles, his fatigue fully revealed, but at this moment, his fighting spirit rose again, fearless and undaunted.

Boom—

Scorched Earth Flame Lord Feng Ping'an was covered in blood. At this time, there were no words; his gaze was like a great fire burning, his whole body burning with infinite true fire.

"Kill!"

A dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the vast dark night.

Under Long Hu Mountain, blood stained the earth, and terrifying auras collided at this moment.

Boom—

Light and shadows flickered, and everything returned to silence.

Before the desolate ruined temple, Zhang Fan was in meditation and unaware, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, never to wake up again.

Xiong Xiong Sanqi, Feng Ping'an, and Liu Liu Fusheng lay in the rubble and blood, their breathing weak, like a thin thread.

Mao Tu had already become a charred corpse, turning pitch black. The hunting true fire roared under the pale moonlight, against the mountain wind, seemingly unable to be extinguished.

One of Xu Quan's arms was also nowhere to be found. He gasped for air, his face pale to the extreme.

Hai Zhu's lower abdomen was also torn open with a huge wound, and his internal organs were faintly visible.

Only Yin Hu stood in the shadows, his eyes cold, still whole and unharmed.

"These monsters around the Great Lingzong King... are really hard to kill!" Xu Quan gritted his teeth, gasping for breath.

"Kill him."

In the darkness, that sharp voice came again, filled with decisive killing intent.

Yin Hu, Xu Quan, and Hai Zhu heard this, their hearts trembling. Not daring to have the slightest hesitation, they walked toward Zhang Fan in front of the desolate ruined temple.

"Poor little brother, even after refining the 【Divine-Demon Sacred Embryo】, you're still this pathetic. The most useless one in our family is probably you."

Just at this moment, a slow, indifferent voice came from the dark night.

Under the pale moonlight, a teenager walked over slowly with a flashlight. He was in sportswear, wearing white canvas shoes, and looked three or four years older than Zhang Fan.

"Little brat, who are you?" Yin Hu shouted and asked.

The teenager's gaze swept over, deep and indifferent, seemingly not putting the other party in his eyes, but looking into the depths of the dark night.

"I am his brother."

"Brother!?"

Yin Hu, Hai Zhu, and Xu Quan changed color one after another, their eyes filled with doubt. This night, the killing had started suddenly, just to wipe out this family of the Great Lingzong King.

But in their intelligence, when did such a brother pop up!?

"Zhang Sheng, you've come too. Do you want the whole family to be together?"

Just at this moment, that sharp voice sounded again, coming from the depths of the dark night.

Before the words fell, the expressions of Yin Hu, Hai Zhu, and Xu Quan became even more confused. The Great Lingzong King's real-world identity was once a mystery, his background unknown to anyone, yet that person could call out the name of the teenager in front of them.

"Senior Chen Long?" the teenager whispered, looking into the depths of the dark night.

"You know me."

"I know..." the teenager chuckled: "My mom said you're a shameless slut!"

Boom—

As soon as these words were spoken, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, like the anger of the Heavenly Lord, and the arc of light swung and spread toward the four corners of the sky.

The teenager was unmoved. He looked at Zhang Fan behind him and stuck the flashlight into his brother's mouth.

"I heard that senior has refined the 【Five Elements Wrong King】. I don't know if I can ask for some advice."

As he spoke, the teenager took off his sportswear, revealing his sturdy body.

"Young and frivolous. At such an age, to have such spirit, your family is indeed more arrogant than the next!"

"What a pity..."

In the dark night, that sharp voice came again, filled with a hint of indifference.

"The Nine Great Inner Dans, the Five Elements Wrong King... not everyone can see them. If you see them, you must die. How many lives do you have?"

"Senior, don't worry. Even if I can't win, a slut can't kill me."

The teenager whispered, actually starting to do warm-up exercises on the spot.

"As you wish!"

Just at this moment, that sharp voice seemed to melt, actually turning into a woman's voice. Following that, a graceful figure walked out from the vast dark night.

Boom—

In Zhang Fan's inner soul-aspect, countless light and shadows shattered. In the chaotic eternal night, only that eerie ghost-face talisman was branded, as if wanting to merge with his soul-aspect.

"I can only fight hard!"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect seemed to open its eyes, spiritual light shining out, fierce might boundless.

He reached out a hand and tore the ghost-face talisman to pieces, and dots of fluorescent light sprinkled into this inner scene of the Great Night Without Light.

"Hmm!?"

In the warehouse, Hong Hong Shanjun saw Zhang Fan's eyes return to clarity, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, killing intent suddenly arising.

"The Divine-Demon Sacred Embryo is indeed the Divine-Demon Sacred Embryo. Even incomplete, it can actually block my 'Chang'-Refining Method."

As he spoke, Hong Hong Shanjun's palm slowly landed on Fang Fang Changle's shoulder. A ghost-face talisman resembling the "King" character appeared on his forehead, and the latter's eyes became scarlet and fierce, like an evil ghost.

"'Chang' ghost!?" Zhang Fan's gaze sank slightly.

Although Fang Fang Changle at this time had not yet completely transformed into a 'Chang' ghost, he was infinitely close to the posture of the insect treasure stall owner from earlier.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to have been banished, and only Hong Hong Shanjun's voice remained in his ears.

Devoured by a tiger, one must become a 'Chang' ghost, trapped in the poor springs, unable to be liberated.

"Kill him!"

A whisper from Hong Hong Shanjun rang in Fang Fang Changle's ears. His body seemed to be injected with vitality, and his fierce gaze locked onto Zhang Fan. "Crimson Dragon Great Mantra!"

Boom—

Fang Fang Changle pointed into the void, drawing a talisman in the air. Within his soul-aspect, that red light was like ink, spreading with the movement of his fingertips. A vast and magnificent talisman was drawn in front of him, almost filling half the warehouse.

That was the power of the Maoshan supreme treasure 【Crimson Dragon Jade Talisman】...

Refine true fire, summon the Crimson Dragon, Southern Heaven Departing Flame, command the Jade Talisman!

In an instant, a "Crimson Dragon" appeared in the air, as if forged from true fire, its scales lifelike, like streaks of flame, trembling along with it.

The terrifying power caused the entire abandoned building to tremble, and cracks spread along the walls.

"What's the situation?"

"Is it an earthquake? Why are the walls cracking?"

"Quick... quick, find someone to go take a look..."

At this moment, in the black market, quite a few people had already noticed the unusual fluctuations within this abandoned building.

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"This is the power of a Maoshan successor."

Zhang Fan's face was illuminated red by the soaring fire. In front of that terrifying Crimson Dragon, his figure became incomparably small.

"Hahaha, Maoshan Dharma lineage, truly extraordinary... what a good 'Chang' ghost..." Hong Hong Shanjun laughed out loud.

Boom—

Before the words fell, the Crimson Dragon rose abruptly, running like thunder, killing toward Zhang Fan.

"It seems I can only be a bit rough."

"Five-Fire Body!"

Zhang Fan took a step forward, driving the 【Fire Huo Long Dan Jian】. At this moment, he was not what he used to be, actually directly giving birth to five "Fire Dragons," which were wrapped around his limbs and body respectively.

Five fires transform into images like dragons, merging into the five bodies to refine the Dharma body.

In an instant, Zhang Fan was like being enchanted by true fire. His defense, attack power, and speed all increased exponentially. This kind of amplification was even more terrifying than the 【Tian Mu Heart Mantra】.

Hum...

In an instant, Zhang Fan transformed into a blurred shadow, leaving only faint firelight in the air, actually avoiding the Crimson Dragon and directly killing toward Fang Fang Changle.

His speed was fast to the extreme, truly like a flash of lightning, even Hong Hong Shanjun couldn't help but frown.

Boom—

Almost at the same time, the Crimson Dragon's giant claws struck horizontally, actually capturing Zhang Fan's trajectory. The fierce claws were like true fire grinding, red light burning, tearing toward Zhang Fan.

"Great Flame Blade!"

Another fire dragon soared, appearing in Zhang Fan's palm, a dragon's roar echoing, magnificent like a blade and weapon.

In order to upgrade the 【Fire Huo Long Dan Jian】 from a minor success method to a major success method, Zhang Fan spent a lot of effort, harvesting a hundred-year-old ginseng king, and comprehending the Fire Character Tablet. In the process, he naturally also studied and created many methods for using the 【Fire Huo Long Dan Jian】.

The Five-Fire Body is like this, and the Great Flame Blade is also like this.

The sixth fire dragon gave Zhang Fan three more points of power.

Bang...

Zhang Fan brandished the 【Great Flame Blade】 in his hand, blocking the Crimson Dragon's fierce claws. The two sharp edges collided, sparking ten thousand flames, and the entire warehouse was set ablaze.

Cracks spread along the ground, along the walls, and along the roof.

Boom—

The terrifying counter-shock force sent Zhang Fan flying. The five wrapped fire dragons vibrated gently, dissipating the force. Before he even landed, he transformed into a blurred shadow, swept past the Crimson Dragon, and appeared in front of Fang Fang Changle.

"Crimson Dragon Coiling Pillar!"

Almost at the same time, Fang Fang Changle also moved. His soul-aspect seemed to be burning, and the magnificent Crimson Dragon filling the warehouse seemed to be undergoing nirvana, actually transforming into rolling true fire, surging toward his right arm.

Hum...

In an instant, Fang Fang Changle's right arm seemed to have a startled dragon roaring, and streaks of true fire like scales floated on his arm.

His arm was desolate, like a startled dragon leaving the abyss, forcefully pressing toward Zhang Fan.

At this moment, the surrounding air was distorting, and the terrifying force blew open the roof, causing the abandoned building to tremble even more violently.

Fang Fang Changle was refined into a 'Chang' ghost. Although not yet completely transformed, at this time, fighting purely on instinct, he still displayed divine Daoist techniques, showing the sharpness of a Maoshan successor.

"Seven-Kill Seal!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan was fearless. With a thought, the seventh fire dragon soared into the sky.

The Five-Fire Body dissipated immediately, and the Great Flame Blade also became formless.

Seven fire dragons intertwined and entangled with each other, strangling together like a vortex, faster and faster, like a great seal, wrapped around Zhang Fan's fist, and smashed toward Fang Fang Changle.

Bang...

Two figures collided in one place.

The Crimson Dragon roared, and the Fire Dragon screamed in shock.

Two great true fires almost swallowed the figures of the two, the sound of explosions endless, and the terrifying aftermath constantly spreading toward the surroundings.

The warehouse was burning, the ground was cracking, and the dome was collapsing...

This was the second time Zhang Fan and Fang Fang Changle had fought, different from the previous sparring.

This time it was truly a life-and-death struggle, leaving no room for error.

Bang...

Suddenly, a figure flew out from the firelight; it was Fang Fang Changle. His right arm was twisted, skin and flesh stripped off, bones almost shattered, and scarlet blood splashed into the sky. The intense pain allowed his eyes to recover a trace of clarity.

"Whoosh..."

Zhang Fan walked out from the firelight, gasping for breath.

It must be said that Maoshan's 【Crimson Dragon Jade Talisman】 is truly incredible, actually able to allow Fang Fang Changle to improve to such a terrifying state, almost forcing him to use all his strength.

"Zhang Fan, you are indeed an anomaly. Incomplete, yet you still have such cultivation..."

Just at this moment, Hong Hong Shanjun's voice came from above.

Zhang Fan looked up. The tiger-shaped totem behind him was even more vivid, and the "King" ghost talisman shone with a faint luster, reflecting on Hong Hong Shanjun's body.

"So excellent, you should return to my embrace and become my 'Chang' ghost!" Hong Hong Shanjun's voice grew louder and louder, becoming no longer like a human's.

"Mountain Lord Sacrifice Method, Ten Thousand 'Chang' Ghost Domain!"

Boom—

As soon as the words fell, the ghost faces on the surrounding walls flew up one after another, cold winds howling, turbid waves emptying the sky, actually flying into Hong Hong Shanjun's body one after another.

His aura became even more terrifying, black light boiling around his body, like a huge ghost shadow, filling and permeating the area.

"This is..."

The abandoned building trembled violently, as if an earthquake were happening, tottering.

Black clouds surged in the sky, obscuring the bright moon and shrouding the sky above the building.

"Is... is it an earthquake? Run quickly..."

"What's going on? I can't move..."

"The building is going to collapse... what the hell..."

In the black market, everyone noticed that something was wrong, but their bodies were out of control. The black light like mist had already permeated the entire building and was radiating toward the surroundings of the building.

"Zhang Fan, what do you think I was doing operating in Bai Yujing City for so long? Daring to reveal my true form in front of you means I have foolproof methods..."

Hong Hong Shanjun's voice echoed in the abandoned building, as if countless voices were echoing along with it.

Once the Ten Thousand 'Chang' Ghost Domain is opened, all living beings within a five-mile radius will be transformed into 'Chang' ghosts by him.

In this ghost domain, he is the invincible existence.

"Seven-Kill Seal!!!"

Zhang Fan's heart stirred, true yang boiling in his body. Seven fire dragons soared into the sky, strangling together, like a great seal falling, smashing toward Hong Hong Shanjun.

However, the black light surging around him easily dissolved the 【Seven-Kill Seal】, actually not damaging it in the slightest.

"Ineffective!?" Zhang Fan was so angry he laughed.

Hum...

The boiling black light spread toward the surroundings.

"He's crazy, we're finished too..."

Just at this moment, Fang Fang Changle's weak voice came from the side. He was listless, the light in his eyes dim.

That was the ghost-text secret scroll obtained by the Three-Corpse Daoist from Mount Luofeng, mystical and unpredictable.

Once a ghost domain is refined, with ten thousand ghosts descending, such an Yin Hu is almost invincible.

"I still have one method," Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"What?"

"But you need to lend me your strength," Zhang Fan looked at Fang Fang Changle.

Fang Fang Changle remained silent, trembling as he raised his hand and grasped Zhang Fan's palm. A warm current rose from his soul-aspect and transformed into Zhang Fan's body.

Boom—

Turbid black light came like a tide, overflowing the entire abandoned building, swallowing and wrapping Zhang Fan and everyone else.

"Cold fire rises in the Mountain Lord's altar, ten thousand ghosts are summoned into my body... become a part of me..."

Hong Hong Shanjun's voice, accompanied by countless low chants, echoed in the abandoned building, filled with excitement and pleasure.

Black light was turbid, swallowing everything.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom, leaving only despair and sinking!

Hum...

Just at this moment, in the chaotic black light, a wisp of flame shot up, like a glimmer of light in the dark night, although weak, it was incomparably dazzling.

"Hmm!?" Hong Hong Shanjun raised an eyebrow and looked straight over.

"Fire method major success..."

"Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Cover!!"

Boom—

Suddenly, nine streaks of firelight soared into the sky, like fluorescent light dyeing the blue sky, the terrifying sound of dragon roars echoing high above the building and across the sky of Bai Yujing City.

(End of chapter)