Chapter 259

The ferocious mountain beckons, cutting off all vitality; there are two or three seats at the Li Changsheng Banquet.

This path has never had many roads; white bones are the heavenly principle.

On the human path, on the journey to longevity, there have always been layers of calamities and rising killing intent.

Ordinary people busy themselves for a lifetime, yet their lives are still bumpy and drifting, let alone those who cultivate the Dao?

Fighting against heaven for life, once one reaches the Great Being Realm, when the calamity arrives, one must seek life within death. How many can continue to move forward and look toward the Pure Yang Limitless!?

"The path of cultivation is stealing vitality within killing intent. Your path has reached its end." Zhang Fan whispered in a low, solemn voice. His expression was calm. Facing the three powerhouses of Qin Ming, Song Yunqi, and Ji Huanshan, not a single ripple arose in his indifferent eyes.

"Arrogant!" Qin Ming let out a cold snort.

"Stealing life within killing, Wu Wei's life-method... Zhang Fan, this is the demon-talk of the Wu Wei Sect. You have indeed fallen deep." Song Yunqi said coldly.

That day, he was ordered to go to Yujing City to investigate the death of Meng Qinghuan. Seeing Zhang Fan for the first time in the files, he instinctively felt that there must be a problem. Now it seems he had long been in cahoots with the Wu Wei Sect, acting in collusion.

"Heaven gives birth to ten thousand Daos, with birth and extinction. Where does superiority and inferiority come from? Where does high, low, righteous, and evil come from?" Zhang Fan said indifferently.

"No matter how much you talk, it is still the Law that is supreme!"

Qin Ming said coldly. Suddenly, his brow trembled slightly, and his soul-aspect rose abruptly like the rising sun, with primordial light shining everywhere, emitting mystical fluctuations like ripples spreading, layer upon layer, covering ten zhang of land.

"Soul-aspect Nature-Light!"

In the distance, Fang Changle's expression was solemn. He was a successor of Maoshan, while Qin Ming was a successor of Mount Qiyun.

Both were among the ten great Daoist mountains of the world, and in terms of foundation, there was little difference.

If he hadn't been framed and spent two years in prison, perhaps today, he would also have such a realm.

Great Being Realm, soul-aspect nature-light; with just this transformation, there is a world of difference from Gao Gong.

Qin Ming, his age was six years older than Zhang Fan's. As early as a year and a half ago, he had realized the mystery of this realm by relying on the remains of the Qin family ancestors and the Daoist arts of Mount Qiyun.

Boom—

Almost at the same moment, Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan also sacrificed their soul-aspects, and they were also shining with primordial light.

Three powerhouses at the Great Being Realm took action simultaneously, their primordial light heavy, pressing down like a raging sea, as if heaven and earth were collapsing. The terrifying pressure made Fang Changle, who was thirty zhang away, tremble with fear.

His soul-aspect trembled and shook, his blood gathered at one point, returning to his heart, and his face turned deathly pale.

Great Being primordial light has a natural pressure on the soul-aspect of ordinary cultivators, just like a fierce lion standing in front of a weak rabbit; that is the suppression originating from the bloodline.

Facing this suppression, even the Gao Gong Realm is hard to bear.

This is the chasm-like gap between the two.

At this very moment, Zhang Fan, located in the center of the three powerhouses, faced pressure that could be imagined.

"Zhang Fan, did you think that by cultivating to the Great Being Realm, you could run rampant? In the end, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well. This world is much larger than you imagine." Song Yunqi scolded ruthlessly.

He urged his soul-aspect, raised his nature-light, and pressed toward Zhang Fan without any scruples.

"Destroy his soul-aspect, and even Zhenwu Mountain won't be able to pick out any reason." Qin Ming shouted in a deep voice.

Boom—

Three soul-aspects were like three balls of fire, scorching and intense, the fluctuations they stirred up were scalding.

At this very moment, no matter who it was, as long as their soul-aspect left their body, even if they approached the outer periphery of the center, they would be destroyed in body and spirit, turning into ashes.

"Do you dare to show off your meager cultivation in front of me?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan let out a long howl, shaking the Cang Mountain.

Fang Changle struggled to open his eyes, squinting as he looked over.

Boom—

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect left his body, rising from his spirit platform. Three layers of primordial light rose like a rainbow piercing the sun, like red clouds in the morning sun, with brilliant radiance and layers of divine might like the sea.

"This..."

"Three layers of primordial light? You are not..."

Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan's expressions changed drastically; they simply could not believe it. According to their intelligence, Zhang Fan had not cultivated to the Great Being Realm for long, and with everything that had happened recently, he hadn't even had time to consolidate his cultivation. How could he have made another breakthrough to reach this level?

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" Song Yunqi let out a wild roar.

Great Being Realm, nine layers of primordial light; which layer is not the result of long, hard work, achieved only after a long time?

How could it be as simple as drinking water or eating a meal to break through like this!?

Boom—

Zhang Fan's soul-aspect was like the rising sun, its light becoming more dazzling. In comparison, those three soul-aspects were like the light of the moon, becoming more dim and ethereal.

Pfft...

Just at this moment, Ji Huanshan spat out a mouthful of blood, finally unable to support himself. His soul-aspect returned to his body, and he took a step back.

Whoosh...

Almost at the same moment, he looked up abruptly, his expression changing drastically. Zhang Fan was like a ghost, and he didn't know when he had already stood before him.

"This person is like a demon, don't be careless!"

Ji Huanshan's eyes were wide, and he shouted in shock.

"You still have the heart to warn others?"

Zhang Fan sneered. He struck like lightning, true fire wrapping around his five fingers, and he grabbed forward violently.

Whoosh...

Ji Huanshan's spirit was as tense as a bowstring, and he retreated, but in the end, he was half a step too slow. He let out a cry of pain, and a large piece of flesh on his chest was torn away by Zhang Fan.

Fresh blood splattered the ground, and a stinging burning sensation spread across the wound, where one could vaguely see the grim white ribs.

"Still want to run?"

Zhang Fan said coldly. His soul-aspect suppressed, and the three layers of primordial light were everywhere.

Ji Huanshan let out a muffled groan, his movements immediately becoming sluggish. Taking advantage of this, Zhang Fan pursued him.

Hum...

Suddenly, a sharp killing intent attacked from behind. Zhang Fan leaped, jumping ten steps away.

A golden light brushed past, actually blowing a giant rock not far away to pieces.

"Be careful, that is the Demon-Revealing Mirror of Mount Qiyun." Fang Changle reminded him.

At this moment, Qin Ming finally sacrificed this 【Green Feather Magic Treasure】, and wherever the mirror light shone, it killed gods and destroyed evil.

Boom—

Qin Ming shook the ancient mirror in his palm, and the mirror light spread out, covering every corner of the surroundings, actually vaguely suppressing Zhang Fan's soul-aspect nature-light.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Demon-Revealing Mirror; it can gather mirror light at one point to break through the air and kill, or it can disperse the mirror light to suppress the soul-aspect.

That day, the Black Rat was defeated by this treasure.

"As expected of a Green Feather Magic Treasure!" Zhang Fan looked over, his eyes filled with intensity.

In comparison, his Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal was only a Yellow Feather Magic Treasure. In terms of attack methods and spell power, it was indeed inferior to the Demon-Revealing Mirror before him.

"You guys go, I'll hold the line." Qin Ming said lightly, feeling secure in his position.

He held the Demon-Revealing Mirror to suppress Zhang Fan's soul-aspect, and in battle, he could capture opportunities and concentrate the mirror light to attack. Such wonderful use and calculation truly lived up to the name of a successor of Mount Qiyun.

"Zhang Fan, you actually dare to hurt me?"

Just at this moment, Ji Huanshan walked over from afar. He looked down at the hideous wound on his chest, spat, and cold light erupted from his eyes.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Suddenly, a strange sound like an ancient bell came from within his body. With every vibration of that sound, his bones, his skin and flesh, and his body seemed to be changing.

Bang bang bang...

Explosive sounds rang out, and the ground beneath Ji Huanshan's feet cracked inch by inch, spreading wildly in all directions, as if bearing immense, terrifying force.

"Daoist Divine Ability!?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow.

He knew that Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan were both from the Divine Ability Association, existences who had awakened Heaven-Bestowed Divine Abilities.

"You are going to die." Ji Huanshan grinned, actually revealing a cruel smile. As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Huanshan jumped violently. The ground beneath his feet exploded, splashing rocks and flying stones, smashing into the rock wall like a cannonball.

Whoosh...

Immediately following, a violent wind roared over, accompanied by immense power.

Ji Huanshan punched over, and Zhang Fan crossed his arms in front of his chest, standing his ground to block.

"Don't hit it head-on."

Suddenly, Fang Changle shouted a reminder.

Zhang Fan became alert and was about to withdraw his hand, but that heavy punch just brushed past him, and the terrifying force actually passed directly through his skin and flesh, surging over.

At this moment, Zhang Fan truly understood what it meant to be mountain-toppling and sea-draining, what it meant to destroy mountains and collapse earth.

That punch only grazed his skin, but the penetrating force actually caused cracks to appear on his arm bones.

"Your uncle's life was too extraordinary; talented in his youth, by twelve he didn't put disciples of the same generation in his eyes. The title of 'Little Celestial Master' made him famous across half of Jiangnan. As for later, he had mysterious opportunities, meeting a strange person who taught him Daoist arts..."

"Daoist Divine Ability, Eastern Peak Heavy Bell!"

No mistakes, no omissions, look at the content one by one!

Once such a divine ability is activated, the body is blessed like a mountain, and every gesture has the strength of ten gods. In close combat, it is like a demon god descending.

Whoosh...

The surging force shook Zhang Fan away. He moved and shifted in the air, his hands blessed with the True Fire Mysterious Seal.

"Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan no longer held back. The vigorous True Yang turned into surging true fire, nine dragons emerged together, shaking heaven and earth. The spraying fire light shrouded the entire cliff, the surrounding air was melting, and everything before his eyes was distorting.

Entering Fang Mountain, he cultivated three layers of primordial light, his realm was complete, and when he cast the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover again, its power was naturally not to be mentioned in the same breath.

Boom—

Nine fire dragons pierced through the sky, covering the entire cliff. True fire burned, extinguishing all spirits. Even someone as strong as Ji Huanshan could not help but retreat, a look of wariness rising in his eyes.

"Gathering and Scattering Flowing Clouds!"

Just at this moment, a light shout rang out.

Above the cliff, before the precipice, a misty cloud rose and slowly dispersed.

That misty cloud was like water vapor, actually reflecting and absorbing the nine surging fire dragons.

"Daoist Divine Ability!?" Zhang Fan's gaze darkened slightly. He saw Song Yunqi slowly walking out of the clouds. The clouds that had absorbed the nine fire dragons were actually glowing with red, like flowing magma, spreading.

Hum...

Suddenly, a golden light pierced through the air, aimed at Zhang Fan's head.

At this life-and-death juncture, Qin Ming launched a fierce attack. The Demon-Revealing Mirror gathered a mysterious light, taking the mystery of life and death.

Bang...

Zhang Fan shifted his figure, sacrificing the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal to block. An explosive sound rang out, and a violent vibration came from the web between his thumb and forefinger, actually causing the True Yang in his palm to dissipate somewhat, and an eye-catching crack appeared on the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal.

"Zhang Fan, you are at your wit's end."

Song Yunqi sneered. The clouds around his body surged again, and those red streams of light gathered and changed, actually turning into nine fire dragons again, counter-attacking toward Zhang Fan.

This is the Daoist Divine Ability, Gathering and Scattering Flowing Clouds, which can resolve and absorb the opponent's spells, and can also gather and rebound them.

Boom—

Nine fire dragons descended from the sky, carrying the power to burn mountains.

Qin Ming let out a cold snort, seized the opportunity, and sacrificed the Demon-Revealing Mirror again. Golden light shone, piercing through the air.

At the same time, a terrifying aura surged from behind. Ji Huanshan rushed over like a small mountain, completely cutting off Zhang Fan's retreat.

Three powerhouses, killing moves arrived together; in heaven and on earth, there was no longer any possibility of survival.

"Zhang Fan!" Fang Changle's eyes were splitting, his hands clenched tightly.

Such a battle was no longer something he could intervene in.

However, in such a desperate situation, there was no possibility of a comeback.

"Sigh... Divine Ability, Divine Ability, is it truly unsolvable?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan let out a sigh, but it was not like a mournful cry in a desperate situation. He looked up as if asking the heavens, wanting to see if that divine ability was invincible.

Hum...

Almost at the same moment, a wisp of black and white Qi slowly flowed out from his brow, slowly gathering in his palm, turning into a ball, round and round, like a mysterious Great Pill, like a Daoist spirit pill.

"White within black is the Pill Mother!"

Zhang Fan looked at the unstable "Pill Mother" in his hand, his eyes filled with obsession. At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten the desperate situation he was in.

Golden light had arrived, fire dragons had killed, and in the mist, Ji Huanshan descended like a divine mountain.

Boom—

Just at this moment, the "Pill Mother" seemed to have had its dignity offended, actually emitting a long cry. The cry shook the heavens, and before the nine fire dragons could touch within ten steps, they disintegrated and dissipated into nothingness.

The golden light trembled, as if meeting a king in person, actually collapsing in an instant, turning into nothing.

"This... what is this..."

Ji Huanshan's expression changed drastically, as if he had encountered unprecedented terror. He stopped abruptly, terrified to find that his divine ability had disappeared.

"You should die."

Zhang Fan turned around. His expression was slightly pale. The Pill Mother vibrated gently, and Ji Huanshan's body disintegrated and dissipated like paper scraps.

"This... what is this thing!?"

The turn of events came too quickly; everyone's expression changed.

They didn't even see clearly how Ji Huanshan fell. They only saw him standing before Zhang Fan, then disintegrating like weathering, his body gradually crumbling, from his legs, to his arms, then to his torso, finally leaving only a terrified face, fluttering in the wind.

"You followed from Yujing to here, do you want to die that much?" Zhang Fan turned around. His eyes became more and more terrifying, no longer resembling a human, just like that high and lofty Heaven...

The frequency at which the Pill Mother in his palm vibrated became more and more mysterious, and the surrounding clouds dissipated in an instant.

"You... you broke my divine ability? This... this is impossible..." Song Yunqi let out a wild roar, simply unable to believe it.

The scene before him completely overturned his cognition. Divine ability is heaven-bestowed; this is the power bestowed by heaven. Mundane Daoist arts could never violate the realm of immortals and gods.

"He is strange... he is definitely not an ordinary Zhenwu Mountain disciple..."

Just at this moment, Qin Ming shouted violently. A trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes, and the look he gave Zhang Fan was no longer the same.

"The great trend rises in Fang Mountain, this body is here like this mountain!"

At this moment, Qin Ming sacrificed the 【Great Ferocious Fang】. His soul-aspect seemed to merge with that stalactite-like exotic treasure.

In an instant, the earth shook, and rocks fell.

The aura of the entire Fang Mountain boiled frantically, actually surging into Qin Ming's body. His strength, his cultivation, and his realm climbed frantically.

This is a person borrowing the mountain's momentum, the divine treasure merging into one; it is a rare stroke of fortune in the world, and also an extremely strong power in the human world.

"Kill him!"

Song Yunqi shouted sternly, filled with wariness toward Zhang Fan's power, but Qin Ming gave him a final glimmer of hope.

The Great Ferocious Fang was born from Fang Mountain, nurtured by heaven and earth. Once this treasure is merged, the person is the mountain, and the mountain is the person.

Such a state is completely invincible.

Boom—

Just at this moment, the cliff face burst open violently, and the place where Ren Xiao went into seclusion opened at this moment.

A figure arrived suddenly, like a demon-subduing master descending from heaven, truly the human Taisui god. The terrifying aura spread over the sky and earth, and a withered arm actually grabbed Qin Ming's crown directly. His five fingers interlaced, and he plucked his head off, crushing it like a watermelon.

"Ren Xiao!!"

(End of chapter)