Chapter 371: God-Demon Holy Embryo vs. Jia is born, Gui dies! Dao Heart is Vast, Human

The heaven and earth were chaotic, the great night deep, the bright moon rising high.

That big tomb was like a secret realm cave heaven, hidden in the deep mountain fog, suddenly appearing, like a peach blossom spring, glowing with round, quiet luster, like the road people come from. Following that light, one can descend into the muddy red dust.

Boom—

Human shadows flickered, sitting in the cave. The aura of life and death permeated, and strange sounds like thunder shook in the mountains.

At this moment, Zhang Fan and Luo Sen turned a deaf ear, and all kinds of phenomena before them seemed to enter emptiness, as if only each other remained in their line of sight.

Ten steps away, yet it seemed to be separated by heaven and earth.

Zhang Fan's gaze sank. He had never thought that the distance between people would be so far.

At this moment, without even needing too much language, he knew that he could never return to the years and time of the orphanage.

"All who land are brothers, why must they be flesh and blood..."

Luo Sen whispered leisurely, reciting the words Zhou Yi often hung on his lips back then.

"Zhang Fan, I have a father and a mother, yet I also have no father and no mother. The only person I view as a close relative in this life is the partner in the orphanage..."

Luo Sen looked at Zhang Fan. His gaze was like water, yet it was unprecedentedly clear and sincere.

"Zhang Fan, you are my brother. Even now, you blocked my path, you can still choose..."

As he spoke, Luo Sen looked at Zhang Fan with eyes revealing a glimmer of hope.

Zhang Fan frowned and shook his head: "Sorry, Luo Sen, I cannot let you pass. Besides this matter, everything else can be discussed."

"Listen to me..."

"Hahaha..."

Luo Sen gave a loud laugh. No joy or sorrow could be heard in the laughter, like the autumn wind killing, like the winter thunder shaking. Only his eyes hid a trace of sadness and a trace of determination.

"The path to becoming an immortal is to cut off family ties. At worst, I will kill a new self."

Luo Sen gave a long whistle. His eyes returned to clarity and depth, as if this sound cut off the past. Whatever love, hatred, or grievances, they all vanished at this moment.

A person like him, once his mind is set, will never look back. His Dao heart is strong, and heaven and earth are hard to move.

"Luo Sen!" Zhang Fan's gaze condensed like a line, feeling boundless killing intent.

At this moment, Luo Sen seemed to have cut off the fate with him; he was no longer someone who could not be killed.

"Zhang Fan, if you can't kill me, you will die here!"

The cold language echoed in Zhang Fan's ears. In a trance, Luo Sen had already killed his way to his front, and the two figures collided violently.

Boom—

Terrifying fluctuations surged like a tide, layers of ripples crushing the surrounding ground and rocks into powder. The violent sound was like thunder falling, echoing in the quiet deep mountains.

The pale moon hid, the wind raged, and the clouds were chaotic.

Looking from afar, the clouds hanging in the sky were overturned toward the mountains, torn apart by two completely different phenomena, like dragons and tigers fighting, like heaven and earth at war.

"What phenomenon is that!?"

In the steep mountains, Wang Qingyi, Wang Qinglian, Wang Qingshan, Meng Qiwu, Han Wenlong... and many Wang family experts were all alarmed and disturbed by this sudden phenomenon, searching for it one after another.

Looking at it, thick fog permeated, becoming more and more intense, constantly escaping from that quiet light hole, obscuring a mountain col. Faintly, one could see two figures colliding constantly. The terrifying fluctuation was like the eye of a storm, revealing a heart-palpitating aura. Everywhere in the mountains, flowers and grass actually bloomed, and in an instant, they withered and died.

Such a strange phenomenon made everyone widen their eyes, unable to help but marvel.

"Withering and flourishing in an instant, life and death are the same..."

"The supreme of the nine methods, Jia is born, Gui dies!"

"That is Luo Sen. He is fighting with someone. Who is it?"

Wang Qingyi, Meng Qiwu, Han Wenlong... these people's eyes were round, looking at the jumping sounds in the mountain fog, their hearts rising, unable to help but feel curiosity.

"Could it be Zhang Fan!?" Meng Qiwu whispered.

"Impossible!"

Wang Qinglian supported the wheelchair and looked at Meng Qiwu: "This Zhang Fan is clearly an old acquaintance with Luo Sen, and their relationship is not shallow. Such a life-and-death battle, how could it be him?"

Such a phenomenon is not a simple sparring of Daoist methods; it has reached a life-and-death danger. Luo Sen killed a Bai He Temple disciple for Zhang Fan, so how could they be fighting to the death in the blink of an eye!?

"Who exactly is it?"

Everyone looked at each other, clouds of doubt rising in their hearts.

Luo Sen is a practitioner of 【Jia is born, Gui dies】. Being able to fight to this extent, who would be the high expert?

Boom—

Suddenly, a terrifying fluctuation shot into the sky, and everyone's expression changed suddenly, only feeling that the Nascent Soul hidden in the center of their brow was about to split.

Their Nascent Souls were all feeling incomparable fear at this moment. Between heaven and earth, within yin and yang, there seemed to be black and white Qi flowing, like gods in heaven, like demons descending into the abyss. The God-Demon phenomenon pressed all the Nascent Souls in the world to tremble.

"That is..."

"The supreme nine methods, God-Demon Holy Embryo!?"

Everyone's expression changed suddenly, revealing deep incredulity in their eyes.

The nine great inner Dan methods—in one generation, being able to refine one is already a great fortune.

At this moment, two great supreme Dan methods actually appeared here, colliding with such intense fluctuations, simply shocking the world.

"The most ferocious in the world, God-Demon Holy Embryo... I only heard that twenty years ago, someone practiced this method, known as the Great Lingzong Wang." Wang Qinglian said in a deep voice.

As a disciple of the Pure Yang Wang family, she knew quite a bit about many secrets and past events.

"Could it be that the Great Lingzong Wang has come?"

Everyone was suspicious. If the Great Lingzong Wang lived until now, logically speaking, his cultivation should be quite terrifying. They naturally would not think, and would not dare to think, that there was a second person in the world today who practiced this method, becoming the only special case since ancient times.

"Zhang Fan... it really is Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Meng Qiwu's heart jumped wildly, a voice shouting repeatedly. She didn't expect that on the first night of being a guest at the Wang family, Zhang Fan would fight with the practitioner of Jia is born, Gui dies valued by Bai He Temple.

Boom—

In the surging fog, thunder flashes appeared.

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul completely awakened, black and white Qi boiling. Where it covered, there seemed to be countless thoughts intertwined and boiling. At this moment, any Nascent Soul that approached would be like falling into a meat grinder, all to be crushed and killed.

"Zhang Fan, your God-Demon Holy Embryo is completed!"

Luo Sen gritted his teeth, his language heavy. With his cultivation, his Nascent Soul was like carrying a shackle, layers of fire boiling, as if being rubbed by an invisible, terrifying giant force. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he would fall into a deep sleep at any time.

This kind of suppression made him unable to move.

Daoist fighting is ultimately a competition of Nascent Souls.

At this moment, the terror of the God-Demon Holy Embryo was manifested.

Hum...

In an instant, Zhang Fan had killed his way to Luo Sen's front. He knew that in this battle, both sides had absolutely no reservations; a difference of one thought was a life-and-death danger.

Boom—

Golden fire light flowed, rising in Zhang Fan's right palm. ===== CHAPTER 372 =====