Chapter 442: Sharing Life! Stepping into the Zhai Shou, Life Merit Great Success

The dark night sky, the great moon hangs high.

The spirit platform is square, divine light appears suddenly.

On the stone tree, that strange "pine cone" slowly dissipates, the crystal disintegrates, unexpectedly turning into a mass of clear Qi, merging with Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul, and returning to the body's abode.

At this moment, between Zhang Fan's brows, in the square inch, it seems as if a fire is burning, scorching and rolling; the exploding divine light, like clear blue transparency, seems to exist yet not, and the terrifying phenomenon unexpectedly pierces directly through Ma Wangju's body, tearing apart the physical body of that Zhai Shou expert.

Such a shocking scene appears before everyone's eyes, just like a stone breaking the heavens, shaking the eyeballs.

"That... what power is that?"

In the distance, Qu Zhe's face changes suddenly, and Shen Mingchan watches with a heart-pounding fear.

Lin Haitang's face loses its color even more.

Where the gaze reaches, between Zhang Fan's brows, that mass of scorching fire is wriggling, as if it were a "cave," mysterious and unfathomable, nurturing that terrifying divine light.

Mountains and caves, in Daoist cultivation, have extremely mysterious colors.

Mountains are regarded as the places closest to the Heavenly Dao.

Caves are metaphors for the mysterious pass, containing the code for the human body's inner universe to communicate with heaven and earth.

Therefore, the great masters of alchemy in ancient times realized Pure Yang and refined longevity, necessarily entering deep mountains and blessed lands, hiding in secret cave heavens.

Hum—

At this time, between Zhang Fan's brows, it seems as if a "cave" has opened—unseen, untouchable, unclear, indescribable... hidden within the scorching fire, the nurtured divine light is extremely special, like Qi flowing, like light floating, stirring up layers of terrifying ripples, radiating toward the surroundings.

"Little ghost!"

Suddenly, Ma Wangju lets out an angry roar, pulling everyone's line of sight back.

At this time, this Zhai Shou expert from West Spirit Mountain is vomiting blood, his lower abdomen is a bloody mess, and through the pierced wound, one can even see the scenery on the other side.

Within such a hideous wound, a round, glowing mass appears, its surface covered in cracks, surrounded by scattered light, having form but no substance, as if it could disintegrate and shatter at any moment.

"That... that is the Inner Alchemy..."

"He... he hasn't even entered the Zhai Shou realm, yet he unexpectedly broke the Daoist Inner Alchemy!?"

Everyone is horrified, looking at the blood-drenched Ma Wangju, then looking at the transforming Zhang Fan, their hearts already stirred with monstrous waves.

What is Inner Alchemy?

That is the great medicine of longevity, the foundation of Pure Yang; once the Inner Alchemy is formed, one is free in heaven and earth, the life state gradually reaches perfection, one leaves the mortal body, is not troubled by disasters or illnesses, and vaguely already has the characteristics of an immortal.

Breaking the Inner Alchemy is breaking the foundation of life.

"He has changed again." Zhuang Yumian says with a solemn expression, looking up; that "pine cone" has already disappeared. She does not know what kind of change Zhang Fan has undergone, but she can be certain it absolutely has to do with that heaven-born "Dao Fruit."

A change that is unclear, indescribable, yet far-reaching is quietly happening to Zhang Fan.

At this moment, everyone only sees the terror before them, yet they do not know the vibration that will come in the future.

"You all must die!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan speaks; he seems to have recovered his clarity, the scorching fire between his brows slowly dissipates, all kinds of phenomena vanish, yet his aura remains terrifying, his sharp eyes sweeping over everyone present.

"He's gone mad without limits."

In the thick blood Qi, Ma Wangju lets out a roar; his gaze is like lightning, his whole body still emitting a terrifying aura.

"Little ghost, what do you think the Zhai Shou realm is?"

"Life Merit Great Success, then one is not controlled by heaven!"

As the words fall, Ma Wangju's body vibrates fiercely, his tendons and bones ringing together like rolling thunder.

The Nascent Soul's nature light descends like true fire, burning his whole body; in that true fire, that round, glowing mass unexpectedly begins to heal, the cracks dissipate, and the scattered fragments around it begin to gather again.

"The mystery of Inner Alchemy is indeed the secret treasure of life." Zhang Wuming says with a solemn expression.

Inner Alchemy is the high concentration of life energy, the ultimate sublimation within the human body's cauldron, and the life level forms a leap.

A life system built by such high-concentration energy is simply unimaginable; even if bones break, they can be reborn, even if organs are damaged, they can heal, and even if the head is severed, one will not die immediately.

The vitality of such an existence is strong beyond imagination.

"If I can control my own life, only then can I plant a golden lotus in the fire." Ma Wangju says coldly, stating the secret of Inner Alchemy.

The Nascent Soul's nature light is like true fire, burning the whole body to refine the spirit pill; round and glowing, golden and brilliant, as if a golden lotus is born, seizing the creation and achieving mysterious power.

That is the image of the dragon and tiger.

That is the change of Kan and Li.

That is Life Merit Great Success.

That is defying heaven and changing fate.

Sure enough, the Inner Alchemy rotates, and the wound in the lower abdomen recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Boom—

At this time, Zhang Fan moves; he takes a step out, tiger roaring and dragon chanting, the terrifying aura field like a river pouring backward, walking toward Ma Wangju.

"Stop him." Lin Haitang shouts proudly.

She has seen Zhang Fan's power at the Pure Land Temple; here, apart from Ma Wangju, no one can stop him.

At this moment, Ma Wangju is repairing his Inner Alchemy, returning to his life; as long as it is within a moment, he can completely recover.

Boom—

As soon as the words fall, a sound of breaking wind arrives majestically, and the 【Bright Cave Hidden Treasure Seal】 smashes over like a mass of white light.

Zhang Fan lifts a hand, and the 【Black Gold Heijin Heijin Gu Yin】 is offered; the dim luster flows on that great seal, and the terrifying aura is like the sudden arrival of a long night, instantly swallowing that white light.

Immediately after, the two Dharma seals collide, fire sparks splashing, and layers of cracks appear on the 【Bright Cave Hidden Treasure Seal】.

"My Dharma seal." Qu Zhe cries out in alarm, revealing a look of pain, his cold gaze falling on the 【Black Gold Heijin Heijin Gu Yin】.

At this moment, everyone can see that the black great seal is not an ordinary item, unexpectedly able to resist the Dharma seal of Long Hu Shan.

"You die first!"

Zhang Fan does not even look, his right hand lifts, five fingers interlaced and gathered, and a power that is difficult to resist surges over like a force of sinking into the void.

Qu Zhe lets out a cry of alarm; his Nascent Soul unexpectedly leaves his body's orifices involuntarily, falling into Zhang Fan's palm.

"Detaining... Detaining the Spirit!?"

Zhuang Yumian is greatly moved; seeing it again at this moment, she can be one hundred percent certain that what Zhang Fan is performing is exactly the 【Detaining the Spirit】 technique of the Wu Wei Sect, only that it is even more domineering and invincible when used now.

"You..." Qu Zhe cries out in terror.

Bang—

Before the words fall, Zhang Fan's five fingers gather, and the terrifying power directly crushes his Nascent Soul, turning it into flowing light and scattering.

He does not even disdain to collect such a Nascent Soul.

"Dead... dead..."

Shen Mingchan watches with a heart-pounding fear; that Qu Zhe, who was almost on par with him, a high disciple of Mount Magu, just died before his eyes, as simple as killing a chicken or slaughtering a dog in the hands of that man.

At this moment, the fear of Zhang Fan rises again; he cannot help but regret why he made a move just now.

A moment of wrong thought, harboring a fluke, is a disaster from which there is no recovery.

Hum—

However, at this time, Zhang Fan does not even put him in his eyes, taking a step out, and has already bullied his way to Ma Wangju's front.

Roar—

At almost the same moment, Ma Wangju suddenly opens his eyes, the thick life aura surging like a river, not a bit weaker than just now.

The power of the Zhai Shou realm is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

He opens his leopard eyes wide, and with a single opening, he lets out a long whistle.

That sound is extremely special, directly exceeding the inherent frequency range of human sound, barely audible to the human ear, yet continuously amplifying, crazily impacting from the two levels of life and merit.

Pfft—

Zhuang Yumian, Shen Mingchan, and even Zhang Wuming turn pale, blood gushing from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses, their Nascent Souls trembling, as if they will faint in the next moment.

"Zhai Shou!" Zhang Wuming grinds his teeth.

Such an expert, his physical body is no longer of ordinary construction, his life is thick, and his power is vast.

In his blurred vision, Zhang Fan stands still; suddenly, his figure becomes blurry, and a strange fluctuation spreads over the sky and earth, like a long night, boundless and limitless.

"Nascent Soul!" Zhang Wuming senses something.

The Nascent Soul is the source of life and merit, the foundation of cultivation.

Once the Nascent Soul comes out, it is like a divine demon descending, like the universe overturning.

Hum— ===== CHAPTER 443 =====