[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-446":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Pure Yang!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2267546,4427,"Chapter 446: The Common King (5k Chapter)","pure-yang-chapter-446",446,"\u003Cp>Those who embrace the perverse rather than the orthodox and attain the True Dao are the One Without Second, unmatched by all under heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon lord of Tongluo Mountain: Ning Xie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a century ago, when masters abounded, those who dared speak such a name were few indeed; how much more so now, after a hundred years of decay, where old friends have withered like leaves in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many still remember this name in this age?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been nearly a hundred years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Tongluo Mountain, that towering figure sighed softly, his fierce aura tinged with solitude and desolation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within Cangshan, in a realm of utter doom, the white crane soaring skyward suddenly radiated divine radiance under the moonlight, echoing in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, every eye fixed upon the white crane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baihe Guan!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s gaze sharpened into a single thread; his hands clenched unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the mountains, seas, and hidden realms, where demons and ghosts abound, only a handful—like the ancient tortoise of Zhenwu Mountain and the white crane of Baihe Guan—stood at the pinnacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were ancient demons who had lived over three hundred years, their cultivation staggering and earth-shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among all mountain-sea demons and ghosts, only one might surpass this white crane…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yan King!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You feathered nuisance, why leave the imperial capital and come to my Tongluo Mountain?” Ning Xie spoke coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The place where Xuanwu rejected corpses—once, the Three Corpses Daoist came here, using calamity to evade the Life-Death Mystery.\" The giant white crane flapped its wings gently, its piercing voice echoing across Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My disciple of Baihe Guan is destined for this great calamity; here, he must comprehend the way of calamity’s birth and extinction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Changgeng!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s brow lifted, his gaze cold as frost—he had feared this moment, and now it had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man, indeed, was like a centipede: dead but not yet still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was ten years ago, beneath Longhu Mountain—that was their first clash as youths; Li Changgeng was gravely wounded, while Zhang Fan entered Da Ye Bu Liang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second was in Dongshan Province’s [Qiu Xian Guan]; Zhang Fan had not yet achieved He Shen, yet Li Changgeng fell victim to Zhao Jiexuan’s schemes—had he not possessed the divine ability [Severed Head Rebirth], he would have perished then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was then that Zhang Fan first saw the white crane—descending from the heavens, carrying Li Changgeng away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout, the man never even glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third—and final—time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Ten Thousand Mountains, after achieving He Shen, they fought to the death; in the end, Li Changgeng’s form and spirit were utterly obliterated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Form and spirit obliterated… and yet he lives!?” Zhang Fan’s gaze turned icy, thick with suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment this thought arose, the giant white crane, hovering midair, suddenly turned its piercing gaze upon Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never expected… your lineage is nearly extinct, reduced to a few stray cats and dogs, your father driven into Ailao Mountain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And yet—you’ve still managed to rise!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The icy voice echoed across Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhuang Yumin, Lin Haitang, Shen Mingchan—all their gazes turned to Zhang Fan, brimming with deep curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jiexuan truly had a monumental origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, you jest—this is hardly anything,” Zhang Fan said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I can personally ascend to Baihe Guan, that will be true cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, the giant white crane’s gaze grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There may never be such a day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant white crane flapped its wings—if their last meeting saw him regard Zhang Fan as nothing more than a whetstone for Li Changgeng,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now, he truly felt the urge to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last remnant of the Southern Zhang, grandson of Zhang Tiansheng, son of Zhang Lingzong—yet so young, already entered the Zhai Shou realm, and one of only two in all heaven and earth to have forged the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Zhang Fan’s growth and speed had surpassed all prediction and control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Many of your kin died by my hands; one more won’t matter.” The giant white crane’s talons tapped lightly, emitting metallic chimes, glinting with a metallic sheen beneath the pale moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were there back then?” Zhang Fan said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destruction of the Southern Zhang—this crane had been part of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I plucked out your grandfather’s heart—still dripping blood, delicious to taste,” the giant white crane said lightly, his mocking gaze drifting over Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the words left his mouth than an unnamed fire surged from Zhang Fan’s heart, nearly uncontrollable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wuming reacted swiftly, grabbing him by the arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I rise to power, I will come to your door and settle accounts—first, I’ll take your head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each word tore from Zhang Fan’s teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than a terrifying aura surged forth, stronger by many times than Yuan Zhuliu’s had been moments before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, all were stunned—suddenly, white feathers rained from the sky, wind howled like cries of cranes, and the heavens and earth rang with a final, deafening resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feathered nuisance, do you take me for a prop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a fierce, icy voice rang in their ears, snapping their frozen thoughts back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, another aura surged skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two utterly distinct waves collided above Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crane hovered in the air; the black serpent coiled around the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clash seemed to rip the sky in half—clouds reversed, moonlight shattered, black-and-white ripples violently battered Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth cracked; lightning surged and stretched across the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demon aura—this is true demon aura!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear, unmistakable, shone in every eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two were true earthly overlords, standing atop the pinnacle of all demons and ghosts under heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a clash was rare—seen once in decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Tongluo Mountain, black and white surged, sharply divided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All their yuanshen felt as if sinking into a furious ocean; looking up, they saw two vast, blurred figures standing in heaven and earth, like sovereigns of mountains and rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ning Xie, will you stand against me for this boy?” The giant white crane’s voice rose sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feathered nuisance, you overestimate yourself—so what if I stand against you?” Ning Xie replied coldly: “I call you ‘feathered nuisance’ out of courtesy; without it, you’re not even a bird.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting. It seems you haven’t yet escaped your Great Life-Death Crisis,\" the giant white crane sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your cultivation is hard-won—why risk your life and soul for this insignificant brat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A joke. Do you truly believe Baihe Guan is invincible?” Ning Xie said gravely: “Feathered nuisance, I’ll make a wager with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What will you wager?” the giant white crane asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The future!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Ning Xie spoke coldly, his gaze lifting to Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When heaven and earth stir with great fortune, a true hero emerges every hundred years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wager that in the changing tides of time, over the next hundred years…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This boy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will become the greatest under heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, heaven and earth fell silent; mountains and rivers froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred incredulous gazes fixed upon Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a judgment, such an expectation—immensely heavy, yet spoken by a peerless overlord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. I’ll wager with you—let’s see whose Dao will rule the future!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crane’s cry pierced the sky, echoing across Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words faded, a swirling black light surged skyward, swallowing the clouds, crushing the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast heaven and earth remained—only the giant white crane hovered, wings spread, standing above Tongluo Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, from within the swirling black light, a frail figure slowly emerged, landing upon the giant white crane’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frail figure’s face was deathly pale, gaunt as if terminally ill; he sat cross-legged atop the crane, gazing down with cold, emotionless eyes—his gaze fixed solely on…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Changgeng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan looked up; seeing the frail figure, their eyes met—no words were needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your life is stubbornly long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven seems not yet tired of fighting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frail figure spoke softly; his aura radiated calamity and malevolence, as if bound by calamity, trapped within heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calamity is the elixir of immortality—you are truly my elixir for transcendence…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before we have absolute certainty of killing you, we will not meet again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slender figure grew even weaker, as if those few words had drained all his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The next time we meet, it will be when I cut you down to prove my Dao.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words faded, the giant white crane soared into the sky, its piercing cry like rolling thunder, piercing through the nine heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>",1434,"2026-06-19T21:05:46.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8d608f4501e186701efb4e54e7578a4470660a88f34f889fd7e658e04528de0e","pure-yang-chapter-447","pure-yang-chapter-445",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]