Chapter 481: Dharma Extinguished, Dao Bright! Fan Wang Shows Fierce Might

Deep in the Chang'an Yin Ruins, a secluded nameless place.

Vast fluorescent light like fire illuminated this dim underground world. In the empty valley, flowers were in full bloom, and the wonderful phases of life and death were everywhere.

Great Lingzong Wang's treasure blood was still burning, the flame light distinct and moving.

Under that treasure light, Zhang Fan walked straight to An Wuyang's side and looked at Wang Qiluo, the proud daughter of heaven of the Pure Yang Wang family.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan's voice was not loud, but it attracted the attention of Wang Qiluo and Wang Zhaolin.

Especially Wang Zhaolin, his brows locked tightly, a flash of essence in the depths of his eyes.

To him, this was a fresh face.

In Chang'an, in Qinxi, all great experts would leave their names on their Wang family's memorandum.

"Who are you? How dare you speak such wild words?" Wang Zhaolin gave a cold snort and couldn't help but look at An Wuyang.

In his eyes, the only one here who could speak and make their Wang family stop and stay was this successor of Mount Zhongnan.

However, An Wuyang looked at Zhang Fan deeply, his gaze sinking, but he didn't express his position.

Here, he couldn't be the master of Zhang Fan.

Such a small action falling into the eyes of a woman like Wang Qiluo already revealed a lot of unusual information.

"Young man, which family's disciple are you? To be able to be so valued by the successor of Mount Zhongnan and give up the situation?"

Wang Qiluo looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, looking him up and down.

"All phenomena are Dharma body phases, thousands of mountains are but temporary names," Zhang Fan whispered solemnly.

"Hmm!?"

Once these words were spoken, Wang Zhaolin raised his eyebrows, revealing dissatisfaction, and shouted in a deep voice: "You have a big shelf."

Wang Qiluo asked about his background, and this man in front of him, who looked about the same age as him, actually responded with such empty words.

"Meeting, don't ask where you come from, just watch the river and sea flow horizontally!"

At this moment, Wang Qiluo gave a light sigh, interrupting Wang Zhaolin's dissatisfaction.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, as if there were flowing light and destruction, bright and moving, looking at Zhang Fan, adding a bit more brilliance.

For some reason, this young man just stood there, always giving her an extremely special feeling, as if they had met before, hard to describe.

Because of this, she had such patience, wanting to see the background of this young man.

"Young man, your machine is sharp, but it is also sharp in tongue," Wang Qiluo shook her head and whispered.

"The place where the spiritual treasure appears is also a realm of great disaster. This thing is not something you can touch."

"Leave now. What I just said is still valid. I won't make things difficult for you two juniors."

"Little Aunt, don't waste..." Wang Zhaolin couldn't help but say.

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Wang Qiluo raising her hand. In her eyes, whether it was An Wuyang or the young man in front of her, their demeanor was extraordinary, their talent was even better, and they were all good seedlings for Daoist cultivation. It was natural for young people to have more twists and turns, but if they really folded here, it would be too wasteful and too regrettable.

"Senior is kind, just this one thought, the junior remembers it."

Zhang Fan whispered solemnly, his gaze shifted, and it had already fallen on that cut of 【Life-root】, his expression incomparably firm.

"But this thing, I am determined to get it."

Hum...

As soon as the words fell, a wild wind blew, and the petals drifted.

An Wuyang and Wang Zhaolin's pupils shrank suddenly. That woman had already disappeared from where she was and appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

That posture fell slowly, like an immortal descending from Heaven, but the slender and fair palm fell slowly, patting Zhang Fan's shoulder.

"Being so stubborn at such a young age is not a good thing."

Wang Qiluo's lazy voice echoed in Zhang Fan's ears.

However, the palm that fell slowly hadn't touched Zhang Fan's shoulder yet. Wang Qiluo suddenly moved her heart and turned to look. Zhang Fan's gaze had already locked onto her.

In an instant, a sense of crisis that felt like instinct arose, like that flash of spiritual light, like that heart lamp being lit.

Bang...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan moved.

Wang Qiluo's figure also changed.

Wang Qiluo's palm pressed down suddenly, with the strength of a dragon and elephant, surging like the sea, fiercely pressing toward Zhang Fan's shoulder; the latter leaped into the sky, meeting it head-on like an arrow released from a bowstring.

In a square inch, within one step, two figures actually collided violently.

Rumble...

Explosive sounds, cracks spread under the feet of the two, terrifying power intertwined and collided in the air, the air exploded, and fire light faintly flickered.

In the soaring smoke and dust, the two figures crossed, and the terrible phenomenon boiled and permeated in the dark underground world.

"This..."

In the distance, Wang Zhaolin's expression changed drastically, simply unable to believe his eyes.

One must know that his Little Aunt is a Zhaishou realm, life-gong complete existence. To be able to see through her attack trajectory in an instant, and stand and counterattack, flesh-and-blood collision, power comparison actually not inferior at all?

What does this mean?

"Impossible!"

Wang Zhaolin's face trembled, a bold guess arose in his mind, but the voice in his heart was roaring, not daring to be sure.

"Zhaishou realm!" Wang Qiluo's gaze condensed into a line, staring at Zhang Fan, as if re-recognizing this young man.

Her words completely broke the last bit of Wang Zhaolin's fantasy.

At this age, stepping into the Zhaishou realm?

As a disciple of the Pure Yang Wang family, that was the achievement he dreamed of and sought after, but looking at the history of the Wang family, the number of existences capable of refining Daoist Inner Dan before thirty can be counted on one hand.

In the world today, the Age of Dharma Decline has descended, which is almost an impossible achievement.

Even with heaven-defying talent, how can it be done by human power?

However, the man in front of him did it.

Dharma extinguished, Dao bright, as if a true master descended to the human world.

"Zhao Jiexuan... young man, your name is Zhao Jiexuan," Wang Qiluo said suddenly.

At this very moment, she could conclude that this young man was the young expert who visited her shop two days ago.

Rumble...

Zhang Fan didn't deny it. Suddenly, he formed seals with both hands, but a group of light and shadow was born in his Dantian, golden, round, and terrifying fluctuations were brewing and surging.

Immediately after, a fire light soared into the sky, like a fire dragon rushing into the sky, pouncing towards Wang Qiluo.

"Lu Zu's mysterious power, Pure Yang Fire Method!?" Wang Qiluo's eyes lit up.

Zhang Fan today is already different from the past. Kan and Li intersect to produce red flames, and the dragon and tiger coil to form vermilion flowers.

That fire light rose suddenly, like a long river vast and mighty, crisscrossing north and south, sweeping east and west. The momentum was so vast that it could no longer be mentioned in the same breath.

"This is the Fire Method!?"

In the distance, Wang Zhaolin's eyes had long been illuminated red by the vast fire light. The flames he saw were like a long river vast and mighty.

Such fierce might, he had never seen it in any peer.

"A bit interesting!"

Facing the fire dragon with fierce might, Wang Qiluo stood still, nodding and laughing lightly.

Suddenly, she formed a seal with one hand, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and a stream of clear Qi sprayed out, permeated with a strange fragrance; in the blink of an eye, it became a sky-filling fire.

That flame was extraordinary, like the river and sea boiling, hiding thunder mystery inside, spreading one after another in the air, intertwined and merged with the true fire.

"Thunder-Fire Combined Attack!" Zhang Fan's gaze condensed into a line.

This method is not a mortal method; only the mysterious gate sees true merit. Thunder is the tendons and bones, fire is the face, and the Yin-Yang agitation produces mysterious elements.

Rumble...

Thunder and fire intertwined, shaking a dark underground world.

If Zhang Fan's true fire was like a long river piercing the sun, then Wang Qiluo's thunder and fire were ten thousand miles of wind and clouds.

Hum...

Wang Qiluo's demeanor was unparalleled. She formed the formula, and the supreme wonderful method was born.

Purple electricity and green flames intertwined, thunder and fire in the same furnace to refine the Great Dan, thunderous sounds with dragon and tiger roaring, and turtle and snake coiling in the depths of the flame light.

In a trance, in the thunder and fire, there was also a group of spiritual light floating, round, golden.

Zhang Fan's expression tightened slightly. He knew that this woman had already obtained the wonderful true meaning of the Dan method. If it were about the understanding and perception of cultivation, it was even above him. ===== CHAPTER 482 =====