Chapter 83: Great Night Without Light, Fierce God Can Be Solved

The path of talismans is something all Daoist sects in the world have dabbled in.

However, Drawing Talismans in the Void is a secret, ancestral skill of this path. Even if one has received the true teachings of the sect, without talent and luck, it is absolutely impossible to master.

Just like Qi Ji, who was born into the Maoshan Shangqing Sect; despite years of hard cultivation, he still hadn't mastered the mysteries of Drawing Talismans in the Void.

As for Jiang Hu, he had also studied the path of talismans since childhood, endured great calamities, and survived near-death experiences before finally realizing how to Draw Talismans in the Void.

"Who exactly are you?" Xiong Qianxing cried out.

Spiritual light rises at the fingertips, drawing in the void to move mountains and rivers.

Possessing the means of 【Drawing Talismans in the Void】, he must be of the orthodox Daoist sect.

Rumble...

Zhang Fan pointed out, drawing a "mountain" shape in the air, majestic and dignified, taking root in the ground.

Just this one mark was like a barrier, forcefully blocking the turbid Qi generated by the 【Pouring Shen Yinfeng】.

Hum...

Xiong Qianxing's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly pinched seals, his throat twitched, and he opened his mouth wide, trying to take back that mouthful of turbid Qi.

"Do you think you're a toad?"

Just then, Zhang Fan stepped out, his right hand spread open, fingers interlaced, actually forcefully gripping that mass of turbid Qi.

Hum...

As soon as that Shen Yinfeng turbid Qi was in his hand, a slippery feeling came, permeated with bone-chilling coldness.

Ordinary people with high internal dampness or heavy coldness will develop various diseases, which is why summer is the best season to dispel dampness and cold.

Shen Yinfeng turbid Qi, however, does the opposite; once it enters the body, it inevitably causes strange diseases.

"What?"

In the distance, Ming Chenxuan's eyeballs were about to fall out. Without the Yin Mountain Sect's methods, this person actually dared to touch this mouthful of Shen Yinfeng turbid Qi with his own flesh and blood?

Hum...

Zhang Fan, like a ghost, flashed in front of Xiong Qianxing. His right hand tapped down, and the Shen Yinfeng turbid Qi vibrated, actually pouring directly into his crown from the top of his head.

"Pfft..."

In an instant, Xiong Qianxing felt something was wrong. His eyes rolled back, revealing the whites, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, saliva began to flow from the corners of his mouth, and cold sweat seeped out continuously, gradually revealing the signs of the eight leaks.

"You... you..."

Xiong Qianxing collapsed on the ground, no longer having his previous composure and arrogance. A look of eerie fear appeared in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Fan.

He had never dreamed that the 【Pouring Shen Yinfeng】 he had practiced so hard would one day be used on himself.

"I admit defeat," Xiong Qianxing gritted his teeth and said.

At this moment, he felt that his lower body was also starting to leak.

The viciousness and effects of the Pouring Shen Yinfeng were only just beginning to show. If he didn't force that mouthful of Shen Yinfeng turbid Qi out of his body in time, heaven knows what he would leak into.

"Ming Yunxia, no wonder you were so fearless. It turns out you found a big backer."

Ming Chenxuan hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiong Qianxing up, looking at Zhang Fan with great apprehension.

Drawing Talismans in the Void—such means were not something just any Daoist priest could possess. With this person here, even if they turned the world upside down, it would be impossible to take anything away from this small courtyard.

"Let's go."

Supported by Ming Chenxuan, Xiong Qianxing turned around staggeringly and prepared to leave.

"Leaving just like that?" Zhang Fan said coldly.

When they came, they were arrogant, their tone bigger than athlete's foot. Now that their skills were inferior, they just leave as they please? There's no such good thing in this world.

"What do you want?" Ming Chenxuan gritted his teeth.

At this moment, the situation was stronger than the person; even as arrogant as he usually was, he had to bow his head.

"Don't say anymore..."

Just then, Xiong Qianxing raised his hand to interrupt him. His gaze narrowed, and a look of determination flashed across his face.

Immediately after, a Shen Yinfeng rose, slicing across his palm like a knife. Blood sprayed, and two fingers were forcefully severed, falling into the pool of blood on the ground.

Such ruthlessness and decisiveness made the corners of Zhang Fan's eyes twitch involuntarily. "Can we go now?" Xiong Qianxing endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth.

"Go, go." Zhang Fan waved his hand.

In fact, he just wanted the two of them to apologize in front of Ming Yunxia, but he didn't expect this Xiong Qianxing to be so ruthless, severing his fingers without a word. He was simply not human.

"Good!"

Xiong Qianxing picked up the severed fingers with difficulty and, supported by Ming Chenxuan, trembled and disappeared at the alley entrance.

"Thanks to you for resolving this."

Ming Yunxia stepped forward, her face filled with gratitude.

"This kind of person... even if I didn't make a move, heaven would eventually take them..." Zhang Fan chuckled: "A few days ago, I saw someone even more arrogant and pretentious than them, and he ended up being struck to death by lightning."

"Ah?" Ming Yunxia was stunned.

"Not important... not important..."

Zhang Fan waved his hand and then asked: "What about the thing the old Mr. Ming left for me?"

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"Here."

As she spoke, Ming Yunxia took out a small wooden box from behind her. It was quite exquisite, with a dragon and a tiger carved on it.

"Did the old Mr. Ming leave any other words for me?" Zhang Fan took the box and stroked the patterns on it.

"No, he said you should take the box back, and you'll know once you see what's inside," Ming Yunxia shook her head.

"Good, thanks." Zhang Fan nodded, put the wooden box away, chatted with Ming Yunxia for a while, added each other on SuperChat, and then stood up to say goodbye.

He didn't want to open the box directly in front of Ming Yunxia.

"Take care, go slowly on the road."

Ming Yunxia saw Zhang Fan out the door, and the latter's figure gradually disappeared into the deep alley.

"He... became weaker!?"

Ming Yunxia looked in the direction Zhang Fan had left, a look of confusion appearing on her beautiful face.

Hongfu Huayuan.

It was already 11:00 PM when Zhang Fan returned. Passing the security booth at the entrance, he greeted Liu Fusheng, who was on duty tonight.

"Little Fan, so late..."

Liu Fusheng was still smiling, as kind and gentle as a Buddha in a temple.

"Had some things to do today."

"Little Fan, what is that in your hand?"

Just then, Liu Fusheng saw the wooden box in Zhang Fan's hand and asked casually.

"A gift from a friend."

Zhang Fan said casually: "It's late, Uncle Liu, I'm heading back."

"Good, get some rest early."

Liu Fusheng nodded and watched Zhang Fan leave, his gaze fixed on the wooden box in his hand.

Not until Zhang Fan entered the building entrance did Liu Fusheng slowly withdraw his gaze, and at the same time, he let out a sigh.

"What a sin!"

Back home, Zhang Fan finally opened the wooden box. The box was very light, but inside there was only a slip of paper, which looked like it had been around for some years and was slightly yellowed.

"A slip of paper? Who left this for me?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then took the yellowed slip of paper out of the wooden box and saw only eight small characters on it:

Great Night Without Light, Fierce God Can Be Solved!!!

"Great Night Without Light!?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, connecting it to his dreams and his internal soul landscape.

"Who... who exactly left this slip of paper for me!?"

Zhang Fan flipped the paper over and examined it carefully, finally seeing an even smaller signature in the corner. On it was written a name:

Zhang Fan!!!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 84 =====