Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 92: Chapter 85: Secrets of the Evil Gods, Divine Splitting Technique (5k-Word Chapter)

The black mist rises like a Great Demon, and in the darkness, the Evil Gods appear.

”Zhang Fan!?”

”Why is it you? How could it be you?”

Xiong Ba’s Primordial Spirit trembled like wild flames, his eyes were wide open, staring at the Evil God emerging from the black mist, unable to believe his eyes.

He never dreamed that the Evil God suppressed within the Xiong Family ancestral hall would appear as Zhang Fan.

”Taiyi Dharma Lineage, resonating through the same essence, the day you received this technique was destined to lead to this encounter.”

From within the black mist, the phantom resembling Zhang Fan wavered like a mirage, its eerie voice echoing in Xiong Ba’s Primordial Spirit Inner Scenery.

Xiong Ba frowned in confusion, half-understanding the words.

Did the Evil God know he would encounter Zhang Fan the day it taught him the Taiyi Life-saving Skill?

”Who... who exactly are you?” Xiong Ba’s Primordial Spirit couldn’t help but ask.

Though this Evil God looked exactly like Zhang Fan, the feeling was entirely different, clearly not the same person.

”Bring him here.” The bizarre figure spoke from within the dark mist.

”Who? Zhang Fan?” Xiong Ba was filled with uncertainty.

Buzz...

At that moment, the black mist surged, sweeping like a frenzy, spiraling out of control.

”Wait... wait...”

Xiong Ba’s Primordial Spirit shook violently, and immediately returned from the Inner Scenery.

When he opened his eyes, he was still in the Xiong Family ancestral hall, surrounded by incense smoke, flickering candlelight, and two shadows were pressed ahead.

Xiong Ba looked up, seeing Xiong Qianxing and Ming Chenxuan had entered at some point.

”Xiong Ba, when did you return?” Xiong Qianxing smiled faintly.

”Just now.” Xiong Ba’s voice was somewhat dry.

During the previous clan magical combat, he had suffered quite a bit under Xiong Qianxing.

”Since you’ve returned, why not come and greet me? Do you not regard me?”

Xiong Qianxing’s gaze narrowed, his voice becoming cold. He was harboring a flame of anger without an outlet, and someone delivered themselves to him, so he naturally wouldn’t miss the chance.

”Pick the soft fruit for the squeeze.”

”I haven’t had the chance...” Xiong Ba stood up quickly to explain.

”No chance?” Xiong Qianxing sneered: ”I’ll slap you now and apologize, do you think it’s timely?”

”You...”

Xiong Ba’s face changed at the words: ”Don’t bully too much.”

”So what if I bully you?” Xiong Qianxing laughed. On a regular day, he wouldn’t even consider Xiong Ba, but today he must vent.

”You’re just unlucky to cross me.” Ming Chenxuan looked at Xiong Ba with some sympathy.

”Come over...”

Xiong Qianxing crackling his fingers, ordered Xiong Ba with a commanding tone.

”Xiong Qianxing, don’t think I’m easy to bully.” Xiong Ba gritted through clenched teeth.

”Hehe, exactly because I think you are easy to bully.”

Xiong Qianxing’s eyes turned cold, forming a Seal with his hand. He spewed out filthy wind from his mouth, which was precisely the Xiong Family’s Guan Yin Wind.

It’s his specialty Daoist Skill, a breath of filthy wind, tempered over countless corpses and bones, refined from Yin, once the filthy wind invades the mind, an evil illness is born.

”You forced me.”

Xiong Ba’s expression suddenly darkened, his previously evasive eyes flashed with a fierce glint.

These days, following Zhang Fan, he refined the Taiyi Life-saving Skill, his Daoist Skill had improved, naturally emboldening him. At once, hot blood surged, facing the overwhelming filthy wind, he did not retreat, but instead stepped forward, moving first.

Rumble...

At that moment, Xiong Ba’s palm seemed enveloped in grey mist, the temperature in the surroundings plummeted sharply. In a trance, the mass of grey mist coalesced, transformed, slicing through the filthy wind like a blade.

”This is... Gathering Yin to Form Evil!?”

Xiong Qianxing’s face changed drastically, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

All Xiong Family’s Daoist Skills were Techniques of Refining Yin, including his filthy breath.

Gathering Yin to Form Evil was already considered a profound skill, by comparison, his filthy breath was not even worth acknowledging.

”How is this possible!?” A voice seemed to roar in Xiong Qianxing’s mind.

This marginal figure, not even considered a direct disciple, was defeated by him days ago in the clan magical combat, how could he suddenly wield such power today?

Buzz...

No time to think, Xiong Ba moved like a phantom, appearing closer, the raging wind howled, evil qi surged, a terrifying force slammed into Xiong Qianxing’s abdomen.

Suddenly, he felt as if placed in an icy cave, spitting out blood, his kidneys shrank, essence qi scattered, his hair instantly withered and fell.

This was the symptom of Profound Yin entering the body, evil qi causing illness.

Bang...

With a loud crash, Xiong Qianxing flew horizontally, heavily hit the ground, spitting fresh blood again, his face turned as white as a sheet.

”Young Master Xing!”

Ming Chenxuan’s expression changed, hurried forward to assist, his fearful eyes still fixed on Xiong Ba.

He hadn’t thought the anticipated easy bullying would turn into such an incredible reversal.

The worthless... he was hiding his skills!?

”You... you were pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!?”

With Ming Chenxuan’s support, Xiong Qianxing staggered to his feet, staring fixedly at Xiong Ba.

He had to admit, he underestimated this worthless figure.

”Xiong Qianxing, who do you think you are? Can you really act arrogantly?” Xiong Ba succeeded in one strike, instantly gaining confidence.

”In the future, if you dare play tough with me, it won’t be so easy as today.”

At this moment, Xiong Ba suddenly felt a sense of liberation, the gloom from being bullied vanished, his back seemed to straighten, his demeanor changed slightly.