Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 342: Chapter 185: Great Demon Black Nightmare! Bai Buran in the Night (Part 2)

Hoo...

Taking advantage of the emptiness, a sound of the air breaking reverberated in the ear. A black long tail lashed out like a whip, its air-striking movement was powerful and mighty enough to shatter gold and crack stones...

If it landed on a person, even a cultivator would not withstand such a tail strike.

This is the terrifying aspect of demons; they seize human bodies, leveraging the Primordial Spirit with their physical forms for cultivation, never abandoning the original flesh. Combined, they achieve profound Daoist Skills and the strength of a beast, almost limitless.

”Innate Dao Mother, Emperor Zhou Tianchen.”

”Lord of the Stars, Dou Mansion Venerable King.”

...

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Fan formed a [Finger Fighting Seal] with his hand, murmuring incantations.

In a daze, the starry sky was vast, and it seemed as though starlight was falling, sprinkling upon Zhang Fan, with the True Yang flowing beneath his skin radiating mottled glow, while the starlight adhered to the surface of his body was even more brilliant.

”Celestial Mother Heart Curse.”

Black Rat seemed quite knowledgeable, squinting his eyes and shouting loudly.

Bang...

The next moment, a violent sound slashed through, as the black tail whipped onto Zhang Fan’s body, making the starlight cling to the surface sway violently, unexpectedly causing cracks to appear.

”Good fellow.”

Zhang Fan’s eyes jumped with surprise, even with the [Celestial Mother Heart Curse] protecting his body, he could feel the tremendous force penetrating, causing his internal organs to tremble incessantly.

Imagining the magnitude of the force in such a tail strike.

Bang...

At this moment, Black Rat’s figure shook, and another tail sweep came swiftly.

Zhang Fan swiftly dodged backward, having [Celestial Mother Heart Curse] with him, enhancing his defense, power, and speed considerably.

Whoosh...

That long tail missed its target, landing on a boulder the size of a table, which shattered on impact, breaking into seven or eight pieces.

”Little brat, unexpected that you acquired the genuine teachings of the Daoist Sect, yet it ranks among the Profound Sect orthodoxy.”

Black Rat mouthed these words, yet his figure didn’t pause even slightly; his speed was extremely fast, relentlessly pursuing Zhang Fan, with his long tail continuously sweeping, the immense power galloping through the dense forest.

Zhang Fan relied on the [Celestial Mother Heart Curse] to maneuver and evade, narrowly avoiding deadly assaults, but could still sense the terrifying pressure.

Such strength, if hit by one tail, would easily sever someone into halves.

”Black Heaven Black Heaven, deep as the nine abysses. Bury the bones return place, bury the head next to the grave...”

Suddenly, while attacking, Black Rat swirled his claws, murmuring incantations.

Immediately thereafter, a thick black fog surged from all directions moving like a boundless night descending upon the mortal world, continuously devouring and stripping away the starlight surrounding Zhang Fan.

”Great Black Heaven Curse!?”

Zhang Fan was deeply surprised.

The Great Black Heaven Curse is an extremely secretive secret curse in the Daoist Sect, comparable to the Celestial Mother Heart Curse.

It’s said reciting this curse can obliterate the three lights, cause the sun to set, the moon to hide, and the stars to fall, making it the nemesis of the Star Worshipping Faction.

”Little brat, you think you’re the only one who can chant curses!?” Black Rat kept closely pursuing, sneering coldly.

”This rat has truly become a demon, surprisingly knowing the orthodox Daoist magic.” Zhang Fan inwardly struggled.

The Great Black Heaven Curse is no mere Wild Fox Zen, but a profound sect’s orthodoxy, secretly transmitted by Daoism, ordinary Daoist priests wouldn’t know it.

This skill isn’t something that can be cultivated without the teaching of individuals with great Divine Techniques.

Zhang Fan never even dreamed that a rat would become a demon, mastering such Daoist Magic.

This is no ordinary demon, or it could be said far more troublesome than usual demons.

Whoosh...

As the black fog surged in, the starlight around Zhang Fan dimmed suddenly. Once the Celestial Mother Heart Curse broke, his speed immediately slowed, as the wind whistling by his ear, he saw that long tail, like a dark shadow, swiftly approaching.

”Break!”

At this moment, Zhang Fan whispered softly, exhaling a gentle breath; as he flipped in mid-air, the surrounding air began to distort, fierce True Flame swirling wildly, like a dragon roar shocking the heavens.

In an instant, on the Deserted Mountain, a blaze shot up into the sky, vividly splitting this ghostly long night.

”This is... Pure Yang True Intent, Dan Fire Separation and Reunion!?”

Black Rat’s expression changed drastically, his green eyes contracting like mung beans.

Rumble...

Fire Dragon Pill Sword, this magic not weaker than the [Five Thunders Righteous Method], finally manifested in Zhang Fan’s hands.

The combination and separation of True Flame formed a three-foot sword length as it spewed its divine might like a blade of light.

The black long tail swept in, clashing with the True Flame driven by Zhang Fan, it’s like a long whip encountering a Magic Sword, like Profound Snake seeing a Fire Dragon...

Bang...

A burst of bursting noise, flashing countless flames splashed, illuminating the ghostly long night, accompanying Black Rat’s cry of pain.

After all, he is flesh and blood, no matter how refined his tail, it couldn’t withstand Zhang Fan’s Dan Fire!?

”Damn... I’m really damned... You dare to play with fire?”

Black Rat screamed incessantly, and instantly lost the fierce momentum. The long tail caught fire, wrapped in unquenchable flames, rapidly retreating.

This is Daoist True Flame, not something that can be easily extinguished.

”Why aren’t you laughing now!?” Zhang Fan chuckled lightly.

”Little brat, don’t get cocky. Just wait for me.”

Black Rat shouted while leaping up, burrowing directly underground.

”Hmm!?”

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, focused again, and saw no trace of Black Rat, only the scorched smell in the air, as if fur and flesh were burnt.

”This rat truly has some skills.”

Looking at the deep pit on the ground, Zhang Fan fell into thought.

A rat is still a rat; its best skill is burrowing and digging, just this escape skill isn’t something that ordinary demons can compare to, not to mention its formidable body, the tail usage is extremely cunning...

The most terrifying thing is this rat being skilled in Daoist Magic, and quite orthodox.

”What kind of person could train such a rat?”

If it were a life-and-death battle, Zhang Fan could take down this rat, but in this Deserted Mountain, if the opponent wanted to flee, there was nothing he could do.

This thought made Zhang Fan couldn’t help but look up towards the mountain peak.

The rat said that there was a Daoist Temple hidden in this mountain, named Jue Miaoguan.

”My dad brought me here before...” Zhang Fan fell into thought.

The people Zhang Lingzong visited surely weren’t ordinary; daring to have a Daoist Temple set up on this Deserted Mountain and able to train such a demon as Black Rat, it was clear with a bit of thought that this wasn’t just any typical master.

”Could it be...”

A jolt passed through Zhang Fan’s heart, suddenly recalling Liu Nanxu’s words.

”There’s a great master hidden in Yujing City, enough to rank among the top five in the world...”

”Could it be this Observatory Master?”

The more Zhang Fan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, shivering, quickly heading towards Jifeng Pavilion and Mo Yun, lifting them.

”Still telling me to wait, I’ll wait for your grandmother’s big-uncle mushroom.”

Looking at the hole where Black Rat had just vanished, Zhang Fan spat, turned around and left, daring not to linger any longer.

There was something eerie about this Deserted Mountain.

No matter who the Observatory Master was, or whether he indeed was the top five master, residing here didn’t seem normal, keeping a distance was better.

Without further ado, Zhang Fan hoisted Jifeng Pavilion and Mo Yun, heading down the mountain, gradually vanishing into the desolate night.

...

At this time, another part of Deserted Mountain.

A pile of scattered rocks suddenly parted, revealing a deep hole.

Under the ghastly white moonlight, a black shadow sprang out; it was none other than the Great Demon Black Nightmare.

He hugged his tail tightly, heartbrokenly blowing, as the air filled with a scorching scent.

Zhang Fan’s Fire Dragon Pill Sword had indeed dealt his tail quite some damage; it would probably take at least three to five years to recover, while seeking numerous Great Medicines and mountain treasures.

”Little brat, a grudge between us is surely formed.”

Black Rat gritted his teeth, spat.

Buzz...

At this moment, a blinding light shot from afar, directly falling on Black Nightmare.

”Damn it, who has the guts of a bear and a heart of a leopard?” Black Rat cursed.

What was happening today? More people on the mountain than ghosts seeking death.

”Younger Brother Hei, it’s me; I brought your favorite dried fish.”

At this moment, a gentle voice came from not too far away.

”So it’s Brother Bai.” Black Rat grinned hearing it.

A man holding a flashlight in one hand and carrying a bag approached slowly. Under the pale moonlight, he revealed his true form: it was Bai Buran.