Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 352: Chapter 189: Turmoil in the Dark Night! Fate Entwined with Killing Tribulation

At almost the same moment, Zhang Fan’s palm landed on Jiang Li’s face. Her eyes widened in shock, unable to react in time. A terrifying force surged like a tidal wave, pressing her head down and smashing it violently into the ground.

A loud explosion resounded as the ground burst open into a large pit, with dust and crimson blood rising into the air.

”Jiang Lai, save her.”

Zhang Fan cast a sidelong glance. Qi Ji’s condition was dire, with blood flowing incessantly from his neck. He had already passed out, completely unaware.

Buzz...

Before the words finished, fallen leaves began to dance in the air, landing on Zhang Fan.

In an instant, the flow of blood in his body slowed to an incredible crawl, True Yang reversed, and his body felt as if bound by shackles.

”Exorcism Technique!?”

Rumble...

In the blink of an eye, an overwhelming roar erupted. Fang Changying appeared before Zhang Fan like a ghost, with a golden glow flickering at the center of his brows, as if spiritual energy was gathering, like scales suddenly appearing.

He swung his right arm, which cut through the air with the sound of clashing blades and weapons...

”Divine Descent Technique!?”

Zhang Fan couldn’t help but show a peculiar expression. Both the [Exorcism Technique] and the [Divine Descent Technique] were ancient Daoist Skills, extremely difficult to master and requiring exceptional talent.

Especially the [Divine Descent Technique], which often invoked ancient scholars, Immortal Gods, demons, or Ancestral Masters, bringing divinity down to aid the practitioner, granting them incredible powers.

At this moment, it was unclear which Upper God Fang Changying had summoned. The flesh-and-blood arm seemed like a divine weapon, slashing toward Zhang Fan’s head.

Buzz...

Just then, Zhang Fan moved, flicking his right hand. A golden light flashed from his palm, and the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal struck toward Fang Changying like a brick.

”You’re actually unaffected by the Exorcism Technique?” Fang Changying’s expression changed suddenly, a deep surprise in his eyes.

Since mastering the [Exorcism Technique], he had never seen such a phenomenon. Clearly under the spell, yet completely unaware and moving freely, it was simply inconceivable.

However, before he could think further, the golden seal in Zhang Fan’s hand smashed down.

Ding...

The sound of metal striking rang out as the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal hammered down on what seemed like a weapon, making a crisp sound.

The next moment, Fang Changying’s arm unexpectedly broke under his gaze, with the sound of bones shattering.

”What kind of thing is this? It can actually break my [Divine Descent Technique]?” Fang Changying could hardly believe it.

His arm felt like a weapon, aided by the [Divine Descent Technique], yet Zhang Fan’s [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal] was indeed a Dragon and Tiger Seal, inscribed with the Dragon and Tiger Dao Secret Talisman, breaking spells upon contact, extinguishing all techniques.

Confronting Fang Changying directly, how could the [Divine Descent Technique] last?

”There are such young experts in Yujing City?” A storm surged in Fang Changying’s heart.

He could not have imagined that with just a single encounter, his [Exorcism Technique] and [Divine Descent Technique] would be broken by the opponent, with such domineering methods and bizarre cultivation, it completely exceeded his expectations.

”Go!”

In the blink of an eye, Fang Changying shouted, but his body hadn’t moved yet when fallen leaves danced in the air like blades, shooting toward Jifeng Pavilion’s brow.

Buzz...

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan stepped forward, blocking Jifeng Pavilion’s front. With a cold snort, the terrifying aura shattered the flying leaves as though they were flying knives.

”Escaped quickly!”

Zhang Fan looked up, yet Fang Changying’s figure was nowhere in sight. On the empty street, only fallen leaves fluttered down, scattering across the ground.

”Truly a master!”

Though it was just a brief encounter, Zhang Fan could see that Fang Changying was not an ordinary expert, possessing High Rank power. His [Exorcism Technique] was elusive and mysterious, his [Divine Descent Technique] exquisite beyond compare...

These two Daoist Skills combined were enough for him to cut through the High Skill, almost meeting no opponent.

In fact, Fang Changying’s Realm was already extremely high. With these two Daoist Skills, he was almost invincible among his peers, which is why he held a high position in the Wuwei Sect and was highly regarded.

But coming to Yujing City seemed like inheriting eight lifetimes of bad luck, encountering a freak like Zhang Fan, rendering both techniques useless, almost completely countered.

”Are you alright?”

Zhang Fan looked at Jifeng Pavilion beside him. The latter’s expression was somewhat dazed, as if severely shaken, merely shaking his head blankly.

Just then, the urgent wailing of sirens approached, as an ambulance roared to the scene.

...

Late at night, Yu Jing City People’s Hospital.

Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue arrived representing the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance, completing the handover procedures with relevant departments and taking over the case, as issues concerning the Daoist Sect couldn’t involve other forces.

”Luckily you were nearby.” Sui Chunsheng looked at Zhang Fan, his expression grave.

Two major experts from the Wuwei Sect appearing in Yujing City, and the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance hadn’t caught any wind of it.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan appeared in time. Though Fang Changying escaped, Jiang Li was captured alive, which was no small victory.

”How is Qi Ji?” Zhang Fan inquired.

”Still in rescue, should be fine, but Mo Yun...” Qi Ji shook his head.

Without the Primordial Spirit, life couldn’t be saved. Although she had become a vegetable, they knew Mo Yun would never wake up again, only able to give a humane farewell, sending her on her final journey.

At this point, Sui Chunsheng glanced at Jifeng Pavilion, sitting outside the operating room, then brought him aside.

At that moment, no one noticed that Jifeng Pavilion, having just gone through a tremendous ordeal, was lowering his head, his fists clenched tightly, veins bulging, his eyes filled with blood-red.

”Damn it... all ought to die... should all be killed...”

Jifeng Pavilion whispered softly, his thought never so intense, an unprecedented notion.

This thought was quietly transforming his Primordial Spirit!!!