Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 517: Chapter 256: Divine Demon Core Formation Mother! Human Xiao Emerges (Part 3)

”Zhang Fan!” Fang Changle’s eyes were about to split, his fists clenched tightly.

This kind of magical combat was already beyond his ability to intervene.

Yet, in such a desperate situation, there was no chance of a reversal left.

”Alas... Divine Techniques, Divine Techniques, are they truly without solution?”

Just then, Zhang Fan let out a sigh, which was not the lament of the desperate; he seemed to raise his head and ask the heavens, seeking to see if Divine Techniques were truly invincible.

Buzz...

At almost the same instant, a strand of black and white Qi seeped slowly from his brow, gently coalescing in his palm, merging into a single sphere—round and full, like the Profound Void Grand Pill, resembling the Daoist Spirit Pill.

”Within black, there is white—that is the Pill Mother!”

Zhang Fan gazed at the unstable ’Pill Mother’ in his hand, intoxicated in his eyes; in this moment, he seemed to forget entirely the peril he was in.

Golden light approached, fire dragons charging forth, as the mists billowed—Ji Haisan descended like a mountain god from the heavens.

Rumble rumble...

And at that moment, the ’Pill Mother’ seemed as if its dignity had been offended, suddenly emitting a long, resonant cry; the cry shook the heavens, and before the nine fire dragons could approach within ten paces, they crumbled away, scattered into nothingness.

The golden light trembled, as if greeted by the arrival of a king, and in an instant collapsed, fading to oblivion.

”What... what is this...”

Ji Haisan’s expression changed drastically, as if encountering a terror he’d never before known; he abruptly halted, horrified to discover his own Divine Techniques had vanished.

”You ought to die.”

Zhang Fan turned around, his face somewhat pale; the Pill Mother vibrated gently, and Ji Haisan’s body shattered and dissipated like scraps of paper.

”What... what is this thing!?”

The turn of events was too swift—even the faces of all present had changed.

They hadn’t even seen clearly how Ji Haisan met his demise; they could only watch as he stood before Zhang Fan, and, as if weathered by the wind, his body gradually broke apart—from his legs, to arms, then torso, until finally only a terrified face remained, tossed about on the wind.

”You followed me here from Yujing—do you truly crave death so?” Zhang Fan turned around; his gaze became ever more terrifying, no longer seeming human at all, but more like that lofty sky...

The vibration of the Pill Mother in his palm grew ever more Xuanmiao, and the surrounding mists dispersed in an instant.

”You... You broke my Divine Techniques? That... that’s impossible...” Song Yunqi bellowed wildly, simply unable to believe it.

The scene before his eyes had completely overturned his understanding—Divine Gift, strength bestowed by heaven itself; ordinary Daoist Skill could never hope to invade the domain of the Immortal Gods.

”He’s strange... He’s definitely not an ordinary disciple of Zhenwu Mountain...”

At that moment, Qin Ming suddenly roared, a trace of fear finally showing in his eyes—when he looked toward Zhang Fan, his gaze was changed forever.

”Tusk Mountain’s great power rises; this body as the mountain itself!”

At that moment, Qin Ming summoned the Great Evil Fang, his Primordial Spirit fusing with the exotic treasure, as if melting into the stalactite itself.

In an instant, the earth quaked and the boulders clattered down.

The aura of all Tusk Mountain roared madly, surging into Qin Ming’s body—his strength, his cultivation, his realm soared wildly.

This was man borrowing the force of mountain, fusing with a divine treasure; a rare fortune in the world, and a power peerless among mortals.

”Kill him!”

Song Yunqi shouted sharply, filled with dread at Zhang Fan’s power—yet Qin Ming’s actions gave him one last grain of hope.

The Great Evil Fang was born of Tusk Mountain itself, crafted by heaven and earth; once fused with the treasure, man was mountain, mountain was man.

Such a state was truly invincible.

Rumble rumble...

At that instant, the cliff split open—Ren Xiao’s Secluded Place suddenly revealed.

A figure descended in a flash, like the Demon Subduing Lord from heaven above, truly the Tai Sui God of the mortal world; a terrifying aura swept over the skies, and a withered arm reached out, seizing Qin Ming’s Celestial Spirit, five fingers entwined, then tore his head off as if it were a watermelon, crushing it to pulp.

”Ren Xiao!!”