Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 655: Chapter 317: Chen Dragon and Zhang Lingzong

Roaming the world, crossing rivers and seas, navigating the years to ascend high towers.

Seeing the moon open, seeing the moon arrive, how many are there on the grand head of the blue river?

”Each generation produces talents who lead for hundreds of years.” The vermillion beauty spoke softly, her calm gaze sweeping over Zhang Fan and the figures behind him.

Xia Weisheng, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Fang Changle... these outstanding figures of the younger generation were all within her sight.

Full of youthful vigor, like the rising sun, that weak ray of light still attracted Chen Dragon’s gaze.

”When the great wave arises, there must be torrents following... just like your father back then, a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, surrounded by powerful figures, sweeping through the Southeast invincible...” The vermillion beauty murmured, a touch of reminiscence in her eyes.

”Yet another new era...”

”Time flows like water, playing with human hearts, when love turns to indifference.”

The vermillion beauty sighed softly, deep in thought, her gaze seemingly flying to the horizon, flying to an unknown place.

At this moment, everyone was silent, but their minds were on high alert.

Even Zhang Fan sensed it; ever since this woman’s appearance, heaven and earth seemed sealed, everything around became vague, all things returning to the Five Elements, shifting between life and death, unable to escape the cage.

Their path to survival was completely cut off.

In other words, from the moment Chen Dragon appeared, the life and death of these people were no longer in their hands.

Who would have thought, before this, that the beautiful woman before them was one of the illustrious Thirteen Zodiacs, Chen Dragon.

”Do you think that shedding the Great Night allows you to challenge me?” The vermillion beauty smirked, looking at Zhang Fan with interest.

”How could that be? You are a well-known expert, why would I have such thoughts?” Zhang Fan chuckled.

”Since my appearance, you’ve had murderous intentions towards me at least seven times.” The vermillion beauty looked at Zhang Fan with a meaningful gaze.

”In this aspect, you take after your mother, honey on the lips, a dagger in the heart, ruthless and cruel.”

Mentioning Li Linglong brought a hint of cold detachment to the vermillion beauty’s voice.

”But it’s understandable, if it weren’t for me, how would you have lost your family and become an orphan, ignored by the world?”

”Even falling into the Great Night, living a muddled, ant-like life for ten years.”

Zhang Fan’s face still bore a smile, but his gaze turned a few degrees colder.

”Unhappy after just two sentences? You’re still too young.” The vermillion beauty smirked lightly.

”Your father went through the Great Night five times to reach his current cultivation; you haven’t even crossed one tribulation, let alone suppress the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate.”

At this moment, the vermillion beauty seemed to see through everything about Zhang Fan, her words filled with unrestrained teasing.

”Is such a weak you actually unable to hide the gaze?”

”Are you tired of living?”

Rumbling...

As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying pressure crushed down from the vermillion beauty.

Zhang Fan’s face changed dramatically, feeling as if the world before him had transformed. Everything tangible returned to its most primal form, the Five Elements reversed, the heavens and earth intertwined chaotically.

In the vast expanse, it seemed there was only that figure standing on the peak, looking down upon them.

At this moment, it wasn’t just Zhang Fan; Xia Weisheng, Li Miaoyin... everyone felt something unusual in their bodies. They sensed a strange aura flowing through their internal organs, disrupting Yin and Yang, reversing vitality, controlling the very roots of their flesh.

”Did you come to scare us today, senior?”

In that moment, only Zhang Fan, who had cultivated the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, could maintain a trace of clarity. He gritted his teeth and spoke in a deep voice.

”Indeed, you can still speak after shedding the Great Night.” The vermillion beauty chuckled softly.

”Senior...”

”What?”

”If you don’t kill me today, one day, I’ll kill you.” Zhang Fan said coldly.

”Is that a threat?” The vermillion beauty smiled faintly, ”A true child, aren’t you afraid of death?”

”Do you think you won’t attack if I’m afraid?” Zhang Fan said calmly.

He knew that the woman before him was no ordinary master, her realm was incredibly high, already at the level of the Celestial Master, not to mention she cultivated the Five Elements Mistaken King.

With such cultivation, even if he shed the Great Night once more, he feared he wouldn’t be a match.

At this moment, any hidden schemes were useless; it was better to be open and straightforward for a pleasant outcome.

”In this regard, you take after your father.” The vermillion beauty chuckled lightly.

”You have a slim chance of survival.”

With those words, the vermillion beauty turned her gaze to the deep, secluded valley.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

At that moment, the crisp sound of a bell rang out. Under the bright moonlight, an old man driving a bullock cart appeared in everyone’s sight, approaching slowly.

”Bald Grandfather!?”

Zhang Fan was astonished, never expecting that the grandfather skilled in multitasking would appear here.

”Master Xiang, it’s been a long time.” The vermillion beauty looked at the newcomer and spoke loudly.

”You recognize me.” Bald Grandfather’s voice came from afar, driving the bullock cart.

”How could I not recognize the Demon Leader of the Hundred Thousand Mountains?”

These words caused everyone’s expressions to change slightly.

Zhang Fan and Li Miaoyin exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

Who would have thought that the bald grandfather they met on the road was the master of White Elephant Mountain, the contemporary Demon Leader of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Known to the outside world as Master Xiang.

”I remember you; many years ago, you came with Zhang the Second, and Zhang the Second’s son is here too.”

Master Xiang, driving the bullock cart, came closer, glancing past Zhang Fan, and finally looking at the vermillion beauty, with a hint of doubt in his eyes as he scrutinized her.