Pure Yang!

Chapter 406 Zhang Fan's Power! The Strongest Human Race in History

Yu Xuanji, this successor of Sanqing Mountain, actually dared to enter Zhenwu Mountain and travel thousands of miles to get here.

This news came as a surprise to Zhang Fan.

“She knew you would come.” Li Miaoyin was calmer than Zhang Fan.

"But she still came."

"Then there are only two possibilities," Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

“Either she’s confident that you can’t do anything to her, or even that she can now easily overpower you,” Li Miaoyin added.

"Or, there must be a reason why she absolutely had to come to Zhenwu Mountain, making her willing to take such a huge risk."

Zhang Fan said naturally.

He and Li Miaoyin exchanged words, their tacit understanding was extraordinary.

Ge Shuangxiu sat to the side, pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that she was superfluous in being there.

“No matter what…” Zhang Fan’s eyes suddenly darkened, a chilling glint flashing across them.

"It would be best to leave her here," Li Miaoyin interjected.

"I'll stay here forever," Zhang Fan added.

"Well... why don't you guys continue chatting, I'm going back to rest."

As he spoke, Ge Shuangxiu stood up and started to walk out, but he suddenly stopped at the door.

"Where the hell am I supposed to go? This is my room."

Ge Shuangxiu rolled her eyes, turned around, and made a gesture to get rid of him.

"Haha, Lao Ge, you're getting irritable."

Zhang Fan laughed, walked over, and pulled Ge Shuangxiu to the bedside.

"Let me treat your injuries."

“This damn lightning magic is unlike any other.” Ge Shuangxiu shook his head and said.

The lightning that invaded his body almost became entangled with his primordial spirit, merging with it to the point that it was nearly impossible to distinguish them.

Just like cancer cells, even harsh chemotherapy can kill good cells along with cancer cells, causing harm to the body.

“That is, after all, Li Changgeng’s third supernatural power,” Zhang Fan said solemnly.

He had witnessed the power of the Thunder Origin Dharma Assembly before; when used at full strength, it was even stronger than his Samadhi True Fire. However, the one Ge Shuangxiu received was condensed from a talisman, so its power should be much weaker than the original.

hum...

Zhang Fan's brow and spirit platform twitched slightly, and a wisp of light shone through, pure white and bright. His primordial spirit was faintly visible, residing in the three-inch space of the Yuan Palace.

Almost simultaneously, Ge Shuangxiu's seated body trembled violently, and streaks of crimson lightning seeped out from his flesh, bones, and spirit.

The bolts of lightning were boiling and swirling, like evil dragons crawling out of the abyss in the night, about to enter the human world to hunt for food.

Bah...bah...

At this moment, the lights in the room kept flickering, and the voltage became extremely unstable.

hum...

Immediately afterwards, the bolts of lightning seemed to have found their target, breaking away from Ge Shuangxiu's body and rushing towards Zhang Fan's spiritual palace and primordial spirit.

Rumble…

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's barely visible primordial spirit moved slightly, as if breathing, and surging bolts of lightning merged into his primordial spirit.

"Crack...knock..."

A strange chewing sound echoed in the quiet room, and the chewed lightning sparked with ethereal flames that scattered randomly.

This scene seemed inexplicably strange to Ge Shuangxiu and Li Miaoyin.

"The Divine Demon Holy Embryo truly lives up to its reputation as one of the Nine Great Inner Alchemy Techniques," Ge Shuangxiu said, looking at Zhang Fan with a complex expression.

Such thunder, if it were to strike anyone else, even a trace of it would damage their body, shatter their spirit, destroy their foundation, and ruin their cultivation.

Only Zhang Fan, who cultivated the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo], could directly devour it with his primordial spirit without being affected in the slightest.

"The Divine Demon Holy Embryo is the ultimate exploration of the mysteries of the primordial spirit. Once mastered, it can overcome all laws and is virtually indestructible," Li Miaoyin murmured softly.

Of the nine internal alchemy methods, except for the ninth method which has never been revealed to the world, the other eight methods are the supreme secrets to longevity.

The divine and demonic embryo and the three corpses illuminating fate are about comprehending the primordial spirit.

The Vacuum Refinement and the Five Elements Misalignment are about comprehending the physical body.

The interplay of fate and calamity, the essence of which lies in comprehending the nature of destiny.

Jia was born and Gui died in the Great Floating Li Earth, and what they comprehended was life and death.

Throughout history, if someone in a single lifetime can master even one of the most supreme alchemical techniques, they will undoubtedly be invincible in their time.

Zhang Fan's cultivation of the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo] seems to be different from that of his predecessors. Although he has only survived one tribulation of the darkest night, he can still be considered to have achieved minor success.

hum...

All the thunder dissipated, and Zhang Fan's primordial spirit returned completely to his spiritual palace. He slowly opened his eyes, and a crimson light seemed to flicker deep within them. In an instant, his aura exuded an invisible pressure.

"Refining lightning into oneself, your Divine Demonic Embryo is becoming increasingly profound," Li Miaoyin couldn't help but exclaim.

"This alchemy technique..." Zhang Fan hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

He always had an indescribable feeling about the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo] he cultivated, like a bottomless abyss, as if it contained scenes he had never seen before. Perhaps this feeling was also related to his cultivation of the [Three Corpses Illuminating Fate].

“Old Ge, the hidden dangers in your body have been basically eliminated, but there are still some minor remnants. With your cultivation level, it shouldn’t be a problem,” Zhang Fan said to Ge Shuangxiu.

"These are all minor issues now." Ge Shuangxiu let out a long breath, feeling much more relaxed, and even the pressure on his primordial spirit had been greatly reduced.

In the days to come, he only needs to rest and his injuries will recover quickly.

"This time there are more..."

"We're family, so let's not be so formal." Zhang Fan raised his hand, interrupting Ge Shuangxiu who was about to speak.

"You should get some rest. We're heading back now."

Zhang Fan called to Li Miaoyin and prepared to leave.

Ge Shuangxiu's suspicious gaze flashed by, looking at Zhang Fan and then at Li Miaoyin.

“What I mean is, I went back to my room, and she went back to her room,” Zhang Fan added.

Nobody asked you.

Li Miaoyin lowered her head, whispered something, and walked ahead of Zhang Fan.

……

Late at night.

In Zhang Fan's room, the bed was empty, and the silvery moonlight spilled onto the sofa.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in meditation, raised his head three feet, and his primordial spirit left his body.

Rumble…

At this moment, a strange phenomenon arose and vanished around Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, like the bright sun in broad daylight and like the deep abyss in the dark night, constantly flowing and dying.

Suddenly, the strange phenomenon resembled the flickering of incense. At that moment, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit trembled violently, undergoing an incredible transformation. A phantom seemed to rise up on his surface, with three heads and eight arms, standing on a red lotus, exactly like the [Great God of the Three Altars and Seas].

Rumble…

Suddenly, the strange weather wavered again, and the illusory image on the surface of Zhang Fan's primordial spirit vanished abruptly. Almost at the same moment, the illusory light and shadow reassembled, solemn and majestic, holding a three-pointed double-edged spear, much like the [Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun].

And so, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit flickered and pulsed, shifting back and forth between the two eerie phantoms, an aura of extreme terror and strangeness quietly arising and vanishing within his primordial spirit.

……

The large moon hangs alone, and the blue stars are few and far between.

In the desolate countryside, a dilapidated temple nestled in the hills and wilderness, surrounded by crumbling walls and overgrown weeds. The statues inside had collapsed countless years ago. Tap...tap...

Just then, a series of light footsteps came from afar. Under the eerie moonlight, a figure suddenly appeared, none other than the Ge family's Celestial Master...

Ge Juexing!
He stepped over the broken walls and arrived at the desolate and dilapidated temple.

Rumble…

Just then, a cluster of dim yellow flames burned in front of the temple, and in the corner, a long shadow stretched out.

"Juexing, who was that brat today?"

An aged voice echoed softly. Ge Juexing turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a Taoist robe, emerge from the shadows.

"Uncle, now that you're here, why are you sneaking around?" Ge Juexing looked at the old man and couldn't help but ask.

The old man before them was none other than Ge Huandan, the only surviving Celestial Master of the Ge family besides himself.

Everyone outside thought that the representative of the Chunyang Ge family who came to congratulate the Chaoran Zhenren on accepting disciples was Ge Juexing, but they didn't know that the old master of the Ge family had also come.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Ge Huandan asked in a deep voice, his hands behind his back.

"I don't know him, just a promising talent," Ge Juexing said casually.

"Really? A promising talent..." Ge Huandan raised his eyelids slightly and nodded.

"That's true, Zhang Lingzong's son is indeed a promising talent."

Upon hearing this, the dim firelight flickered violently, and Ge Juexing's gaze sharpened into a single line as he stared intently at his uncle, who had not stepped out of the clan's gate for many years.

"Do you think that just because I'm old, blind, and deaf, I don't know anything?" Ge Huandan said calmly.

“Uncle, the older you get, the more scheming you become,” Ge Juexing said, seemingly with a deeper meaning.

"I told you many years ago to stay away from those Zhang family brats, but you wouldn't listen..." Ge Huandan said calmly.

“You’ve been getting far too close to Zhang Lingzong. Even after the Southern Zhang were destroyed, you still maintained ties with him. Do you know how much trouble that has caused you? How many messes have I had to clean up for you?” Ge Huandan said in a deep voice.

"Lingering ties after a break? Uncle, if you can't speak properly, then we won't say anything, okay?" Ge Juexing said nonchalantly.

“The Zhang family is trouble wherever they go. I disliked those people from Longhu Mountain when I was young,” Ge Huandan said, shaking his head.

"That brat is a problem too."

“Uncle, you’d better not touch him.” Ge Juexing’s gaze suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, “After all, I don’t want to be rebellious at this age.”

"Hmph, you're in cahoots with Zhang Lao Er's son." Ge Huandan glanced at him sideways and sneered.

"Fine, that brat... he's just a brat. I won't get involved in the Zhang family's affairs."

“Uncle, you didn’t come here to attend the Transcendental Master’s disciple-acceptance ceremony.” Ge Juexing raised an eyebrow, revealing a meaningful expression.

“There are some things I didn’t want to tell you, but… I still have to explain them,” Ge Huandan suddenly said.

"What?" Ge Juexing's gaze darkened slightly as he sensed something was amiss.

"The Lord of the Crimson Palace, please show yourself."

Suddenly, Ge Huandan uttered a soft voice into the void. As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow slowly emerged under the dim moonlight. Then, a man stepped out of the shadow, who was none other than the Lord of the Crimson Palace…

"Ming Shenshou!" Ge Juexing glared coldly and called out.

"Ge Juexing, it's been a long time." Ming Shenshou's lips curled up slightly, clearly indicating that the two had met before.

"Uncle..."

Ge Juexing was incredibly intelligent. He suddenly turned his gaze to Ge Huandan, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Chu Chaoran has lived too long," Ge Huandan sighed softly.

"Uncle, are you crazy?"

With just this one sentence, Ge Juexing had many thoughts in mind. His eyes widened, and his gaze revealed deep disbelief.

He didn't understand, nor did he know, why his uncle, who was also a member of the Ge family, would have such a crazy idea.

"Are you trying to push the Ge family into an abyss of no return?" Ge Juexing exclaimed.

“This is not just something we have to do; there are many people behind it…” Ge Huandan sighed solemnly.

“Juexing, you should know that the sun is high in the sky. Some people live towards the sun, but others find the sun too strong and too scorching…”

"If this succeeds, the Ge family will enjoy prosperity for thousands of years; if it fails, you will be their last resort."

"So, you know nothing."

"There are many people behind this? Uncle, you should know that there is no chance of winning. There is no need for our Ge family to take this step..." Ge Juexing said in a deep voice.

"There is even less need for us to align ourselves with the Wuwei School."

As he spoke, his sharp gaze fell upon Myojin Hisashi, a chilling killing intent surging in his eyes.

“Of course your Ge family has them,” Ming Shenshou said with a light laugh.

As soon as he finished speaking, Myojin Hisashi suddenly looked at the dilapidated and desolate temple: "Am I right, senior?"

"The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves forward; are you the new ruler of the Crimson Palace?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the deserted temple.

Ge Juexing turned his head and saw a strange man with a hunched back and thick bandages walking out. He was emitting a foul stench, and only one of his eyeballs was exposed to the air.

"Brother..."

Just then, Ge Huandan stepped forward.

"Brother?"

Ge Juexing's expression changed drastically, revealing a look of surprise.

He was from a collateral branch of the Ge family, but Ge Huandan was a direct descendant. He did have an elder brother, but he had died many years ago.

That man was named Ge Huanzhen. When he died, Ge Juexing had not yet been born.

"My good child from the Ge family." Ge Huanzhen's exposed eyes moved slightly as he looked at Ge Juexing, a strangely gentle expression appearing on his face.

"Young man..."

With just one glance, Ge Huanzhen, supported by Ge Huandan, turned around and looked at Ming Shenshou.

"Don't worry, senior. Vice Sect Master Nian said he will help the Ge family present a great gift to that person from Zhenwu Mountain," Ming Shenshou said in a low voice.

Even the master of the Crimson Palace showed respect to Ge Zhenhuan.

"Chu... It's been many years since we last met. I'm sure he'll be very surprised to see me."

"I want to know why," Ge Juexing asked in a deep voice, staring at the clan elder who should have died long ago.

"why?"

"Chu Chaoran is nothing but a fraudster who steals fame from the world. There are probably not many people in this world who know his true colors anymore." Ge Zhenhuan chuckled coldly, his laughter filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"Deceitful and fraudulent?"

"You probably don't know, but he's the Human Zodiac, the strongest Human Zodiac in history, the Human Zodiac of the Three Corpses Daoist!" Ge Huanzhen's laughter grew increasingly manic.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Ge Juexing's expression changed drastically. He looked at Ge Huanzhen with deep solemnity and doubt in his eyes.

"How do you think I knew that?"

"Because I was once part of that strongest generation..."

Upon hearing this, Myojinju's eyes shone brightly.

"The strongest generation of the thirteen zodiac animals in history, and you are the only one who survived..."

"Rooster!"

"Ge Huanzhen!"

(End of this chapter)