Pure Yang!

Chapter 424 Devouring God Technique! The Terrifying Zhang Fan
The presence of the Three Corpses in one's destiny is an ominous sign.

In the vastness of heaven and earth, throughout history, there is only this one method to glimpse the path to immortality in the Daoist school, the great art of refining the primordial spirit and penetrating the mysteries, sacrificing oneself to attain the Dao, severing the corpse to illuminate one's destiny, and being immortal in the face of heaven and invincible on earth.

Sixty years have passed in the blink of an eye, time has vanished, and years have flowed like clouds. In the world, only Zhang Fan has been able to cultivate the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate to such a level.

Zhang Wuming remained calm, observing everything before him with indifference.

Rumble…

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit descended like an abyss, leaving a chaotic void wherever it went, enveloping the entire Xiaoxiang Courtyard.

A terrifying phenomenon swept across the mountains and fields, obscuring the sun and moon, and causing the landscape to tremble and malfunction. It even absorbed the primordial spirits of the five top-level experts.

The Three Corpses Illuminate Fate, the Great Technique of Devouring Gods.

Back then, the Three Corpse Taoist entered the Ten Thousand Mountains alone, and it was with this method that he swallowed all the thousands of demons and ghosts in the Ten Thousand Mountains. The scene was so magnificent that it stretched from north to south and from east to west. The sky could not see it, the earth could not see it, the sun and moon were in the sky, and the stars were terrified.

In the vastness of heaven and earth, only that number one man in the world remains.

Among all the mountains and seas, this peak is the highest.

On that day, in front of the Yellow Skin Cave in the Ten Thousand Mountains, Zhang Fan had also used this method to test his skills. Now, when he used it again, both his realm and his aura were completely different. He was even able to absorb the primordial spirits of the five great masters at the same time.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

"Swallowing the heavens and earth, searching for gods and taking lives? You little devil from the Zhang family, this is not the Taoist magic of Longhu Mountain."

"Who are you?"

Pei Buqi, Xiao Xiaole, and Hua Wuhuan roared in shock. Even these three powerful experts at the Zhai Shou realm couldn't help but show their horror at the scene before them.

From the moment they entered the small building, their attention was focused on Zhang Wuming. No one expected that the young man behind Zhang Wuming, at such a young age, would possess such supernatural power. With a single move, he was unstoppable, even able to devour the primordial spirit of a master at the Zhai Shou realm.

“Very well, I have lived in Xijiang for a long time, and I have underestimated the Zhang family’s ambition and the young people of today.” Chang Jinzhi’s primordial spirit was throbbing.

In the midst of the chaos, the radiance of his primordial spirit did not dim much.

"You brat, you haven't even completed your cultivation as a head of the sect, yet you dare to devour us with your primordial spirit?"

Chang Jin was old and shrewd; he was the oldest of the five and had the sharpest eyesight.

"Old Chang, what do you mean..." Pei Buqi's heart skipped a beat, and he came to his senses.

“He may be able to swallow it, but he may not be able to digest it,” Chang Jinzhi sneered.

"I almost got scared by this brat," Hua Wuhuan said, sensing the changes around him.

Before their eyes surged a chaotic mass, the endless darkness like a tidal wave, constantly eroding their primordial spirit. If they were of ordinary cultivation level, they would probably have already been devoured by this terrifying power.

However, they were at the highest level of spiritual cultivation, their life force had been greatly perfected, and their primordial spirit had also undergone a transformation and sublimation. Their divine will was all-encompassing and difficult to reverse, so the erosion of that power had a negligible effect on them.

“However, this brat’s magic is indeed strange; my primordial spirit has been weakened by about 20%,” Xiao Xiaole said solemnly.

Even with their primordial spirit weakened by 20%, those at the Zhai Shou realm can easily crush experts at the ninth level of the Great Master realm.

“I also have a 20% chance,” Chang Jinzhi said in a deep voice.

“I’ve been weakened by 30%,” Pei Buqi snorted coldly.

He was flamboyant and had been involved in the underworld in his early years, committing murder and bloodshed. He had also secretly absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, so his foundation was naturally not as solid as others.

“I also get 20%,” Hua Wuhuan said in a deep voice.

"What about you?"

As she spoke, Hua Wuhuan looked at Ling Du beside her.

"I've been weakened by 10%."

Ling Du spoke casually, but his attention was focused on the chaos before him. Such power could even weaken the head of the sect's primordial spirit, which made him very curious and intrigued.

"One-tenth!?"

The four exchanged glances, each revealing a meaningful expression.

As expected, this abbot of the Golden Light Temple was the most special among them, with a cultivation level far exceeding that of any of them.

"Kid, you can't hold us back."

At that moment, Ling Du spoke loudly and clearly, his voice echoing in the boundless, endless darkness.

How terrifying is the primordial spirit of the Five Great Masters of the Fast?
This is equivalent to Sun Wukong entering Princess Iron Fan's belly and causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, where his life and death would be out of his control.

What seems like a trap is actually a self-inflicted wound, a path to self-destruction.

"Esteemed seniors, if you have the ability to break free from this situation, then let's abandon the idea of ​​unification."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice rang out, echoing in the endless chaos.

Upon hearing this, Ling Du's gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Kid, who exactly are you? Are you also a disciple of the Northern Zhang?" Ling Du asked in a deep voice.

“My name is Zhao Jiexuan, and I am not from Bei Zhang,” Zhang Fan replied.

"Zhao Jiexuan!?"

The five abbots exchanged glances. They were all knowledgeable people, and it seemed that there was no such master in the world.

“This is an alias, isn’t it?” Chang Jinzhi said coldly.

"Although you are young, you are able to absorb the primordial spirits of the five of us with your Daoist techniques. This skill alone shows that you are definitely not an unknown person."

"The world is vast and there are countless masters; how could you possibly know them all?" Zhang Fan said softly.

"Furthermore, if we cannot control the five seniors today, even if we achieve enlightenment, it will only be a minor path."

"Such arrogance!" Xiao Xiaole's eyes suddenly lit up.

“Young man, you don’t know your place,” Pei Buqi said coldly.

"Young man, do you know what you're doing? You're gambling with your life," Ling Du said calmly.

In his view, the young man before him clearly did not know how foolish and dangerous it was to devour the primordial spirits of the five powerful masters.

"Then please, esteemed seniors, test whether the sharpness of my life is sufficient," Zhang Fan said softly.

Rumble…

Upon hearing this, Ling Du's primordial spirit suddenly lit up, as if a golden light had suddenly appeared in the vast darkness, soaring into the sky. In an instant, like an explosion, the boiling golden light scattered outwards.

Although the intense golden light had dimmed slightly, it still filled the entire chaotic space.

This is the power of Lingdu's primordial spirit, condensing the entire cultivation of a Zhaishou realm cultivator. Even though it has been weakened by one-tenth, its power is still terrifying.

Rumble…

Those golden rays continuously impacted the chaotic space, seemingly trying to blast it apart.

"here we go!"

Inside the small building, Zhang Wuming sensed the intense fluctuations, and his expression hardened slightly.

The Devouring God Technique could only barely trap the primordial spirits of the five abbots. With Zhang Fan's current cultivation level, he was not able to harm them, or even weaken or restrict their primordial spirits sufficiently.

Therefore, this step is exactly as they planned.

The five abbots will definitely launch a counterattack, attacking Zhang Fan's primordial spirit from within. Once Zhang Fan cannot withstand it, not only will the five abbots be able to escape, but his primordial spirit will also suffer devastating damage.

Zhang Wuming is gambling...

Zhang Fan is also gambling...

The reason why people are betting that his primordial spirit can withstand the power of the primordial spirits of the five great masters is simply because he is exceptionally gifted. He has not only cultivated the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, but also the Divine Demon Holy Embryo.

This supreme internal alchemy technique is Zhang Fan's foundation.

Once a god or demon is formed, neither heaven nor earth can kill it; it is almost immune to all damage to the primordial spirit.

Although this kind of damage is not without its limitations, Zhang Wuming still believes...

"Hold on tight!" Rumble...

The boiling golden light surged continuously, with almost a thousand impacts with each breath, yet the chaotic space remained completely still, without even the slightest ripple.

"He actually withstood it? This brat's primordial spirit can actually withstand the power of a powerful expert?"

The scene before them left the five abbots completely bewildered.

The primordial spirit is the foundation of spiritual cultivation and the basis of spiritual practice.

Battles involving the primordial spirit are extremely dangerous. For this reason, in ordinary encounters, one would never easily expose one's primordial spirit to the opponent.

Even if exposed, the defense outside the primordial spirit will definitely be much higher than the defense inside the primordial spirit.

Just like the outside of the human body, it can certainly withstand more damage than the inside of the body. After all, once vital organs such as the internal organs are damaged, they can endanger life.

Similarly, if the primordial spirit is controlled or even attacked by the other party, it becomes extremely dangerous.

However, they did not know that Zhang Fan was cultivating the Divine Demon Holy Embryo.

The Nine Supreme Inner Alchemy Methods are virtually flawless, except for their inherent tribulations.

Therefore, by cultivating the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, the primordial spirit becomes powerful on the outside, but even more powerful on the inside, with its defensive power being more than ten times that of the outside.

"Hurry up and do it! This brat is no ordinary person!" Ling Du shouted.

At this moment, the abbot of Jinguang Temple no longer put on airs as the most powerful person in the temple.

Seeing this, the other four abbots also took action.

They concluded that this kid named Zhao Jiexuan was definitely using an alias; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to use such methods.

"What the hell? Why is the Xijiang region so turbulent lately? How did such a young expert suddenly appear?"

"Which mystical sect trained him?"

"The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain is, after all, a family of immortals; even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."

With their own agendas, everyone stopped holding back.

Rumble…

The primordial spirits of the four abbots erupted simultaneously, sending terrifying auras soaring into the sky.

Xiao Xiaole's primordial spirit surged like dark clouds, spreading continuously. In an instant, it filled the chaotic space. The fluctuations of the primordial spirit were transmitted through the dark clouds, impacting every inch of the surrounding space.

Chang Jinzhi's primordial spirit completely vanished, yet it still emitted strange fluctuations, intertwined with golden light and attached to dark clouds. The two combined, causing its power to surge and ravage the chaotic space.

Pei Buqi's primordial spirit was like a raging flame, burning away all desires and sorrows, and in an instant, it dyed the chaotic air blood red.

Hua Wuhuan's primordial spirit was like a rushing torrent, its waves surging and raging, suddenly becoming a vast ocean, carrying with it a frenzied violence, threatening to shatter and tear apart the chaotic space.

At this moment, Zhang Wuming's nerves were stretched to the limit. He clenched his fists and didn't blink.

Even though he was not directly involved, he could still sense the terrifying and chaotic fluctuations of the primordial spirit, like a volcanic eruption that would engulf and destroy everything.

His primordial spirit was trembling, and his physical body seemed about to collapse and turn into nothingness.

He knew that the power of the five great masters' primordial spirits was extraordinary; even the aftershocks were enough to kill a master at the ninth level of the Great Master realm.

At this moment, it truly became a matter of life and death.

If the five abbots escape, he and Zhang Fan are destined not to leave this small building today; they will all die here.

Even so, at this moment, he still held onto hope.

He believed in his luck, but even more so in Zhang Fan's abilities.

Great heroes always rise from humble beginnings; true heroes emerge from the ordinary.

Zhang Fan and his great cause have just begun. Xijiang is destined to be the place where they rise to prominence, so how could it be cut short halfway?
"Boss, you have to hold on!"

In Zhang Wuming's heart, a voice seemed to be roaring wildly.

Rumble…

Within the chaotic space, flames raged, golden light boiled, waves surged, dark clouds gathered, and invisible fluctuations crisscrossed and raged...

The primordial spirits of the five abbots seemed to transform into five different types of energy, clashing and destroying each other...

The chaotic space was filled with and torn apart by five forces.

Suddenly, the chaotic space trembled, and the surroundings began to shrink rapidly.

"It shrank? His primordial spirit..."

A voice, filled with deep shock and confusion, emanated from the parting clouds.

"He is shrinking his primordial spirit, which is helping us condense our power." Chang Jinzhi's voice rang out, tinged with solemnity.

The chaotic space is too vast, and their power will be dispersed accordingly.

On the contrary, once Zhang Fan's primordial spirit shrinks and the chaotic space converges, their power will become more condensed, which is actually a good thing for them.

however……

"He helped us refine our power because he felt it wasn't strong enough," Hua Wuhuan said, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.

Even if you don't want to admit it, the facts are undeniable.

"This brat is using our power to hone his primordial spirit!?" Pei Buqi exclaimed incredulously.

"Failed!"

The boiling golden light slowly dissipated, and Ling Du's primordial spirit reassembled, appearing in the chaotic space.

At this moment, even the abbot of the Golden Light Temple had to admit that even if they combined their strength, it would be difficult to break through the chaotic space before them and get rid of the strange little ghost's primordial spirit.

"How is this possible? The primordial spirits of our five great masters cannot be breached?"

"What on earth is this kid?"

The other four abbots stopped their attacks, and their primordial spirits manifested, each with an expression of disbelief and shock on their faces.

"Seniors, why did you stop? I was just starting to feel something."

Just then, Zhang Fan's voice echoed in the chaotic space.

“You son of a bitch…” Pei Buqi cursed loudly.

Humiliation, unprecedented humiliation.

"Hahaha……"

Just then, Zhang Wuming's laughter rang out in the chaotic space.

“Young man, we can sit down and talk about anything,” Ling Du said coldly.

"Talk? Now we're going to sit down and talk?" Zhang Wuming laughed.

"It's too late. I'm giving you face by calling you 'senior,' and you really think you're something special?"

"Kid, don't be so smug. We may not be able to break out, but you can't do anything to us either..." Chang Jinzhi said coldly.

"At best, it will be a draw."

Upon hearing this, Ling Du looked up at Chang Jinzhi, his expression grim, and shook his head.

"A draw?" Zhang Wuming laughed.

"Seniors, how could we not be able to defeat you!?"

"I can pluck out your inner cores, burn your bodies, and kill your entire families," Zhang Wuming grinned.

This smile, however, was like a devil in the eyes of the five abbots, causing them all to change their expressions.

(End of this chapter)