Pure Yang!

Chapter 474 The Southern Zhang are not yet destroyed, you may claim the title of king! (Xu Xuanguan)

The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain is a lineage of Taoist sects and a family of immortals.

Eighty years ago, after the great calamity of Taoism, this lineage became extinct. Although it was passed down in the north and south, it never regained its former glory.

The world is vast, the river surges and waves rise, eighty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is difficult to find any descendants of the Zhang family of Longhu in the world.

If the Chunyang family is indeed a legend.

Therefore, the Zhang family of Longhu is a myth.

Throughout the long years, that lineage once held the reins of Taoism, unparalleled in the world.

"A member of the Zhang family...he's a member of the Zhang family!?"

In the courtyard in front of the hall, everyone was moved, and incredulous gazes fell on Zhang Fan, filled with deep astonishment and doubt.

Especially the three generations of Xu family disciples: Xu Yinhe, Xu Yindeng, and Xu Ziwu...

For these younger generations, the Zhang family of Longhu is a true legend, passed down only in scattered tales, and they have never seen their true faces.

"Zhang Fan..."

Xu Zhixia stared at Zhang Fan in astonishment, her beautiful eyes trembling with shock, almost unable to control herself.

She never imagined that Zhang Fan's Zhang would be associated with the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain.

"He's a disciple of Longhu Mountain!?"

Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng exchanged a glance, their expressions turning serious.

No wonder he has such cultivation and such a level of attainment at such a young age.

The world is vast and boundless, and it seems that only one lineage can produce such a true dragon.

At this moment, they felt more at ease, more enlightened, and more convinced than others.

"open……"

In the distance, Xu Changshou's lips moved, feeling incredibly thirsty.

At this moment, he seemed to have a new understanding of Zhang Fan. Their true master of the mortal sect actually had such a background, passed down from the lineage of the Dao Ancestor, an undisputed orthodox Xuanmen sect.

No wonder he was able to single-handedly defeat all the powerful figures in Tongluo Mountain, kill Yu Xuanji, and even the former demon king of Tongluo Mountain escaped a great calamity because of his reappearance in the light of day.

In an instant, the courtyard in front of the hall was in an uproar. Countless thoughts arose in everyone's minds: curiosity, disbelief, shock... and so on.

However, under those gazes, Zhang Fan remained extremely calm, his deep, dark eyes showing no ripples.

"Even if heaven and earth were to overturn before me, I would remain steadfast and unmoved, without a single thought arising..."

"What excellent seedlings!"

Looking at Zhang Fan's appearance, Xu Jinzhao couldn't help but sigh.

Undeniably, in this vast world, regardless of any power, if such a lineage were to take root within a sect, great prosperity would be within reach.

"Kid, are you really from the Zhang family?" Xu Chengtian's eyes sharpened.

In today's world, such a status is far too sensitive.

"Young man, don't you have anything to say in your defense?" Xu Jinchao said calmly.

"Explain? What's there to explain?" Zhang Fan suddenly said.

"My name is Zhang Fan, and I belong to the Southern Zhang lineage of Longhu Mountain."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Even though these words came from Zhang Fan himself, they still shocked everyone.

This was because the young man before them was not only a disciple of Longhu Mountain, but also a member of the Nan Zhang lineage, which had long since disappeared from the world.

At this moment, Xu Chengtian, Xu Jinshi, and other elders of the Xu family couldn't help but change their expressions.

The embers of the Nan Zhang rebellion had not yet been extinguished, and they brazenly appeared in front of the Xu family's ancestral hall.

Xu Jinzhao fell silent. He looked at Xu Xuanxiao, who stood coldly beside Zhang Fan with an indifferent expression.

This action seems to say it all.

"Who is Zhang Tiansheng to you?" Xu Jinchao suddenly asked.

"He is my grandfather."

"Wenjun's grandson!?"

Zhang Fan's voice was soft and slow, but the older generation was deeply moved, and their eyes looked at him with a more complex expression.

“Back then, the Southern Zhang clan recklessly practiced wicked laws and was wiped out overnight, but Zhang Tiansheng’s lineage alone survived. It was truly an anomaly,” Xu Jinzhao sighed.

"Recklessly practicing against the law?" Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed slightly. "Senior, is this the official conclusion, or the Xu family's stance?"

Xu Jinzhao remained expressionless, but the look in his eyes as he gazed at Zhang Fan held a profound meaning.

"Young man, the grudges of the older generation should not be brought upon you, but who told you to bear the surname Zhang?"

"Your father has a murder charge against him and is now a fugitive; many people are looking for him..."

"Your presence at the Xu family today can be considered a calamity in your destiny. Stay here."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhixia showed a worried expression.

Xu Changshou's expression darkened further, and his heart was filled with turmoil, making him feel like an ant on a hot pan.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan remained silent.

"Aren't you afraid?" Xu Jinchao asked calmly, looking at Zhang Fan's expression.

“Tribulation is the elixir of immortality; even on the most desperate road, there is still a glimmer of light.” Zhang Fan murmured in a deep voice.

"Senior, you should know..."

"The people of Nanzhang all grew up amidst calamities."

"Good, Zhang Tiansheng has a grandson like you. If the Southern Zhang dynasty doesn't fall, you alone could be king of the world!"

Xu Jinzhao's eyes lit up, and a word of praise, as soft as a sword's murmur, echoed in the courtyard in front of the hall.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible pressure, like a raging ocean, swept in from all directions, pressing down on Zhang Fan.

Rumble…

At almost the same moment, Zhang Fan was like a boat adrift on the sea, tossed about by wind and rain, unable to control himself.

He roared wildly, his brow trembled, and a beam of light shot into the sky, as a primordial spirit rose into the heavens.

Bang...bang...bang...

Under such pressure, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit could no longer be controlled, and the terrifying atmosphere was like a river bursting its banks or a mountain collapsing.

Calamity struck the vast wilderness, and suddenly the primordial spirit arose, opening the gates of heaven.

In a daze, everyone's expression changed. Looking up, the soaring primordial spirit was so mysterious, so majestic...

His body was ablaze with black and white, as noisy as daytime and as long as a dark night, with gods and demons standing side by side, unparalleled in the world.

At this moment, they felt as if their primordial spirits were sealed off, as if they were experiencing an unprecedented terror, imprisoned within their bodies, unable to see the light of day.

"What...what kind of primordial spirit is this?"

"This is his true power... terrifying... terrifying..."

The faces of Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng had long since turned pale; they couldn't even look directly at that primordial spirit.

Only now did they realize just how terrifying that man was, and how deeply he had been hiding his true nature.

"The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain... has been in decline for eighty years, how could they still produce such a disciple!?"

Not only them, but all the third-generation disciples of the Xu family, and even second-generation disciples like Xu Mingjing and Xu Mingcheng, were rendered speechless by the terrifying pressure of that primordial spirit.

Even with the cultivation of the highest level of the fast, when faced with that primordial spirit, his spiritual light failed him, and he felt as if he had fallen into a long night.

It is truly unimaginable how a human's primordial spirit could cultivate to such a level.

"The most malevolent thing in the world, the Divine Demon Holy Embryo... apart from the Great Spirit Sect King, you actually managed to cultivate it."

A cold glint flashed in Xu Jinzhao's eyes, and his invisible aura rose once again.

"Enough!" Just then, a cold voice rang out, followed by another aura that suddenly rose up, like an invisible sword, tearing apart the surrounding oppression.

hum...

In an instant, the terrifying pressure vanished like clouds.

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit returned to his body. When he looked up, Xu Xuanxiao was already standing in front of him, looking at Xu Jinzhao with a cold expression.

"Xuanxiao, are you going to fight me?" Xu Jinchao said coldly.

As the true head of the Xu family, his authority seemed to have been offended at this moment, and his indifferent eyes became even more chilling.

"You should know that this child is Wenjun's grandson, so he can be considered a member of our third branch of the family," Xu Xuanxiao said calmly.

"Although I don't concern myself with clan affairs, we, the members of the third branch of the family, are not to be bullied by others."

Before the words were finished, everyone in the Xu family was moved, especially the older generation, who remained silent.

They naturally knew about Zhang Fan's relationship with the Xu family; it was proof that the Xu family and the Nan Zhang lineage had once been on good terms, and it was also the basis for the friendship between the two families.

But now, everything has changed, and even Nan Zhang no longer exists.

“You should also know how many people are looking for them, father and son,” Xu Jinzhao said in a deep voice.

"Does that include the Xu family too?" Xu Xuanxiao asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jinzhao's gaze immediately narrowed to a single line, its cold glint intensifying, sharp as a knife.

"What do you mean?"

"Back then...back then...was there a Xu family?"

Xu Xuanxiao's voice was low, but a hint of sadness flashed across his aged face.

He kept this question in his heart for more than 30 years.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan was greatly shocked and looked at Xu Xuanxiao in disbelief.

Without needing many words, he naturally understood the profound meaning behind the question.

Back then, when the Southern Zhang were destroyed, was the Xu family involved?
“The past is like yesterday’s dust, yet it seems so vivid in my mind now,” Xu Jinzhao sighed.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Xu Xuanxiao looked up at the sky and laughed loudly. The laughter soared into the clouds, as if he wanted to expel all the gloom that had been weighing on his heart for more than thirty years.

"I'm definitely taking this person with me today. If you're so capable, then come and try to keep them."

Just then, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Xu Xuanxiao took a step forward, causing the ground to tremble. Looking up, the wind and clouds changed color.

"Xuanxiao, before the Ancestral Master, how dare you commit such a rebellious act? Do you wish for my Xu family to be torn apart like the Zhang family?" Xu Jinchao coldly shouted.

"If you insist on doing so."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell silent.

Both being at the Celestial Master realm, their minds were made up, and their resolve was as firm as the heavens.

Rumble…

Almost simultaneously, two terrifying auras soared into the sky.

Everyone's expression changed; their thoughts seemed to freeze at that moment, trapped in that instant, second by second.

The primordial spirit illuminated the scene, where two enormous phenomena collided in the void.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, thunder clashed, and amidst the raging flames of calamity, a mysterious sword light surged forth.

That sword light seemed to be drawn from the clouds above the heavens, refined with spiritual power, and could change unpredictably in an instant.

"The unity of man and nature." Zhang Fan was deeply moved.

The Celestial Master realm allows one to connect one's own microcosm with the macrocosm, and through the primordial spirit and Dharma form, attain the Dao and become one with nature.

Xu Xuanxiao's techniques originated from Xu Zu's "Dragon-Slaying Technique," but his path was his own.

Rumble…

There are nine netherworlds on earth, and nine heavens in the sky.

Its fierce power is unmatched in the world.

Suddenly, the endless, churning clouds transformed into a crimson, hazy sword light, like a pressure from the heavens.

The terrifying weather threatened to engulf all awareness and perception.

The power of the Celestial Master is such that no matter how high your cultivation level, if you don't enter this realm, you will ultimately be nothing more than an ant.

Rumble…

As everyone was filled with fear, another aura rose up amidst the raging flames of calamity.

The sword light swept across the sky, crisscrossing east and west, like a long river, surpassing all other waterways in the world, rushing forth.

The rolling waves rise and fall, each wave like a sword aura, each sword aura containing the intent of supreme destruction.

boom……

The two energies collided in the void.

The dark sword light roared and howled, conquering everything with its supreme ferocity.

The mighty river was constantly being torn apart and destroyed, yet the waves rolled and rose again, rising and falling, and in the midst of the rushing, the sense of destruction became more and more intense, and faintly, it even wrapped around the black sword light.

"You've actually cultivated the Dragon-Slaying Technique to this level?" Xu Xuanxiao's voice rang out, tinged with solemnity.

“You and I took different paths,” Xu Jinzhao recalled indifferently.

Xu Xuanxiao's path was to comprehend one of the sword intents of the Dragon-Slaying Technique, the one that best suited him, cultivate it to its extreme, take a step forward, achieve oneness with heaven and man, and finally reach perfection.

But Xu Jinzhao is different. His long river contains nineteen kinds of sword intent, and each kind of sword intent can continuously extend its light.

Those broken waves contained his sword, his will, and his path.

Rumble…

The mighty river, constantly tearing apart and then converging, with its surging waves, was about to drag the black sword light into it, like a trapped beast.

“Xu Xuanxiao, our Xu family will absolutely not allow the Zhang family to follow the same old path.”

Suddenly, another cold voice rang out.

It is the same aura of the Celestial Master realm.

At that moment, Xu Chengtian also made his move.

At the crucial moment, the patriarch of the second branch of the family chose the best opportunity to strike.

Amidst the raging flames of calamity, a sword light descended from the sky, like crimson clouds dyed with fire, unleashing boundless true light, and crashed down upon the colossal black figure, utterly plunging it into the endless, vast river of time.

The Xu family of Chunyang, with its three great celestial masters, once two of them united, there was no possibility of any further change. The overall situation was set, and nothing could be altered.

The mighty river surged, crimson clouds filled the sky, and endless sword energy crisscrossed, ultimately determined to suppress that colossal black creature.

"The spirit lamp transmits the fire, concealing the Dharma's meaning; the flowers in front of the hall fall, leaving only an empty tree. If one can see through the emptiness of the tree within the form, the Patriarch will grant permission to ascend to the ninth heaven."

Suddenly, a soft, slow sound resounded throughout the world, like drifting white clouds, like flowers blooming and falling, spreading into the void.

In an instant, the crimson glow stopped, the long river ceased, and even the black giant shadow that was about to sink slowly rose and fell, without falling into the void at all.

At that moment, everyone's consciousness seemed to return to clarity.

In a daze, a figure appeared from a great distance. It was a middle-aged man with a cool and handsome appearance, a few strands of white hair hidden between his temples, and a bright and spirited look in his deep eyes.

Where he stood, the surrounding scenery became extremely blurry, as if the heavens and earth were spinning, the sun and moon were rushing, and all phenomena were constantly arising and ceasing amidst impermanence.

"In front of the ancestral hall, the Xu family is truly declining with each generation."

The person spoke softly, took a step, and landed in the courtyard in front of the hall, right in front of everyone.

At this moment, Xu Jinchao looked at the newcomer, his expression changed drastically, and he was finally moved, calling out the newcomer's name in a trembling voice.

"Xu Xuanguan!"

(End of this chapter)