Zhang Rongfang remained silent. At this point, if he wanted to gather the heart for self-improvent and step into the realm of a Grandmaster, his identity as a Daoist of the Great Dao Teaching had already beco a shackle.
But Master Yue's kindness and protection also kept resurfacing in his heart.
Without the previous protection from the Great Dao Teaching, he wouldn't have developed to his current level so quickly.
"Governor Shangguan, thank you for your care all this ti," Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"Likewise, I rember Master Yue's kindness in my heart."
"Then why do you still..." As Shangguan Feihua saw Emperor Jiang appear and heard his tone, he vaguely understood that Zhang Ying might not have a problem!
"Personal feelings are one thing." Zhang Rongfang placed a foot on the step in front of the door.
"But... the path of the Great Dao Teaching is wrong."
He walked towards Emperor Jiang step by step, each step even and steady, as if distancing himself from sothing.
Seeing this, Shangguan Feihua had a sudden thought.
He began to breathe heavily.
"Stop!"
He shouted loudly.
"Matters of the Great Dao Teaching can only be decided by the Great Dao Teaching! Co with to the Celestial Sincerity Palace to see the Sect Leader!"
Without hesitation, he finally stepped forward, his three-ter tall body suddenly swelling to four ters. His large fan-like hand descended from the sky, crossing dozens of ters in an instant, grabbing at Zhang Rongfang.
Clang!!
A light chuckle echoed.
Emperor Jiang's figure suddenly disappeared, replaced by a dazzling white light.
The white light and the large hand clashed in an instant, then each bounced back.
Emperor Jiang returned to the door fra, leisurely sheathing his saber, still calm.
Shangguan Feihua lowered his right palm, a clear cut on the palm continued to bleed.
His eyes widened in anger, about to move forward again.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan suddenly rushed forward, ignoring Emperor Jiang nearby, reaching out toward Zhang Rongfang.
"??" The few present were all alard, not knowing Zhou Yan's intentions.
Could it be that he thought he and Shangguan Feihua could join forces to withstand Emperor Jiang and Ostend?
Whoosh!
The airflow from Zhou Yan's movent produced a thunderous boom.
That was the sharp sound of air being instantly shattered.
Emperor Jiang's eyes narrowed, ready to strike.
Suddenly, he swiftly dodged to the left.
Swoosh!
A pitch-black blade thrust out from where he originally stood.
Countless hazy gray-white mist expanded rapidly from behind the black blade.
"Not good! Dubious Fog!?"
Emperor Jiang's expression slightly changed. Instantly, he wielded the Love Saber to disperse the mist, but in just that brief mont, Zhang Rongfang had already disappeared.
He stepped forward a few paces, about to sense the surrounding environnt to find Zhang Rongfang.
But in the dark, a tall figure with completely silver eyes, wielding a black blade, charged swiftly at him.
"Descent of the God!? You're courting death!!" Emperor Jiang raised his saber, ready to unleash temporarily. Though the opponent was a Grandmaster of the God Descent, this state couldn't be sustained for long.
As long as he quickly defeated this person, he could...
Suddenly, he retreated a step backward.
Avoiding a thick arm swinging from the left.
Boom!!!
The arm struck nothing, the resulting airflow creating a shallow pit on the ground.
It was none other than Shangguan Feihua.
His entire body was covered in silver patterns, with a special mark on his forehead, faintly discernible.
In an instant, the two exchanged a clash of blade and arm, producing a crisp sound. Then they quickly separated.
Before Emperor Jiang could steady himself, the black shadow of the God Descent once again lunged down, wielding the black blade towards his neck.
The blade glead like lightning and rain, with the highest level of defensive anticipation. It covered every angle that could be dodged.
"You're seeking death!!" Emperor Jiang was furious, raising his saber. His pupils instantly contracted into slits, a special airflow spreading around him.
Swoosh!!
The white saber light flew out like ribbons, suddenly shooting in all directions.
'Temporary Release!'
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In the hazy gray mist.
Zhang Rongfang stood calmly, waiting for changes around him.
If it were before, he might have felt uncertain and at a loss.
But now it's different.
Even having witnessed the dubious fog of a Spirit General, this mont didn't count for much.
"Do you think you could escape just now? How do you feel now? Are you afraid?" Zhou Yan slowly erged from the mist, right in front of him.
"Why should I be afraid?" Zhang Rongfang countered.
"Conspiring with rebel forces, secretly assassinating fellow grandmasters, plotting against Western Sect grandmasters, forging identities to steal martial arts—any one of these charges is enough to kill you." Zhou Yan said sternly.
"He didn't undergo the God Descent, just an ordinary Grandmaster from the Inverse Age Society. What is there to fear? Why waste words on him? Just capture and interrogate him for a counterasure!" From the nearby mist, Daoist Congshan and Yuan Chang appeared together.
The three ford a triangular formation, surrounding Zhang Rongfang in the center.
"Earlier, I was caught off guard and he ambushed ." Daoist Congshan's face was grim. Having his head blown off earlier, now just recovered—this was his first ti in decades!
This was a great disgrace!
"This ti, I must see what he's truly made of!" Daoist Congshan focused intently, activating the Ultimate Mystic Yin Finger, his force covering his entire body.
"Quick battle, quick resolution!" Yuan Chang quickly said.
The Inverse Age Society's experts aren't easy opponents.
If ti drags on, who knows what will happen.
The three of them already regarded Zhang Rongfang as a Grandmaster of the Inverse Age Society in disguise.
Each with a steady deanor, prepared to move together to subdue him.
"None of you interfere! I was careless earlier, but this ti..." Daoist Congshan tore off his robe, revealing a muscular physique.
"Final Form! Dongxuan Force!!"
His body suddenly expanded, his skin surface showing bulging muscles. If only this, he appeared just in a normal Extre State.
But strangely, he opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and imdiately in the middle of his chest, three fist-sized lumps of flesh swelled up.
The three lumps of flesh moved around his body like living creatures.
"Kill!!" Daoist Congshan roared, his eyes glinting silver, stepping forward with force, charging towards Zhang Rongfang.
He spread his fingers wide, with black dots appearing at his fingertips, grabbing towards Zhang Rongfang simultaneously from both sides.
This was the Zhenyi Sect's most profound Yin finger killing move—Tianyi Remnant Finger.
Once executed, it could instantly gather all the strength into the fingers of both hands.
In an instant, it could increase the hardness of the fingers several tis over their original state.
Even when faced with divine weapons, it could engage head-on for quite so ti.
"Die!!" Daoist Congshan's expression was ferocious, completely lacking the deanor and bearing of a Taoist master.
He spread his arms wide, like a giant bird flapping its wings, slapping towards Zhang Rongfang from both sides.
This ti, he wasn't careless at all, fully concentrated, going all out, stimulated by the previous humiliation, his full body's strength coupled with his spirit had reached its peak at that mont.
So, this was the strongest move he had ever executed, with his martial arts skills fully integrated and perfected.
The unification of essence, qi, and spirit, flawless!
'Seize the initiative!'
'Seize the initiative!'
Zhang Rongfang raised his head, observing.
Both of them launched at the sa ti.
Swish!
Boom!!!
A mist of blood burst from Congshan's chest in an instant.
At that mont, everything in his eyes slowed down.
He could see Zhang Rongfang suddenly increase in size, swelling, like a monster, growing to four ters, with countless patterns covering his entire body.
He could see the opponent stepping forward, raising his hand, his figure flickering.
Passing by him.
Followed by a sharp pain in his back, an arm forcibly pierced through his chest.
Then everything froze at that mont.
No more movent.
Everything in Congshan's eyes started turning gray.
His entire body hung on Zhang Rongfang, emitting the terrifying sound of blood being sucked.
Whether it was Zhou Yan or Yuan Chang, who had rushed halfway, both abruptly stopped, staring intently at Congshan at this mont.
His strong body was rapidly becoming emaciated, shriveling.
"Restraint technique! Such an evil thod, it must be the legendary restraint technique!!" Zhou Yan's scalp tingled, looking at the scene before him, instantly recalling the rumors that had spread before.
He originally thought everything was false.
But now....
It turned out to be true!!?
This was simply inconceivable!!
"Kill him!!" His scalp tingled, and he made a decisive decision, at this mont, all plans were unimportant!
As a devotee, the mont he saw this scene, alarm bells rang in his mind.
A strong instinct drove him to unleash his maximum power.
Destroy the scene before him!
Eliminate this person before him!!
The sa went for Yuan Chang beside him.
"Kill!!"
Both sprinted forward simultaneously, their bodies swelling halfway, bursting their robes. At the sa ti, they unleashed their full-force final move.
Zhou Yan's entire body beca long and slender, with a pair of black short wings growing from his back.
His face was covered with nurous small black dots, all of which oozed tiny traces of blood with his heavy breathing.
The martial art he practiced was called Spirit Rainbow Flight Technique!
Its final move integrated all he had learned, nad Nine Spiral Curves!
As the na suggests, this final move was mainly about speed burst.
On the other side, Yuan Chang's whole body was covered with silver stripes, black-red demon patterns erged on his head, his hands grew fine scales, his nails sharpened, his face turned green, and his teeth serrated, completely transforming into the appearance of a hungry ghost Shura described in Buddhism.
This final move was called Mindless Five Zen!
It was a powerful state he comprehended by integrating five types of Zen martial arts, possessing imnsely strong defensive capabilities.
Both simultaneously charged towards Zhang Rongfang in the center from left and right.
Crack.
Zhang Rongfang twisted Daoist Congshan's neck with one hand, sensing the attacks from both sides.
At this mont, in his Blood Lotus State, he showed no trace of fear.
He looked up at Zhou Yan's charging figure, countless thods of response flashed rapidly in his mind.
But ultimately, it all condensed into one.
'Immortal Technique!'
His eyes suddenly brightened.
The unique twelve Limit-Breaking Skills belonging to the Blood Lotus State were used for the first ti here.
"Shrinking Ground!"
Boom!!
Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet collapsed with a boom, exploding.
In a pit over a ter wide, Zhang Rongfang sprang up like an illusion, at a terrifying speed far faster than before, suddenly brushing past Zhou Yan's side.
"Chongyun!!" He swung his arm.
The two crossed like white horses passing, arms intersecting, exchanging moves in an instant.
Zhou Yan landed, kneeling on one knee, clutching his right arm.
His right arm was already like noodles, all the bones completely shattered, without support.
But he didn't care at all; instead, he glanced sideways towards Zhang Rongfang's direction behind him.
"Who gave you the courage to confront head-on!?"
"!!???" His eyes suddenly trembled, widening.
Hiss....
Zhang Rongfang released Yuan Chang, who was rapidly shriveling.
The left arm, which had just been fractured to pieces, was now fully restored.
With the replenishnt of a large amount of blood, his essence, qi, and spirit returned to their extre peak.
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