Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 643: Chapter 313: The First Clash of the New Era! Zhang Fan vs. Li Changgeng (5k Word Chapter)

The chaotic sky swirls over the dark clouds and earth, the endless stars and moon sink in the celestial light.

Suddenly, incense rises in the mortal world, the North Vein Profound City Great Saint King.

"Zhang Huntu!"

Inside the shattered Daoist Temple, Zhang Wuming gazed at the flickering shadow rising amidst the incense flames, his eyes trembling, his expression dazed.

At this moment, he seemed to return to that year when he was sixteen, to that day.

Dragon and Tiger Profound Altar, the Divine Investiture Ceremony.

Among that batch of disciples, only he was left outside the Magic Altar, the incense did not rise, no divine name was granted.

The Ancestral Master showed no pity for those without a name.

He knelt outside the hall, bowed under the Profound Altar, and looked up, just like a mortal seeking favor from the Immortal Gods.

Those once his peers in cultivation now stood high above, reborn and transformed.

A single step’s difference led to a chasm between their destinies, a vast difference.

They became true sons of heaven, standing high above, separating themselves from the mortal.

Among those people was Zhang Huntu.

He stood on top of the Profound Altar, once turning back to gaze at the nameless Zhang Wuming who hadn’t been granted a title by the Ancestral Master.

Such eyes were indifferent and emotionless, like Immortal Gods looking at mortals, or humans viewing ants.

Perhaps, from the moment he was bestowed a divine name, he ceased to be mortal; he lived in the red dust, yet bore a divine name.

At that time, the incense around Zhang Huntu also swayed, and the magnificent shadow behind him appeared just like at this moment, manifesting in the mortal world.

"Chaotic Heaven Great Saint!"

Zhang Wuming’s gaze narrowed to a line, watching the ascendant light and shadow, reciting that mysterious name.

Rumble...

Incense swayed around Zhang Huntu, the sky filled with dark clouds, the setting sun like a wisp of celestial fire, illuminating his form, highlighting his magnificence.

Behind him, a shadow slowly emerged, as if walking down from the Nine Heavens, wearing a treasured crown, holding a golden hammer, with a green face and tusks, showing an angry visage, with a red glow like Red Silk behind, stretching across the sky, resembling an unending flame.

"The South Zhang’s Dharma Lineage is cut off, as a remnant, you have the privilege to witness the power passed down in the Zhang Family."

Zhang Huntu’s voice echoed coldly, grand and no longer human.

The shadow of the Chaotic Heaven Great Saint flickered, existing in a state of constant birth and extinction, as if he merged with Zhang Huntu at this moment.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Wuming’s face changed drastically, shouting out.

Rumble...

Before the words finished, a terrifying aura surged out from Zhang Huntu’s body, with the Primordial Spirit departing the body, free of restrictions.

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit moved as well, detaching from the Spirit Platform, manifesting before others.

Rumble...

The two Primordial Spirits collided with a speed exceeding the transitions of light and shadow, clashing instantly.

In a flash, the invisible waves swept like a violent wind, resonating with mountains, and if any cultivator were there at that moment, they would feel the upheaval and dread, their Primordial Spirit trembling uncontrollably.

"Endless night, boundless..."

Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit seemed to shroud the celestial light, the great sun sinking, heaven and earth falling, all things seemed entombed in the abyss, with no return of life, no arising of the Daoist Skill clouds.

Such terrifying phenomena were almost a nightmare for cultivators.

Yet, at this moment, a colossal figure slowly emerged from the chaotic darkness, with Red Silk crossing, mixing heaven and earth, enveloping the sun, moon, and stars, disturbing the Yin and Yang of the world.

"This is the God Sealing Statue." Zhang Fan’s expression was grave.

His Primordial Spirit was unique, since gradually awakening, any confrontation with other Primordial Spirits had always ended in a crushing victory, standing undefeated.

Yet, at this moment, the first existence appeared in his life capable of withstanding the ferocity of his Primordial Spirit.

With the emergence of the Chaotic Heaven Great Saint’s statue, Zhang Huntu’s Primordial Spirit was endowed with blessings, seemingly aided by divine help, merging as one, blocking the pressure of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo.

This was the foundation of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family.

This was the terror of the God Sealing Statue.

While the human body resides within the red dust, the God Sealing Statue hangs suspended in the void.

That was a true divine aid.

"Nine Great Pill Techniques, in a lifetime, only one person can master one of them..."

Zhang Huntu’s voice was like a great bell, resonant and reverberating, harboring an untouchable majesty.

"The luck of the South Zhang has ended. Do you think relying on a half-baked Divine Demon Holy Embryo, you can act recklessly? Ultimately, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well."

Rumble...

With those words, Zhang Huntu’s Primordial Spirit seemed to walk out from the chaotic darkness, with Red Silk surging around, like a red light long rainbow tearing through the sky, enveloping heaven and earth, stirring the star rivers, attempting to bind Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit.

The Red Silk unfolded, resembling tens of thousands of groups of firelight, disrupting Yin and Yang, mixing heaven and earth, and even the mysterious Innate Primordial Spirit struggled to escape its encirclement.

"Go, or it will be trouble once it entangles you." Zhang Wuming urgently transmitted.

This was the fearsome power of the Chaotic Heaven Great Saint; the Red Silk enveloped all Techniques, its terrors were no less than the Great Night is not bright, he had seen it more than once, where Red Silk passed, the Primordial Spirit perished.

Hu...

The fiery Red Silk traversed the void, isolating all directions, blocking ten places, in an instant, cornering Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit to a perilous spot, a narrow place that instantly turned into a burial ground.

"It’s over!"

Zhang Huntu softly murmured, the Red Silk entwining and killing.

"Split!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit split into two, seizing that thread of life’s edge beneath the enclosing Red Silk, swiftly fleeing.

"Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, Divine Splitting Technique!?" Zhang Huntu’s expression changed drastically, shouting out.

Rumble...

The split Primordial Spirit soared to the heavens, then reunited, returning to Zhang Fan’s body.

In the next moment, Zhang Fan abruptly opened his eyes, stepped forward, transforming into a remnant shadow, in a flash, arriving close to Zhang Huntu’s physical body.

This series of actions, seizing life’s edge like navigating dangerous terrain, extracting fine dust from thunder, all timing brilliantly opportune, all Skills wielded as if at will.