Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 507 - 252: Battle of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo! Father and Son (Part 2)

Even Zhang Fan’s current strength couldn’t withstand it easily, suffering several setbacks.

"Even the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield is useless... It’s dangerous..." Fang Changle’s gaze focused like a line, looking at Zhang Fan, and he couldn’t help but show a look of concern.

At this moment, he even suspected that this was a death trap set by the Qin Family.

Roar...

Suddenly, that eerie figure moved again, black and white qi surged wildly, seemingly a long river piercing the sun, breaking through the sky, heading to kill Zhang Fan.

"Damn your ancestors..."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, urged True Yang, transforming into Crimson True Flame, spreading all over his body, like a Fire Dragon coiling, the terrifying aura shook the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, he seemed like a crimson shadow, rushing towards that eerie figure.

Boom boom boom...

Loud crashes sounded, cracks spread beneath the feet of the two, the aftermath rippled like waves, even forcing Fang Changle to retreat repeatedly, his mind surged, only feeling that the Primordial Spirit at his Spirit Platform was almost out of control, about to be swallowed by the terrifying aftermath.

"This thing’s power can erode the Primordial Spirit!?"

Fang Changle was horrified to find that the black and white qi entwining the eerie figure had a great restraining effect on the Primordial Spirit, and as long as there was contact or collision, it would be nibbled away, stripped, eventually devoured, annihilated.

"What kind of power is this? Is this even human?" Fang Changle was shocked to his core.

The Primordial Spirit is the foundation of all living creatures, the origin of cultivation, such powerful force is robbing the natural order, terrifying the Mortal World.

Rumble...

The two figures continuously collided, within the limit that the naked eye could discern, the black and white qi roared like a torrent, the crimson flames gradually dimmed, as if about to be completely submerged by the raging tide.

Roar...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan let out a long roar, the True Flame around his body was nearly extinguished, veins bulged on his arms, and a thread of crimson blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to be plunged into the toughest battle of his life.

The oppressive sensation approaching a crushing force drove him to a dead end.

Boom...

Black and white qi flowed, Zhang Fan’s figure flew out sideways, he staggered to the ground, his aura withered to the extreme, his Primordial Spirit like a flickering candle in the wind, as if it could go out at any moment.

"Zhang Fan..."

Fang Changle’s expression changed drastically, clenching his teeth, he was about to step forward.

"Don’t come over... In this narrow space, coming here means death for you..." Zhang Fan whispered, he slowly raised his head, looking at that eerie figure walking towards him.

Rumble...

Above Tusk Mountain, dark clouds rolled, a startling bolt of lightning flashed, tearing through the sky.

"Huh!?"

At this moment, at the southern border of Dian Nan.

Deep within Ailao Mountain.

The rain had been falling nonstop, drop by drop, falling before the eyes, and the mountain fire couldn’t extinguish the campfire in front.

Suddenly, the figure sitting in meditation abruptly opened his eyes, he slowly stood up, looking towards the south.

"Big Brother Zong, what’s wrong?" Xiong Sanqi was packing up, and suddenly stopped.

They had been hiding in Ailao Mountain for more than half a year, Zhang Lingzong often meditated, sometimes taking seven or eight days to wake up.

This time, he woke up in just half a day, which was indeed strange.

"In my youth, I slaughtered all around, not expecting to plant the seeds of disaster for today." Zhang Lingzong murmured quietly, looking towards the south.

"Seeds of disaster? What seeds of disaster?" Xiong Qianqian couldn’t help but ask.

"So many lives left in Tusk Mountain, their blood, their Primordial Spirits, their Essence, Qi, and Spirit witnessed the invincible Alchemy Technique..." Zhang Lingzong murmured softly.

"It has created an alternative monster!"

"The most fearsome under heaven, the Divine Demon Holy Embryo... In this world, the only one who can cross this threshold is yourself..."

Zhang Lingzong’s gaze became incredibly simple, yet his words were deep, as if marveling at the mysteries of fate.

Indeed, throughout ancient times, and the vast heaven and earth, only one person could accomplish the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods, otherwise...

It would be a great tribulation for both!!!

"Destiny..."

Zhang Lingzong slowly raised his head, watching the rain falling like pearls, watching the sky which shielded the Mortal World.

...

In Tusk Mountain, thunder roared, echoing through the wilderness.

The Black and White Qi pervaded the surroundings, like day and night intertwining, as if gods and demons were chanting together.

Zhang Fan’s aura was weak to the extreme, and where his eyes could see, that enigmatic figure, like an unfeeling blade, ultimately walked the path forged with blood and bones towards him.

"How could I possibly fall here?" Zhang Fan murmured softly, slowly closing his eyes.

"Zhang Fan!" Fang Changle clenched his fists tightly, let out a wild roar, and saw that mysterious figure appear in front of Zhang Fan again.

At that moment, Zhang Fan suddenly embraced the figure, leaned his head back, and delivered a forceful rocket headbutt at the opponent’s forehead.

Buzz...

The mysterious figure remained unmoved, and with a muffled grunt, Zhang Fan was sent flying.

However...

"This... How could you...?"

Fang Changle’s eyes widened in horror, staring at Zhang Fan, filled with disbelief.

At this moment, at Zhang Fan’s Spirit Platform, his Primordial Spirit flickered in and out, and even strands of Black and White Qi slowly flowed out. Though weak, it was identical to the enigmatic figure.

"Monster..."

"Two monsters!?" Fang Changle said gravely.

"Come, fight!"

Zhang Fan shouted fiercely, stepping forward, his figure as swift as rolling thunder.

Though his body was already at the brink of its limits, at this moment, a nameless power surged forth, transforming him into a blurred shadow, charging ahead without hesitation.

Bang bang bang...

The enigmatic figure moved as well.

The two figures collided, and the terrifying waves forced Fang Changle to retreat once again. This time, his eyes inadvertently revealed a trace of fear.

Zhang Fan was sent flying backwards again, landing heavily, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Yet, his Primordial Spirit seemed to be becoming more unfathomable, sitting on the Spirit Platform, vast, nameless, with the Black and White Qi flowing more intensely.

"Using divine and demon as the Tripod Furnace, sun and moon as water and fire, Yin and Yang as the conversion mechanism, temperament as the Dragon and Tiger, thought as the true seed, meditation as fire nurturing, and storing light as solidification..."

As Zhang Fan and the enigmatic figure collided again and again, amidst the surging Black and White Qi, mysterious scriptures seemed to be sung, echoing in their ears, flowing into their hearts.

"Thus, day after day, naturally the holy embryo is born..."

Zhang Fan rose and fell continuously, his aura pressed into the earth, reborn, soaring skywards like a startled dragon. As blood flowed, the Black and White Qi emanating from the Spirit Platform became ever more intense.

"He’s transforming..." Fang Changle’s eyes widened.

He could clearly sense that Zhang Fan’s aura and the enigmatic figure’s aura originated from the same source, and the resonance was created through their relentless collision.

It was as if Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit was gradually awakening at this moment.

"First use the divine and demon as the furnace, next boil all thoughts as medicine. Form the embryo, ignite the Samadhi fire, temper away the remaining Yin into Pure Yang."

With the mysterious scriptures echoing in Zhang Fan’s mind, they ran through the exchanges between the two.

At this moment, Zhang Fan unexpectedly shouted loudly, his voice resonating powerfully, vast and boundless, indescribably wondrous.

Rumble...

As one voice fell, Zhang Fan and the enigmatic figure steadied themselves, the Black and White Qi entwining each of their hands.

Stepping forward, throwing punches, the Black and White Qi intertwined and entangled, the two mirrored images colliding and overlapping at this moment.

Bang bang bang...

Massive sounds like heavenly thunder explosions echoed through Tusk Mountain.

Cracks extended from beneath their feet, the Black and White Qi boiling and roaring, engulfing ten zhang of the surrounding area. Such terrifying waves made Fang Changle keep a respectful distance, fearing involvement.

Whoosh...

The mountain wind howled, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, the Black and White Qi receding like the tide of rivers and seas, revealing Zhang Fan and the mysterious figure.

They exchanged punches, standing motionless on the spot.

As the Black and White Qi faded, the true form of the mysterious figure gradually emerged. His body seemed formed from grit and stone, stained with crimson blood, limitless Essence and Qi filling every bit, remnants of Primordial Spirit fragments engraved within, and at his core was the Black and White Qi, was that Divine Demon Holy Embryo.

It was at this moment, the mysterious figure finally showed his true face, a young man’s features, bearing a resemblance to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan had seen that look in the old photos at home.

"Dad!!"

Zhang Fan murmured softly, thrust out a punch, breaking the body, devouring the Essence Qi, extinguishing the remnants of lingering thoughts.