Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 220 - 138: Ancestor Lv Bestows Upon Me the Fire Dragon Sword! The Long Night Ends, Gods Fall and Immortals Rise

"Finally mastered it."

Zhang Fan let out a long breath, but it was hot and scorching. Just this breath alone could incinerate a corpse and burn the body.

In his eyes, red light flowed, and with each thought that moved in his mind, the surrounding flames would dissipate a bit. By the end, the firelight was gone, leaving only scorched earth all around.

"Daoist True Flame, truly deserving of its name, the fire moves with the mind."

Sui Chunsheng stared at Zhang Fan in awe, only having respect and fear in his eyes.

Back in Gusu City, Zhang Fan's [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] was just beginning to take shape, and in such a short time, it had actually been completed.

This was not ordinary mortal fire, but Daoist True Flame, kindled by the mind, extinguished by the mind, born and perished in an instant.

"Was this guy really Zhixia's ex-boyfriend? Didn't they say he was an ordinary person? How can he be this fierce?"

In the distance, Li Gaoyang pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and swallowed hard, stunned beyond control.

The person he thought was ordinary was not only involved with the Daoist Sect but also mastered terrifying techniques, one after another, Northern Emperor Technique, Celestial Mother Curse, and the further refined Fire Dragon Pill Sword…

Is this guy even human!?

"No wonder they say small skills are easy to master, but great skills are hard to accomplish!"

Zhang Fan retracted the Fire Dragon Pill Sword, feeling a scorching heat throughout his limbs and bones. Even though he had mastered this great skill, it took a significant toll on him.

No wonder mastering a great skill could bestow the rank of [Spirit Department], but to wield it effortlessly, one must be [High Skill].

Zhang Fan collected his thoughts, for now, he had no time to ponder such matters, his gaze fixed in the distance.

Ma Buting was charred black, still emitting blue smoke; it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

He shook his head and turned towards the deep pit.

However, just as Zhang Fan stepped forward, he froze, for beside the earthen idol, there was already someone there.

He stood there, smiling broadly at him, at everyone, as if he were watching a play.

This person, Zhang Fan had seen before.

"Xu Dog Han Land Disgust!?"

"Who is that?"

At this moment, Sui Chunsheng and others noticed the suddenly appearing man, their expressions changing dramatically, shouting in an angry voice.

"Don't go over..."

Zhang Fan quickly raised his hand, shouting in a loud voice.

"He is from the Thirteen Zodiacs!"

At these words, everyone's face changed color, none expected that in today's situation, someone from the Thirteen Zodiacs could slip through the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance's defenses and sneak in silently.

The snipe and the clam struggle, while the fisherman benefits.

"Fire Dragon Pill Sword... you actually obtained the True Inheritance of Ancestor Lv..."

Han Diyan looked at Zhang Fan with great interest, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

Zhang Fan's expression was grave, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the earthen idol beside Han Diyan.

"What? You want it?"

Han Diyan sensed Zhang Fan's intent, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"The Fire Dragon Pill Sword must be a huge drain for you; I can give you time to slowly recover." Han Diyan's smile grew even brighter.

Now, the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance's masters were blocked outside by the [Scorched Earth Flame Monarch], and only a few here and there inside.

In his eyes, mere ants, easily crushed.

This artifact left by the Great Spirit Sect King would eventually fall into the hands of the Wuwei Sect.

"I'll count to three, that should be enough."

As he spoke, Han Diyan raised his fingers.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Time's up!"

As the word fell, Han Diyan's smile vanished, murder emerging in his eyes, as waves of ethereal dust formed and dissipated in his palm.

"Six Dust Pill Technique!"

Even if someone with High Skill were present, they would meet their end helplessly against Han Diyan's power, let alone Zhang Fan in his current state!?

Boom...

At that moment, Zhang Fan suddenly smacked his forehead, and his Primordial Spirit emerged, leaving his physical form. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Trying to run?" Han Diyan laughed; even abandoning his body, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit would find it hard to escape from him.

However, an unexpected scene occurred.

Instead of fleeing, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit charged toward Han Diyan, a turn of events that even paused the Xu Dog.

Taking advantage of this opening, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit actually dived into the earthen idol beside him.

Rumble...

In an instant, the earthen idol seemed to come alive, the incense before it flared dramatically, a black cloud suddenly appearing in the sky, the terrifying thunder repeatedly slicing through the clouds.

"This is..."

Rumble...

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning descended, striking the earthen idol.

Han Diyan's face changed drastically, unable to dodge, he was sent hurtling by the terrifying thunder, his half of his body dissolving into dust...

"You little...!"

The turn of events was too swift, Han Diyan spat a mouthful of blood, fearful in his gaze as the surging thunder continued to fall, striking the earthen idol.

Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit felt like it was experiencing a massive tribulation, he only felt as if he had been blasted into countless particles.

"Activate the Xuanji Creation Wheel, people call gods yet I am not a god. Knowing the heights first approach the depths, seeking the door of life in the door of death."

Just then, a mysterious and long voice echoed within the earthen idol, followed by Zhang Fan seeing a swathe of white light, like curling incense, gathering and rising, enveloping his Primordial Spirit, making him feel incredibly comfortable, incredibly warm.

"This thing is indeed peculiar!" Zhang Fan felt a strange notion rise in his heart.

Perhaps only a Primordial Spirit that also cultivated the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo] could perceive the mysteries of this earthen idol.

Rumble...

As the thunder continued to descend from the sky, the white light grew increasingly intense, filling and permeating every corner, as if even the earthen idol could not bear it; finally, with a "boom," Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit was ejected, leaving the earthen idol and returning to his own body.

"This..."

Zhang Fan's complexion was pale as he quickly looked up to see cracks beginning to slowly appear in the earthen idol.

"It's cracking!?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Everyone watched, their eyes wide in disbelief, as thunder continued to rain down from the sky, that mysterious earthen idol gradually cracked until it exploded violently.

"It shattered!?"

Zhang Fan's skin twitched, dumbstruck.

The item left by his father, which he hadn't even had the chance to examine thoroughly, suddenly shattered just like that.

Rumble...

At that moment, the thunder in the sky slowly ceased, but the surging black clouds hadn't dissipated. A blazing white light, like a long rainbow, traversed the heavens, surging into those sinister black clouds.

At this time, whether inside the old residential area or outside, everyone stopped, looking up at the strange spectacle.

Lou Hechuan's white eyebrows stood up, his wrinkled skin trembling fiercely, a strong sense of unease slowly rising in his heart.

Scorched Earth Flame Monarch Feng Ping'an watched the scene, grinning widely, his eyes aflame with unprecedented brilliance.

"The long night ends, the divine dies, and the celestial arises!"

"Big Brother Zong, you've transcended the tribulation!!"