Starting Cultivation During a Trip

"The Five Elements Mistaken King, terrifying as it is, her internal organs have transformed into inhuman life structures." Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, showing a serious expression.

"This... this is too scary for your family." Ge Shuangxiu couldn’t help but say.

Both being Celestial Masters, Chen Dragon’s strength obviously surpassed Qiu Shangqing’s. Just her physical body alone, nothing could restrain her, enough to sweep through invincible.

At this moment, even Qiu Shangqing furrowed his brow, the terror of the Five Elements Mistaken King was beyond his imagination.

Buzz...

Chen Dragon’s expression was indifferent as she stepped forward, her aura growing more terrifying, distorting the air around her, blurring the scenery behind her.

"The rebellious become immortals, the mistaken become kings, truly worthy of the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods, a true anomaly in the mortal world."

Suddenly, an aged voice echoed softly on the abandoned old street, from the end of the street, moonlight scattered, and a figure stepped forward.

Facing the aura of the two Celestial Masters, the person’s presence was not inferior, subtly forming a flank with Qiu Shangqing, locking onto Chen Dragon.

"Yuan Tiandu, you came too." Chen Dragon seemed unsurprised upon seeing the newcomer.

"To think the South Zhang bloodline has another expert like you besides Zhang Lingzong not dead yet."

Yuan Tiandu looked at Chen Dragon, sighing in a deep voice.

"If I do not die, then you all must." Chen Dragon said coldly.

Yuan Tiandu’s expression was stern, he did not speak, but as he raised his hand, a strip of cloth in his bosom unraveled, revealing an ancient sword, though still in its sheath, a light hum resonated, shaking for ten miles.

In the far distance, the vast Pearl Lake unexpectedly rippled with waves.

By the lakeside, an old man on a fishing boat came out, looking towards the sky with a serene and composed demeanor.

"The Jiangshan Sword!?"

On the old street, Qiu Shangqing looked at the ancient sword in Yuan Tiandu’s bosom, revealing an unusual expression.

It was the Magic Sword of the White Crane Observatory Master, President of the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, Jiang Wansui.

"Celestial Master Qiu, join me in slaying this scoundrel."

Yuan Tiandu’s voice was heavy, facing a master who had cultivated into the Five Elements Mistaken King, he dared not be careless, and directly invited Qiu Shangqing.

"One against two!?"

Outside the old street, pairs of eyes fixed on the increasingly mighty and boiling phenomenon.

The Celestial Master Realm is the pinnacle of today’s world, almost at the end of cultivation, each one is a peerless figure, seeing themselves as unique protagonists in their own stories.

One-on-one is a matter of dignity for oneself and respect for the opponent.

One against two reflects Chen Dragon’s terror and strength.

However, at this moment, no one dared to voice dissent or pinpoint anything wrong, because it was someone who had achieved the Five Elements Mistaken King.

Rumble...

The decrepit Nanchang Street had already turned into ruins, with three terrifying auras rising simultaneously, clashing, and the fearsome phenomenon covering the region, turning it into a land of no return.

This overwhelming sense of oppression, imbued with pure destruction, conveyed the vast majesty of the heavens.

The human heart is the heart of heaven, human wrath is the wrath of heaven.

When the Celestial Being is angered, mortals retreat; at this moment, everyone truly realized their smallness, no matter their cultivation level, even with profound realms, in front of Celestial Masters, they are mere ants.

"Three Celestial Master-level figures in battle, such a grand event might not be encountered in a lifetime." Ge Shuangxiu couldn’t help but say.

For a cultivator, a Celestial Master is already akin to an immortal.

"Let’s go." Zhang Fan took a deep look into the distance.

Such a battle was not something they could involve themselves in, even their Primordial Spirits couldn’t spy and observe.

"Where to?"

"Of course, the ancestral mansion." Zhang Fan said solemnly.

Hearing this, Ge Shuangxiu’s eyes lit up, just as the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

This opportunity was rare, and it was the best chance for them to enter the Zhang Family Ancestral Mansion.

"Go!"

Zhang Fan and Ge Shuangxiu traversed through the night, bypassing Old South E Street, taking a circuitous route, and entering the Zhang Family Ancestral Mansion.

"It’s just ahead."

Under the hazy night, an ancient building emerged before them, old and crude, it was the Zhang Family Ancestral Mansion.

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment."

At this moment, a cold and clear voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw a young man approaching, his demeanor was gentle, yet within his dark eyes lay an innate authority.

"Hmm!?" Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly, this was an unfamiliar face.

"My name is Wang Qi, from the Shangjing White Crane Temple, and I am the assistant to Observatory Master Yuan." The young man slightly curled his lips in introduction.

"I don’t know you."

"You might not know me, but you might have seen these two."

As he spoke, two more figures emerged from the corner, revealing themselves to be Ge Changfeng and Qiu Wanmian.

"Ge Shuangxiu, why are you here?" Ge Changfeng said coldly.

As a marginal disciple of the Ge Family, Ge Shuangxiu was always following Ge Zhenyan, so he had naturally seen him before.

Since the Red Sun Building incident, Ge Changfeng had also been involved in the investigation.

Now, seeing Ge Shuangxiu here required no words for everything to become clear.

"You dare collude with outsiders to consort with the Wuwei Sect?" Ge Changfeng said coldly.

"Zhang Fan, you go first." Ge Shuangxiu remained unfazed, flexing his wrist and speaking calmly.

"You sure?" Zhang Fan asked, slightly unsure.

He scanned the surroundings, Wang Qi, Ge Changfeng, Qiu Wanmian, these three were all Great Master Level experts, all from prestigious major sects, their skills needless to say.

"If killing can solve the problem, then it’s not a problem." Ge Shuangxiu said calmly.

Zhang Fan said no more, he turned and left, leaving his back to Ge Shuangxiu.

"Get out of the way."

Ge Changfeng shouted harshly, intending to pursue, never did he consider this marginal disciple of the Ge Family worthy of his attention.

"The sacred assembly unites, within the Three Altars, magical power vast and deep as the Sea Assembly, the divine presence sovereign, should be the first..."

Suddenly, Ge Shuangxiu formed seals with his hands, chanting words.

All of a sudden, the sky cleared, the Primordial Spirit wanted to emerge, a terrifying phenomenon descended from the heavens, resplendent like Immortal Gods among the clouds, daunting like the slayer presence in the mortal world.

"All of you will die!" Ge Shuangxiu grinned lightly.

At this moment, he became different from before.

"That’s the Nine-Character Mantra, Lin Department’s Ultimate Skill!?" Ge Changfeng’s pupils contracted sharply, hardly believing.

A marginal disciple of the Ge Family, unexpectedly cultivated the highest Lin Department’s Ultimate Skill, the most crucial thing was this phenomenon, the deity he summoned was...

"The Thirty-Six Great Immortals!"

"Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God!!"