[Fantasy] Cultivation and Desire for a Slave Wife (Complete) - 31-33

Chapter 583 [Conspiracy]

"Hehe..."

Yang Fan chuckled softly, saying, "Although it's not possible now, but... that day will surely come. Ruolan, I promise you, once I finish this unavoidable task, I will give you... and them a satisfactory explanation!"

"Them?"

Shen Ruolan bit her lower lip slightly. Turning around, she sat in Yang Fan's lap, holding his head in her hands, and said jealously, "You're right here with them, yet you still haven't forgotten them. You're such a Casanova!"

She was blaming him for not forgetting other women, and not just her sister, even when they were alone. But deep down, there was a hint of joy in her heart. "Since he still remembers them even at a time like this, he'll surely remember me when they're around, right?"

Shen Ruolan thought to herself.

Yang Fan gently touched Shen Ruolan's smooth forehead and whispered, "Ruolan, you're a good woman, and so are they. To meet you all and receive your love in this life is a blessing I've accumulated over ten lifetimes. I can't not cherish it! I know that bringing you all together isn't fair to you, but if I only stay with one of you, wouldn't that be even more unfair to the others?"

"Fairness... in reality, fairness is just one group compromising with another. Where in this world is there true fairness? Love... probably requires compromise too!"

Shen Ruolan didn't want Yang Fan to misunderstand, so she gently nodded, indicating she understood.

Looking up again, she noticed a hint of weariness hidden in the corner of his eye as he casually turned his head.

Shen Ruolan suddenly understood why he looked like this. In an instant, a blush, almost seeping from her skin, enveloped her from head to toe. She was almost completely flushed.

"Ah..."

Shen Ruolan deliberately yawned, saying, "Yang Fan... I'm tired... Let's rest..."

A clever woman always says the right thing at the right time, and that hint of concern, seemingly hidden by Xiao Yi, always makes a man feel incredibly warm. At least, Yang Fan couldn't help but hold Shen Ruolan tightly in his arms, carrying her into the room to rest.

Although he didn't say anything, she knew that her image was deeply etched in his heart.

"Even if... when that day really comes, and he has to choose between my sister and me... even if he decides to leave me, he probably won't be able to forget me, right?"

She buried herself deeply in Yang Fan's arms. A sweet smile graced Shen Ruolan's lips, but two lines of clear tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

Some things, once done, will eventually come at a price, sometimes early, sometimes late, but ultimately unavoidable.

Lying in bed, he quickly began to snore evenly beside her. Shen Ruolan gently removed his arm, propped herself up on her elbow, and gazed intently at the sleeping Yang Fan.

His face was serene, like a baby's, without a trace of impurity. But… the slight furrow between his brows silently spoke of the hidden bitterness in his heart.

Shen Ruolan couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Yang Fan's brow twice, wanting to smooth away his sorrow. But how could she? One moment it would fade, the next it would gather again. That sorrow grew deep within his heart, a knot in his soul. How could it ever be erased?

"Yang Fan, do you think… we can really be together forever?"

Shen Ruolan asked, looking at Yang Fan. She sighed softly, muttering to herself, "You carry so much sorrow in your heart. I can't share even a fraction of it. Even if I were… what could I do? There are still many things I can't do… You know? Sometimes, I really envy my sister…"

"Sigh…"

Shen Ruolan sighed deeply, curling up her knees and burying her head in them. "I know… as the eldest daughter of the Shen family, my sister carries so many expectations, each expectation a burden…"

"I really want to leave everything behind, just be with you… Ha… I'm so foolish, knowing it's impossible, yet still indulging in wishful thinking… Actually, being with them to protect you isn't so bad. But… I hope… we can have a happy ending!"

Shen Ruolan wiped away the tears that welled in her eyes. She gently kissed Yang Fan's lips, lay back down, nestled against his chest, and slowly drifted off to sleep. In the darkness, Yang Fan's eyelashes blinked twice, but he didn't open his eyes.

Although Yang Fan didn't open his eyes, he heard Shen Ruolan's whispered words. Since Shen Ruolan chose to speak after he fell asleep, she clearly didn't want him to know. Why should he add to her sorrow? So, the next day, he simply treated Shen Ruolan with even greater tenderness.

Several

more days passed. The gang conflict in Hong Kong finally came to an end. And now it was Yang Fan's turn to appear.

The two major Japanese families' underground forces had suffered heavy losses in the conflict with the Hong Kong gangs. Their underhanded tactics had failed to achieve the desired results, and to prevent the conflict from escalating further, they were forced to choose negotiation.

Calling it negotiation was merely finding a plausible excuse to resolve their conflict. After all, Takehiko Inoue and Saburo Yagyu hadn't achieved their goals yet, and having already paid such a high price, if they were to slink back to Japan in disgrace, not only would they themselves be dissatisfied, but the scorn of the other families alone would drown them. For various reasons, the next generation of heirs from both families had no choice but to settle things once and for all.

The heads of the major Hong Kong triads strongly supported their proposal. They were quite wary of the ninjas' assassination methods. Now that they had the opportunity to resolve this issue openly, rather than be stabbed in the back, they were naturally more than happy to accept it.

The Guardian Dragon received news of the meeting between the two sides. Realizing that a permanent solution had arrived, they notified Yang Fan to participate in the operation.

On the day agreed upon by the Japanese and Hong Kong triads, Yang Fan arrived at the destination early, leaving Nalan Qingcheng to take care of Shen Ruolan and Sadako.

The agreed location was an island. The reason for choosing this location... There's a reason for this. Times have changed. Hong Kong is no longer an English colony. Small-scale conflicts are manageable; the police will handle them. Even if things escalate, as long as social stability isn't threatened, the powerful Chinese army won't be mobilized.

But a large gathering of the two major Japanese families and almost all of Hong Kong's triads wouldn't attract the attention of the Chinese army.

The Chinese army's combat power is world-renowned. Especially since the unit stationed in Hong Kong is an elite Class A brigade that participated in the Sino-Vietnamese War. Not only Hong Kong's triads, but even the two major Eastern families wouldn't dare provoke them, no matter how hard they try. Therefore, the choice of location had to be extremely careful.

Fortunately, Hong Kong is a coastal city with countless islands. Any uninhabited island could be chosen for settling scores without fear of being discovered.

When Yang Fan arrived, it was still early. After meeting with Ning Tianya, they chose a secluded spot in the mountains to conceal their presence. Not long after, the forces from Japan and Hong Kong simultaneously set foot on the island.

It turned out that the two sides hadn't met by chance, but rather, fearing the other might play some tricks, they had arranged a temporary meeting place before landing on the island, and then sailed together to the island.

They kept an eye on each other along the way, so there was no need to worry about the other hiding any unusual methods. Yang Fan saw someone jump off one of the cruise ships from afar, and upon closer inspection, it was a familiar face… Yagyu Saburo!

Seeing this person also arrive, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He had been troubled about where to find a way to remove the Gu worms from Sadako's body. In the end, he only thought of two strategies: one was to find a Gu master, something he had some connections with, as he had experience in this area, and with the miraculous power of his Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, it might be surprisingly effective.

However, the Gu worms were too strange, and the location was too sensitive; without absolute certainty, Yang Fan dared not act rashly.

The second strategy was to trace the source and directly cause trouble for the Yagyu family. It seemed that the damned old thief Yagyu was in their hands. There must be an antidote.

However, both aspects are troublesome. One involves finding the Gu master hidden somewhere, and the other, while the objective is clear, requires venturing alone to Japan and targeting the head of a powerful clan. The dangers involved are self-evident.

Comparatively, Yagyu Saburo, this willing scapegoat, is Yang Fan's best option at present. Since he can reap the benefits, why risk the unknown danger?

While Yang Fan was deep in thought, the two groups on the two cruise ships had already disembarked and stood in two separate positions. Negotiations then began.

In truth, given Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko's status, they didn't need to risk their lives. However, to appease their subordinate ninjas and to boost their own reputation back home, attracting more people to their ranks, they took the risk.

In their minds, this trip was nothing more than a show. With so many skilled ninja under his command, dealing with ordinary gangsters wouldn't cause them any harm. However, this very underestimation of their opponents cost them their lives. Meanwhile,

after discussing the matter, Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko each set aside one person, with Yagyu Saburo stepping forward to negotiate with the Hong Kong gangsters.

The Hong Kong gangsters also discussed the matter for a while and then selected one person. Yang Fan carefully examined this person, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. The man looked somewhat familiar; he bore a striking resemblance to Manager Zheng, whom he had met in Yanjing.

Recalling the conversation between the Inoshita family and the manager of the Jiamu Tea Restaurant in Yanjing, Yang Fan thought to himself, "So that's how it is. The Red Fan Society and those smaller gangs are going to suffer!"

Yang Fan had initially found it strange that the Inoshita family and the Pro-British Society seemed to be cooperating. How did the ninja rampage in Hong Kong this time manage to drag the Jiying Alliance into it? Now it seems their purpose was precisely this, a setup for today!

To say it was premeditated wouldn't be entirely accurate; it was more like they acted opportunistically. According to Yang Fan's deduction, it should be like this: the cooperation project between the Jingxia family and the Jiying Alliance was initially limited to Beijing.

After all, Beijing's wealth and development were enough to make gangs worldwide envious. Even without engaging in criminal activities, simply laundering money and conducting legitimate business would be enough to make them incredibly wealthy. However, the two major Japanese families were later drawn to Hong Kong and clashed with local gangs.

The leaders of both sides must have met, seeing this as an opportunity, and thus laid a trap, ensnaring all the local Hong Kong gangs. Once successful, the days of rampant gang activity in Hong Kong would be gone forever. At that point, the Jiying Alliance would naturally be the only dominant force in Hong Kong! This was naturally a win-win situation for both sides!

The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more reasonable his idea became, so he turned and told Ning Tianya his thoughts.

After listening to Yang Fan's analysis, Ning Tianya was also deeply impressed. He wholeheartedly agreed. The result, naturally, further strengthened his resolve to eliminate these two forces.

The outcome was as Yang Fan had predicted: the negotiation between the man who looked very much like the manager of the Jiamu Tea Restaurant and Yagyu Saburo ended badly. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, the only thing left was to fight.

Yang Fan first focused his attention on the man surnamed Zheng. He saw that after the fighting began, Zheng instructed a group of men to stay behind. Moreover, judging from their posture, they were preparing to move to the edge, clearly having decided to ambush them. Once the final moment arrived, they would turn against their own side and secure victory in one battle.

Neither side was a good person, and since they were determined to fight to the death, Yang Fan naturally had no interest in stopping them. He only needed to keep an eye on Yagyu Saburo, making sure he wasn't caught off guard and killed. After all, he was still very useful to Yang Fan.

Once a battle begins, those who charge in first are often the first to die. And a significant portion of these people are thugs from small gangs. After all, these gangsters were always at the forefront of fights. They knew that the more afraid of death one is, the faster one dies—a lesson they had learned from years in the underworld.

But today, they discovered that their past experience was utterly useless!

Chapter 584 [Internal Strife]

One after another, the thugs at the forefront were killed by the ninja's swords, while those following behind, merely cannon fodder, thought they had a clear understanding of their role. Seeing the tide turning against them, they immediately retreated, and few of them died.

The leaders of the small gangs watched helplessly as their capable henchmen died tragically. Enraged, they charged forward without thinking, only to fall into the trap set by Yagyu Saburo and his men. These men were even faster than the Red Sticks. A few quick-thinking leaders, however, fled back, thus narrowly escaping disaster.

In the blink of an eye, they had fallen into such a disadvantageous position. The leaders of the Red Barbarian Society were burning with rage. At this moment, they didn't want to consult with the leader of the Shueimen Alliance, but what they saw left them dumbfounded.

They never imagined that the leader of the Shueimen Alliance, who had just been their sworn brother and vowed to work together to defeat the Japanese invaders, was now hiding far to the left with his own men, plotting something unknown.

A slightly weakened member of the Red Barbarian Society approached the leader and shouted, "Brother, something's wrong! Those bastards from the Shuei-ryu Alliance, have they betrayed us?"

The leader, already suspicious, was further convinced by the member's words that the Shuei-ryu Alliance harbored ill intentions. His face darkened, but he barely managed to remain calm, whispering to the man, "Don't make a sound! Go gather the brothers we trust. We'll retreat first and see if we can get back on the ship. If it doesn't work, we can't let those Shuei-ryu bastards get away with it; we have to take a bite out of them!"

The Japanese were already clearly on opposing sides, their relationship inherently hostile. Compared to them, the leaders of these societies didn't feel much hatred towards them. However, the Shuei-ryu Alliance's treacherous and disloyal actions burned them with rage, even just thinking about it.

While ordering his men to gather reinforcements for a breakout, the leader of the Red Barbarian Society led a group of his personal guards, charging forward fearlessly to engage the Japanese. In the ensuing battle, they managed to kill quite a few Japanese ninjas.

After their initial victory, Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko exchanged a few smug glances, quite pleased with their brilliant decision. They even arrogantly believed that the Hong Kong underworld was no match for the Japanese ninjas. They thought the ninjas' initial defeat and deaths were mostly due to carelessness.

However, their smugness was short-lived. The leader of the Red Barbarian Society, along with his personal guards, delivered a resounding slap to Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko's faces. The two men

, who had been so self-satisfied just moments before, immediately turned grim. Inoshita Takehiko, always sullen, could tolerate this temporary loss, though each ninja's loss pained him deeply.

Yagyu Saburo, however, lacked such patience. Seeing the situation turn against him, he immediately erupted in fury, shouting and yelling, looking as if he wanted to rush forward and cut his opponent into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

Seeing Yagyu Saburo pointing and cursing at the enemy leader, Inoshita Takehiko's eyes lit up, and he had a plan. He beckoned to a man dressed in red ninja attire, whispered a few instructions in his ear, and the man nodded in response. With a few leaps, he quickly rushed towards the enemy leader's location.

Yagyu Saburo also saw the red-clad ninja's target and suddenly realized his mistake, cursing himself for being foolish and forgetting the formidable strength of the Tennin.

In truth, it was because Yagyu Saburo was too cowardly, always thinking of keeping the Tennin around as a means of protection, never considering that they were also a powerful force capable of inflicting heavy losses on the enemy.

As soon as the red-clad ninja approached the enemy leader, he hurled a shuriken. Two barely audible "whoosh" sounds rang out as two small objects, resembling darts or arrows, pierced the air and disappeared in a flash.

"Boss, little..."

One of the enemy's guards, seeing the dire situation, only managed to shout halfway before rushing forward recklessly, shoving his leader aside. Little did he know that this would be his last cry.

One of the two shuriken pierced his shoulder, not a serious injury, but fatal. The other struck him squarely between the eyebrows, almost burrowing into his skull, embedding itself deep within. Almost simultaneously with the shuriken striking the guard, he was already dead.

Seeing this, the leader roared like a tiger, his eyes turning bloodshot. He was about to charge at the red-clad ninja to fight him, but was held back by another guard, who forcefully pulled him backward.

Seeing this, the other guards, no longer caring about killing the other ninjas, all surged forward, surrounding the red-clad ninja and unleashing a relentless, desperate attack.

Their goal was the same: to delay the red-clad ninja as much as possible. Creating an opportunity for their leader to escape, even just a little more time… would be good!

Hiding on the hill, Yang Fan and Ning Tianya, who had been watching the battle, exchanged glances upon seeing how popular their leader was, secretly developing admiration for him.

Times had changed; for gang members, almost anything was worth selling for profit. Even their ever-present "loyalty" was worth selling. For the right price, they would readily part with it.

The fact that this leader could make a group of gang members so reckless showed just how shrewd he was!

Meanwhile, the Heroes' Alliance suddenly moved… their leader gave the order, summoning his men to charge towards the Red Fan Society's rear.

The Heroes' Alliance leader's first order was for his men to gather and prepare for a breakout. So, while his men appeared ready for battle, they had already retreated to the edge of the battlefield.

With this order, they immediately sprang into action. Those carrying weapons… They all brought out their weapons; the firearms they had originally intended as a backup were no longer worth keeping hidden.

Gunfire erupted. The scene was even more brutal than the earlier melee between the ninjas and gangsters. In just a few moments, another large number of the Hong Kong triad members had fallen.

However, they then realized they too possessed firearms, and so they drew their weapons and exchanged fire.

Unfortunately, they had chosen the beach as their negotiation location, intending to catch the Japanese off guard and wipe them all out with firearms. Unexpectedly, their own people were fighting,

and the casualties increased exponentially after the exchange of fire began. Amidst the clashing fire, Yang Fan reminded Ning Tianya to use a sniper rifle to attack the ninjas. Ning Tianya immediately understood, specifically assigning snipers to deal with the lone ninjas who appeared to be within range of the Hong Kong triad and the Jiying Alliance.

Due to the involvement of the Guardians of the Heavenly Dragon, casualties escalated further, affecting not only the Shueisha Alliance and the Hong Kong triads, but also the Japanese side, which suffered heavy losses.

This outcome greatly dissatisfied both the Japanese and the Shueisha Alliance. They began to suspect that the other side was behind it all. According to the prior agreement, after the Shueisha Alliance launched its attack, the Japanese side was supposed to coordinate a general offensive, committing all their ninjas to the attack.

However, the other side clearly did not do so; even when suffering heavy losses, they left a portion of their forces to observe from the sidelines. This forced the leaders of the Shueisha Alliance to consider: were they waiting to reap the benefits?

Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko were also furious. They hadn't expected that even after consolidating their forces and minimizing ninja losses, the exchange of fire between the Hong Kong triads and the Shueisha Alliance had wiped out nearly a quarter of their forces in an instant! This

enraged the young masters of the two powerful families, who were almost ready to issue an indiscriminate order to eliminate friend from foe.

"No, if we send all the ninjas out now, firstly, our personal safety might be in danger. Secondly, our losses might increase even further!"

*Bang!*

Inoshita Tomohiko used the last shred of reason to try and persuade Yagyu Saburo, but unexpectedly, he was ultimately enraged by a gunshot.

The powerful muzzle velocity of the heavy sniper rifle, combined with the destructive force of the armor-piercing round, easily took the life of a Tennin, who was caught completely off guard.

That was a Tennin! Even with the combined strength of the two great clans, they could only gather five around them, yet one was easily lost in a firefight with the Hong Kong gangsters!

*Bang!*

As if the provocation to Inoshita Takehiko wasn't enough, another gunshot rang out, and another unsuspecting Tennin had his head blown off, red and white splattering all over Takehiko like beer from a bottle.

"Baka! Mina, die!"

Inoshita Takehiko's reason completely collapsed; only one thought remained in his mind: Kill! Kill! Kill!

He wanted to wipe out all the enemies on the beach. It was them, they were the ones who had caused him such heavy losses. They were the foundation of his future control over his clan!

The death of the first Tennin shocked the other ninjas of the same rank. Usually lurking in the shadows, plotting against others, they never imagined the same fate would befall them. It wasn't

until the second Tennin died that the others reacted. Ignoring Inoue Takehiko's continued shouts, they lunged forward and tackled him to the ground.

"Get down! There's a sniper!"

Almost simultaneously, another Tennin rushed forward, tackling Yagyu Saburo to the ground as well.

The target of the Heavenly Dragon Guardians was naturally not Inoue Takehiko and Yagyu Saburo. Yang Fan had already reserved their lives; he had other uses for them.

Otherwise, caught completely off guard, neither of them would have survived. How could they be allowed to stand there and shout wildly?

"What a pity, I only brought one heavy sniper rifle. Otherwise, none of those red-clad ninjas would have escaped!"

Ning Tianya clenched his fist and sighed regretfully.

Yang Fan lowered his sniper rifle, smiled at him, and said, "Even with a few more heavy sniper rifles, can you guarantee they'll all be spared?"

Ning Tianya chuckled and said, "I was just kidding. These ninjas are really not to be underestimated! Our snipers had a hard time even hitting those green-clad ninjas. If it weren't for you, it would have been very difficult to save two red-clad ninjas."

Eliminating some of the Heavenly Ninjas was a strategy that Yang Fan and Ning Tianya had discussed long ago. Ning Tianya didn't know much about the strength of those Heavenly Ninjas before and was initially somewhat dismissive of Yang Fan's plan. It wasn't

until a red-clad ninja rushed out to deal with the leader of the Red Fan Society and saw his sharp methods that Ning Tianya became alert. If these people were spared, it would be very detrimental to the later plans.

So, Yang Fan personally took action, using his mental power to lock onto the positions of two Heavenly Ninjas and quickly firing two shots with a hair's breadth of difference.

However, with Yang Fan's current level of mental power output, locking onto two Heavenly Ninja-level experts was already the limit. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind taking the lives of a few more Heavenly Rank ninjas.

You see, locking onto a target with mental power is different from a real fight; it relies not on cultivation level, but purely on mental power. Even a typical Void Returning expert like Yagyu Saburo couldn't do this, let alone two Heavenly Rank ninjas, not even one, because his mental cultivation is far inferior to Yang Fan's! Yang Fan's current cultivation is already incredibly close to comprehending a domain, a significant improvement since his battle with Yagyu Saburo. He even has a gut feeling that he's only missing a crucial opportunity; once the time is right, he'll immediately comprehend a domain.

At that time, not only Yagyu Saburo, but even ten or a hundred Yagyu Saburos wouldn't be his match!

A domain is a completely new concept. It's a huge dividing line in life.

It can be said that martial artists below the domain level, no matter how powerful, are ultimately inseparable from the word "martial arts." However, martial artists who have mastered the domain have already glimpsed a trace of the Heavenly Dao and reached another level—the profound understanding of the Great Dao! One is martial arts, the other is the Dao. One is skill, the other is art; the difference between the two is immeasurable. In other words, martial artists who have mastered the domain have officially transcended the realm of humans and have begun to move towards the legendary immortals and gods. Their life level and soul level have risen to a completely new level. The difference between them is the concept of mortals and immortals! However, at the very moment Yang Fan used his spiritual power to kill Tianming Tiansi, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and a plan suddenly appeared in his mind...

Chapter 585 [Fire Phoenix]

The deaths of two red-clad ninjas in succession gave the various gangs in Hong Kong an opportunity, especially since the red-clad ninjas who tried to take the lives of their leaders were killed, allowing their guards to be freed.

However, when they surrounded him, he almost burst into tears: the power he had painstakingly built over so many years had been almost entirely destroyed by those red-clad thinkers! These guards were all highly skilled elite assassins, the culmination of his years of hard work; there were only sixteen of them in total, and yet, in just one battle, ten of them had died.

"Damn those Japanese devils!" The leader's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost couldn't resist rushing forward to fight them again.

"Boss, no! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!" It was that same thin gang member from before who held his boss back, preventing him from charging into the heart of the battle again.

On the other side, despite the Heavenly Ninja's warning, none of the Earthly Ninjas, already bloodthirsty, spared any effort to search for the hidden enemies.

Although most members of the various Hong Kong gangs were not particularly strong, they were fearless. Even ants in large numbers can kill an elephant, let alone these fearless ants who were armed with firearms.

The difference between the enemy and the Heavenly Ninja is often far greater. They cannot completely ignore the effects of firearms. They can tolerate being hit by one or two bullets, but dozens or even hundreds of bullets will leave them helpless.

The deaths of one comrade after another, coupled with Inoue Takehiko's frenzied orders, drove the entire enemy force into a state of madness. They no longer made any dodging movements, charging directly into the crowd and slaughtering indiscriminately.

Just as Yang Fan said, unless he used a heavy sniper rifle and locked onto it with his mind, even the speed of a heavy sniper rifle would not be able to hit a Ground Ninja. Even if a vital part was hit, they had ways to find someone to die in their place! This is why those Heavenly Ninja stood there so nonchalantly, without any fear of being ambushed. And this is also why they were so shocked when they saw someone kill a Heavenly Ninja with a gun.

The trees may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease. The various Hong Kong triads wanted to disengage from the fighting, but both the two major Japanese families and the Ji-Mo Alliance were eager to eliminate them and were unwilling to let them leave easily. Since the pretense of civility had been broken, the Ji-Mo Alliance unleashed its final trump card, dispatching powerful warriors to strike at the enemy's rear.

Soon, the Ji-Mo Alliance's elite warriors clashed with the members of the various Hong Kong triads.

The ninjas completely ignored the warning from Tian Ren about the presence of snipers.

Madness! Everyone descended into madness! The dense gunfire, like popping beans, rang out incessantly, and bright red blood splattered from the fighting bodies in large clumps.

Even the once clear sky seemed unable to bear such a bloody scene, obscuring its view with large patches of dark clouds.

Seeing that almost everyone had descended into madness, the three remaining Tennin exchanged glances. One of them said, "You protect Master Yueyue and retreat to the ship first. I'll go find the sniper who attacked from the shadows!" "Hai!" "Hai!" The thinkers beside Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko agreed almost simultaneously, looking at the ninja with reverence.

From beginning to end, this ninja stood outside the circle. Even when two Tennin died, he didn't make a move. He stood there calmly, like a stone statue.

Unlike the other ninjas, this ninja wore a white ribbon tied around his head. Most peculiarly, in the center of this ribbon was a golden sun! In the center of the sun, there was even a faint image of a flying bird.

Upon hearing that the ninja wearing the golden sun emblem on his head had decided to make a move, the remaining two Heavenly Ninjas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly left with Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko.

"We can't let them get away!" Ning Tianya couldn't help but clench his fist, ready to launch a final attack, but Yang Fan stopped him.

He solemnly said to Ning Tianya, "Brother Ning, the situation is a bit off. I need to go out and fight those ten guys one-on-one. Don't rush into a general offensive, otherwise... the casualties might be very heavy!" Ning Tianya was shocked to hear this, but he didn't disbelieve him at all. Hearing Yang Fan's serious tone, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there a master among them?" Yang Fan couldn't help but smile wryly and nodded, "That's right, and much more powerful than the average one!" Leaving Ning Tianya with a heavy expression, Yang Fan flew out to meet the ninja rushing towards him. Earlier, when choosing a suitable sniper target, he had sensed something was off about this ninja, especially the golden sun emblem on the ninja's forehead and the faintly visible bird pattern within it, which gave him a lot of ideas.

That's why Yang Fan didn't attack him directly, but instead chose to target other Heavenly Ninjas. It was fortunate he didn't attack this particular person, otherwise…

Yang Fan preemptively blocked the ninja's path, preventing him from rushing into the hill. He wasn't afraid of the Heavenly Dragon Guardians, but rather of Yang Fan suddenly attacking them; in that case, he probably wouldn't be able to protect them.

The current battle position was excellent, not too far from the center of the battle where the Alliance was besieging the various Hong Kong triads. Even if stray bullets flew everywhere when he fought the ninja, he didn't need to worry about injuring his own people! At their level, the destructive power of a fight was comparable to a volley of artillery… or even the power of a salvo of Katyusha rockets. Such terrifying destructive power, if it landed in a crowd, would be devastating. For the safety of the Heavenly Dragon members, Yang Fan naturally needed to secure a safe position first.

However… this so-called safe location only applies to the members of the Guardian Dragon. For the Japanese ninjas and the Hong Kong gangsters, it's an extremely dangerous minefield. A violent explosion could occur at any moment, claiming many of their lives! "You are… Yang Fan?" The red-clad ninja initially glanced at Yang Fan casually, intending to crush this ant in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, upon closer inspection, he realized the trouble.

Yang Fan noticed the subtle narrowing of the other's eyes and felt a little strange: "Weren't you already familiar with everything about me? What, you didn't recognize me at first glance?" Hearing Yang Fan's somewhat mocking question, the red-clad ninja surprisingly showed no anger. Instead, he looked at Yang Fan with a serious expression and said: "Purple Dragon...was it also killed by you?" Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. How big of a deal was this? The Heroes Alliance had prepared in advance and could have guessed this news without much difficulty. How come now...even the Japanese know about it? For anyone with the experience of an assassin, fame is the most unwanted shackle, so they always prefer to keep a low profile, a low profile, and a low profile! But if even the Japanese know that he killed Purple Dragon, it will become extremely difficult for Yang Fan to use any surprise tactics in the future! Seeing the change in Yang Fan's expression, the ninja couldn't help but smile, but this smile was hidden under his mask. To Yang Fan, it was just a few wrinkles on his mask.

"It seems the news from the Beast Alliance is true! Since you killed the Purple Flood Dragon, then I, Fire Phoenix, have reason to treat you as a true opponent!" "Fire Phoenix?" Hearing the other party introduce himself, Yang Fan outwardly showed no emotion, but inwardly he was startled. It seemed this Alliance of Heroes was far more complex than he had imagined. First, there were Chinese martial artists, and now Japanese ninjas. This organization truly lived up to its reputation as a transnational entity, its members coming from all sorts of places and countries.

However, hearing the other party's words, while surprised, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

"This Fire Phoenix, is he a fool? Not only did he introduce himself, but he also inadvertently cleared up my doubts." "

For Yang Fan, his biggest worry wasn't anything else, but that the Japanese would know he killed the Purple Dragon. If he destroyed the Heroes Alliance, he wouldn't care about his reputation, but before that, the greater his reputation, the more trouble he would face! Huo Luan's words actually put Yang Fan at ease.

"Since that's the case, then let's make our move!" Their opponent was practically the last core force of the Heroes Alliance. Facing such an enemy, Yang Fan naturally wouldn't hold back. As soon as he spoke, he immediately attacked.

It was truly: still as a virgin, swift as a fleeing rabbit. The sudden attack was like a muffled thunderclap from the horizon, seemingly distant, yet it seemed to fall in the blink of an eye.

Huo Luan didn't expect Yang Fan to completely disregard the rules of the martial world, attacking without warning, showing no demeanor of a master. Caught off guard, she was caught off guard and Yang Fan seized the initiative.

"Baka! You Chinese, so cunning!" Yang Fan ignored Huo Luan's curses.

"Are you kidding me? This isn't a formal duel. We're mortal enemies, why would I talk to you about martial arts rules? If I did, I'd be the one out of my mind!" Yang Fan inwardly scorned Huo Luan's strange logic, but his hands didn't stop. One deadly move after another was unleashed, sometimes as slow as a gentle breeze rustling leaves, sometimes as fast as thunderclaps from a flat ground.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan had launched at least twenty attacks on Huo Luan, each strike aimed at his weak points. It seemed he had long ago decided to kill him! Huo Luan's skill was also remarkable. Despite Yang Fan's rapid and fierce attacks, he remained calm and composed. Although he was furious, his movements were perfectly steady

. The Fire Phoenix, like a flame that could be extinguished at any moment, swayed precariously amidst Yang Fan's sweeping, powerful attacks, as if it would vanish without a trace with the arrival of a single wave.

The problem was this: Yang Fan's onslaught of over twenty giant waves had failed to extinguish this fragile flame, a truly astonishing feat.

In fact, the true mystery of the Fire Phoenix technique lay not in defense, but in offense. Unfortunately, Yang Fan had seized the initiative, leaving the Fire Phoenix, even if unwilling to be passively attacked, helpless and frustrated.

"This kid is indeed not to be underestimated. He actually managed to render my 'Bright Fire Fist' useless. It's infuriating!" Huo Luan was naturally extremely uncomfortable being forced into this situation. Over the years, he had been a powerful figure in Fusang, even holding a higher status than Yagyu Saburo. Even if he weren't the Emperor of Fusang, his treatment would probably be comparable.

Although years of pampered life hadn't diminished his ambition, his ability to handle life-or-death battles had weakened considerably compared to before.

"This can't go on!" Constantly being overwhelmed by Yang Fan, Huo Luan felt extremely resentful. She endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't bear the humiliation of being perpetually at a disadvantage, and decided to take a risky gamble.

Huo Luan's body twisted, neither dodging nor avoiding Yang Fan's attacks, but just as he was about to strike, she suddenly changed her move.

A visible ball of flame, centered on the point of attack, violently rippled outwards, quickly transforming into a ring of red flames that shot outwards rapidly. Within the flames, two dark red lights were faintly hidden, their target Yang Fan's eyes.

Huo Luan's move was called "Feeding Fire with One's Body," a special technique of the "Bright Fire Fist." It could be used to escape in a chaotic battle or to launch a surprise attack—a truly ingenious move that combined offense and defense.

Yang Fan wasn't afraid of the scattered fire rings; even if he were burned, he wouldn't feel much pain. Just then, his mental vision automatically opened, revealing a scene that forced him to be on guard.

Almost without thinking, Yang Fan leaped to the side, then grabbed a member of the Heroes Alliance to stand in his place, while he himself shook his arms, continuing to pressure the Fire Phoenix.

"Feeding the Fire with one's own body" was indeed a brilliant move, but since it involved the word "feeding," it wasn't something that could be easily achieved. This was a special technique that required the Fire Phoenix to use its heart fire as a seed and its heart blood to nurture and refine it.

The fact that her attack failed to hit Yang Fan directly, and that he used a deceptive trick to subvert her attack, was bad enough. What infuriated Huo Luan the most was that despite expending considerable effort, she still couldn't gain the upper hand! "You forced me to do this!" Huo Luan roared, shouting, "Hellfire Red Lotus!" A ball of inner fire gently floated from Huo Luan's chest, initially only the size of a willow leaf, but instantly growing into a red lotus the size of a fist. The red lotus grew larger and larger, and in a short while, it became the size of two adults. Then, the red lotus shrank and expanded inward, shrank and expanded again, and after shrinking a third time, a wondrous change occurred.

It sounded huge, but the change happened in an instant.

Yang Fan had just launched his attack when he saw a red lotus appear from nothing, grow instantly, and then expand and contract rapidly.

"Not good!" Suddenly realizing the danger, Yang Fan barely had time to think before he instantly flashed away.

In that instant, Yang Fan even vaguely realized that his flash had definitely surpassed any speed he had ever used before!

Chapter 586 [Hongmen Intervention]

"Boom!"

A sound like a thunderstorm was created the moment Yang Fan flashed away.

"A sonic boom?" Huo Luan

looked on incredulously as she watched the Hellish Red Lotus explode and fly rapidly in all directions, yet it failed to harm a single hair on Yang Fan's head.

The Hellish Red Lotus doesn't require much time to unfold, and the flames after its explosion are close to the speed of sound. However, Yang Fan's instantaneous flash had already created a sonic boom, which meant that Qin Di's speed had exceeded the speed of sound!

It was this slight difference that Huo Luan was so confident of striking that caused her attack to land on empty air... No! It wasn't entirely a waste; at the very least, this Hellfire Crimson Lotus attack killed swathes of the Shueisha and Konoha gang members entangled together.

"Damn! Are these even human?"

After the Crimson Lotus's raging inferno, the remaining gang members looked at each other in horror, their fierce fighting spirit instantly plummeting to freezing point.

The Crimson Lotus flames ignited upon contact, burning instantly to death. Their lethality and destructive power were astonishing! Even more terrifying was that this flame couldn't be extinguished directly. Whether rolling on the ground or jumping into the sea, the result was the same! They would be burned through the heart and die!

The Crimson Lotus flames appeared to burn people, but even after they were burned to death, their bodies and even their clothes remained completely undamaged. If someone could see through the clothing and muscle, they would discover that the hearts of those corpses had long since been burned to ashes.

Although Yang Fan had dodged the Fire Phoenix's Crimson Lotus attack earlier, he didn't let up on tracking the power of the Crimson Lotus. He needed to ascertain the true power of the Hellish Crimson Lotus and its destructive effects before adjusting his attack strategy.

The result was astonishing. It didn't burn clothing or damage the surface of muscles; it directly incinerated the heart. This was even more unbelievable than Yang Fan's mental energy ray!

The power of the Hellish Crimson Lotus gave Yang Fan a new hypothesis: Could it be… that the core members of the Heroic Alliance were all experts with special abilities?

Thinking carefully, both the Purple Flood Dragon's fighting style and the Fire Phoenix before him gave Yang Fan a peculiar feeling. Clearly, they weren't born with any special abilities; in fact, their methods of developing those abilities differed from ordinary martial artists. More precisely… their methods of developing abilities were very similar to Yang Fan's!

Thinking this, Yang Fan's breath caught in his throat. If his hypothesis was correct, it meant that even if he resolved the Fire Phoenix's problem, he would still have to face at least many opponents with abilities similar to the Purple Flood Dragon and the Fire Phoenix… or even stronger!

A desperate counterattack, expending immense effort, not only failed to kill the opponent, but even… failed to inflict the slightest injury. This greatly shocked Huo Luan.

He knew better than anyone the power of the Hellish Red Lotus. Once touched, it was impossible to extinguish; the fiercer the flames burned on the surface, the faster the heart would fail. At the moment the heart turned to ashes, the flames were even breathtakingly beautiful!

This Hellish Red Lotus was similar to the Buddhist concept of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, except one burned away karma, while the other burned away a person's spiritual power! There were only two ways to extinguish the flames. One was to fall into a state of shock, ensuring the heart stopped beating within ten minutes. But if the heart truly fell into a state of shock for ten minutes, that person was basically beyond saving!

The second method, while less dangerous, was far more difficult to achieve. It required the person struck by the Red Lotus to use immense spiritual power to envelop the flames invading the heart, expelling them from the body.

Huo Luan unleashed a full-force Hellfire Crimson Lotus attack, completely unprepared for Yang Fan's supersonic speed to evade its ferocious strike. Even more provocatively, Yang Fan then returned to his original position! This inflicted an unprecedented sense of humiliation on Huo Luan. He gritted his teeth so hard they nearly shattered.

He knew that if Yang Fan had used any of the aforementioned methods, he would have had the opportunity to kill him. After all, those methods required time.

But the reality before them was that Yang Fan stood perfectly still, as if he hadn't moved at all. If Yang Fan continued to dodge with such speed, what was the point of Huo Luan's Hellfire Crimson Lotus? Wasn't that just a monkey show? While

seething with resentment, Huo Luan secretly became more vigilant, realizing his desperate measures were ineffective against Yang Fan, and quickly changed tactics. He launched a new offensive using conventional methods.

For him, this was the only consolation he could find now. Perhaps it was the Hellfire Crimson Lotus that gave him the first-mover advantage; this was the only benefit it brought him!

Facing the Fire Phoenix's relentless, storm-like attacks, Yang Fan was not alarmed but rather delighted. Through meticulous analysis, he clearly understood that, against the Hellfire Crimson Lotus's attacks, he had no better option than to use another Instant Flash.

He absolutely did not want to use Instant Flash again unless absolutely necessary. The last time, he had gathered his essence, energy, and spirit, using the Ghost Shadow Step to perform a perfect dodge. Even if he were given the same conditions to do it again, he might not be able to do it. It could be said that that teleportation just now had exceeded his limits; even the master who used the Ghost Shadow Step back then might not have been able to achieve that speed! If the Fire Phoenix were to recklessly use the Hellfire Crimson Lotus, I'm afraid… his fate would be far from splendid!

Close-range, upward thrust, punch to the center. Every movement of the Fire Phoenix's attacks fell into Yang Fan's eyes. In his view, these movements seemed no different from ordinary boxing techniques. If there's any difference, it might be the Fire Phoenix's fists!

Two dark blue flames always enveloped the Fire Phoenix's fists. These flames were completely different from ordinary flames, looking almost like two swirling liquids. If it weren't for the occasional crackling and sparks from these flames during attacks, it would be even easier to mislead people.

Facing any unknown entity, any careless action before eliminating its danger could lead to death. Yang Fan understood this very well, so he paid sufficient attention to these two flames.

He tried to avoid direct contact with them, aiming to attack the Fire Phoenix's vitals to force it to defend itself and abandon its attack on Yang Fan.

Having initially been overwhelmed and at a disadvantage… forced to use Hellfire Lotus for a full-force attack… and now using the Bright Fire Fist to fight Yang Fan in a more conventional manner,

the Fire Phoenix had undergone a very complete mental journey in a short period of time. And the consequences… However, he had absolutely no time to pay attention to the battle on the beach… Of course, this wasn't really important to him anyway, as he had great confidence in the ninjas' abilities.

But the reality didn't go as Huo Luan wished! Taking advantage of Yang Fan's interception of Huo Luan, Ning Tianya was originally preparing to launch a general offensive as planned.

Just as he was about to give the order, a newly joined soldier suggested: Could we first observe the battle between Yang Fan and Huo Luan? After all, such a duel between masters was extremely rare.

The veteran soldiers under Ning Tianya's command would never make such a request. They were already accustomed to obeying Ning Tianya's orders. Why would they break discipline and make such a request at this time? Only newly recruited greenhorns, relying on the backing of certain leaders of the Guardian Dragon Grounds, would dare to do such a thing.

After considering it for a while, Ning Tianya finally agreed. Ning Tianya naturally knew why these new recruits joined the team. As long as it didn't affect the overall plan, even slightly excessive requests wouldn't be refused by Ning Tianya. Moreover, he also wanted to see the battle between Yang Fan and Huo Luan properly.

When Huo Luan used the Hellish Red Lotus technique, the members of the Guardian Dragon Grounds were secretly excited: What a huge firework! But when they saw the aftermath of the fireworks, the beach was a mess, almost clearing out a strip of corpses lying on the ground. Their minds went blank.

What kind of scene was that? It was like... yes! Like a wheat field ravaged by a combine harvester! But Hellfire Crimson Lotus wasn't buying wheat; it was buying human lives!

Luckily, Fire Phoenix was standing on the edge of the crowd, not in the center, which only created a fan-shaped area of fallen corpses. If he had been in the center… there probably wouldn't have been many survivors left on the beach!

The special forces soldiers were all stunned, even Ning Tianya couldn't help but wipe his sweat. Now, he had only one thought in his mind: Damn it, this is absolutely inhuman! When he got back, he had to report this; he could never take on a mission like this again.

The more Ning Tianya thought about it, the more frightened he became. If he had followed the original plan and ordered his men to rush out, they would probably have ended up like the corpses lying on the beach.

Time passed slowly, and when Fire Phoenix and Yang Fan engaged in a conventional battle, Ning Tianya finally came to his senses: This was a good opportunity. If he didn't take advantage of the gap between their unleashed attacks to eliminate the remaining members of the Hong Kong triads and the Jiying Society, there probably wouldn't have been many people left on the beach!

As for the remaining ninjas, they could only kill them one by one. Ning Tianya knew perfectly well that with their strength, compared to those ninjas who were elusive, incredibly fast, and possessed the Five Elements Escape Technique to conceal their movements, it was almost impossible to capture them all.

However, just as Ning Tianya was about to commit suicide, another large, dark-clad group appeared on the beach…

“Kill!” “Kill!” “Kill!” From the northwest of the beach, a large group of men in black suddenly surged forth. They were all dressed in black, wielding long swords, and pressed towards the battle like a black torrent.

The leader was unusually tall, standing there like half a city wall. Moreover, this man had strong limbs, broad, rounded shoulders, and a high, firm chest, as solid as a keypost. He was a rough-looking man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and dark skin, and he ran like a gust of wind.

"Hong Zhentian!" The reactions of the various Hong Kong triads, the Jiying Alliance, the ninja families, and Ning Tianya upon seeing this person were drastically different. The Hong Kong triads were initially surprised, but after the initial surprise came excitement—a joy of surviving a calamity! The Jiying Alliance members, however, paled, and the expressions of Yagyu Saburo's group were no better. Ning Tianya, with a furrowed brow, canceled the attack order! "The Hongmen have indeed intervened, and Hong Zhentian is personally involved. It seems our previous plan has to be cancelled!" However, Ning Tianya was shrewd and calculating; after his initial surprise at the Hongmen's sudden involvement, he immediately devised a countermeasure.

On the other side, seeing the Hongmen's sudden involvement, the chaotic crowd gradually dispersed.

Even Yang Fan and the ninja stopped simultaneously, turning their gazes to the group of men in black, focusing, naturally, on Hong Zhentian, who had caused a truce the moment he appeared.

"A master!" With just one glance, Yang Fan was certain that Hong Zhentian was an extremely powerful master. Moreover, he was far superior to figures like Yagyu Saburo and Huo Luan. Yang Fan secretly estimated that even if he used all his trump cards, he might not be able to defeat him.

It could be said that this was the only person who had ever put him under immense pressure since his debut, not even the Red Lotus Ancestor had ever exerted such pressure. Hong Zhentian stood there casually, like a mountain, giving people a feeling of invincibility. Moreover, Yang Fan sensed powerful spatial fluctuations emanating from him, clearly indicating that he was at least a Void Returning Realm expert who had comprehended a Domain! "I didn't expect that Hong Kong would hide such a powerful master. As expected of a triad giant with a history of hundreds of years, the waters of the Hongmen are indeed unfathomable!" Originally, Yang Fan thought that triads like the Hongmen and the Green Gang, no matter how powerful, would at most have some people who had practiced ordinary martial arts.

In fact, the underworld forces he had encountered were indeed like this. A gang with a few martial artists who had practiced ordinary martial arts was already quite good. As for true masters, he had never seen even one at the Nascent Soul stage.

However, the appearance of Hong Zhentian shattered Yang Fan's understanding and made him truly realize the power of the Hongmen! He also learned the real reason why the Hongmen had been able to survive for hundreds of years.

If the Hongmen was so powerful, then the Green Gang, which was on par with it, was probably not much weaker, right?

Chapter 587 [Hong Zhentian]

"Master Hong! You're not finished yet!" After the two sides stopped fighting, the leaders of the various Hong Kong triads all ran to Hong Zhentian to pay their respects. Even the leader of the pro-Hongmen alliance walked up to him and respectfully called him "Master Hong!" "Who is this person?" On the other side, Yagyu Saburo asked Inoue Takehiko beside him.

Hearing the question, Takehiko Inoue whispered, "The true underground emperor of Hong Kong, Hung Chen-tien!" "Underground emperor? Hung Chen-tien?" "That's right, this man is Hung Chen-tien, the leader of the Hong Kong Triads. Legend has it that he was invincible in Hong Kong back then. When the Triads were on the verge of collapse, he single-handedly rebuilt them. Don't be fooled by his benevolent appearance; he's a ruthless killer who kills without blinking an eye. Thousands, if not tens of thousands, have lost their lives at his hands. In fact, the reason no outside gangs have ever intervened in Hong Kong is because of his existence!" "However, he retired from the underworld forty years ago and no longer cares about triad affairs. Even so, over the years, countless gangs have risen in Hong Kong, but none have dared to unify the city. Everyone knows that as long as Hung Chen-tien is alive, he is the true emperor, the true boss. Therefore, whenever a triad is established, they must pay him a visit!"

"Even the Jiying Alliance, which has been lying low in Hong Kong for years, dared not make any major moves, because they were wary of this man. However, Hung Chun-tien has always remained aloof from worldly affairs, and the Jiying Alliance has had no business conflicts with him, so things have remained peaceful. This time, the Jiying Alliance's cooperation with us was actually to test Hung Chun-tien's attitude. We thought he wouldn't care, but unexpectedly, he still came. Mr. Yagyu, I think we should leave now, or we might not be able to leave!"

"Is that so? I don't believe that a mere Hong Zhentian can really change the current situation. Mr. Inoshita, the outcome is not yet decided, so why are you already boosting the morale of others and diminishing your own? This is not like your style, Inoshita Takehiko!" "My style? It's a pity you haven't witnessed how terrifying this person is, otherwise, you wouldn't have said such things. When I came to China, my grandfather repeatedly warned me to be very careful of this person, Yueyue. You should know that this person was not just known as the invincible Yu in Hong Kong, but had the title of invincible throughout Asia. It's just that your Yagyu family has been living in seclusion and doesn't know about it!" However, Inoshita Takehiko did not actually say these words. Instead, he said to Yagyu Saburo, "Yagyu-kun, there's a saying in China: 'Everyone has their own ambitions.' Since our paths diverge, let's part ways here. But don't blame me for not warning you: better safe than sorry!" After saying this, Inoshita Takehiko ignored what Yagyu Saburo was saying, called to his men, and quietly withdrew from the battle circle.

"Coward! You've disgraced our samurai family! Hmph, what invincible Asian warrior? In my eyes, you're nothing but a dog! Today, I'll cripple you!" Ignoring Inoshita Takehiko, Yagyu Saburo turned his gaze to Hong Zhentian's location.

"Master Hong, what brings you here today?" The leader of the Jiying Alliance bowed to Hong Zhentian and asked in a low voice.

"Li Minghe, let's not beat around the bush. You don't know why I, Hong Zhentian, am here? I've heard someone's eyeing Hong Kong, trying to wipe out all the Hong Kong triads. As a member of Hong Kong, how can I, Hong Zhentian, stand idly by?" Hong Zhentian said.

"Oh, you're joking, Master Hong. With you here in Hong Kong, who would dare cause trouble? We're just dealing with some minor issues today, we wouldn't dare trouble you, Master Hong. We didn't expect to bother you. Once this is over, Minghe will definitely come to apologize to you!" "Oh? Minor issues? Since it's minor, I don't think there's any need to continue fighting. I heard from my men that those Japanese pirates are preparing to kill the Hong Kong gangs, so I brought my brothers here to see. Since it's a small matter, I don't think my brothers are needed!"

As he spoke, Hong Zhentian pointed to his men.

Li Minghe, as the head of the Independence Alliance in Hong Kong, was certainly capable. He knew what the other party's intentions were. He knew that although Hong Zhentian wasn't afraid of him, he still had some reservations about the Independence Alliance. Therefore, he didn't want to escalate the situation and wanted him to stop there, which was why he deliberately didn't ask what had happened. Otherwise, with Hong Zhentian's abilities, wouldn't he know what exactly happened here? However, despite his concerns, Hong Zhentian wouldn't stand idly by and watch the major Hong Kong triads be wiped out. By pointing at his men, he was warning Li Minghe: if you don't heed my advice, then no one here will leave today. It's

unlikely that the Jiying Alliance would risk going against the entire Hongmen for the sake of a mere Li Minghe. You must understand, the Hongmen represents more than just a simple triad; behind it is the Green Gang, which is not much weaker than the Hongmen, and the incredibly mysterious White Lotus Sect.

These three forces combined are enough to make even the most powerful holy lands retreat. Of course, the Jiying Alliance wouldn't want to break ties with them! Thinking of this, Li Minghe naturally made up his mind.

"Master Hong is right. This is nothing, how could I trouble you? I'll take my men and leave right away!" "Hmm, go ahead. Come to my place for tea sometime. I recently made a bet with Old Xiao, and he lost a jar of fine Da Hong Pao tea to me. I'll bring it over for you to try!" "Thank you, Master Hong. The Chief Enforcer's Da Hong Pao is his treasured collection. I'm so lucky to have a taste, all thanks to you!" "Alright, alright, I know what you're thinking. If I run into Old Xiao again, I'll put in a good word for you!" Hong Zhentian knew that although Li Minghe had given up under pressure, he was definitely not satisfied and might even try something underhanded. Therefore, he had to give him some benefits.

This was also the way of managing people. The way of managing people lies in using both kindness and severity, not just suppression. At appropriate times, it's necessary to give the other party a little something sweet.

"Master Hong's great kindness is something Minghe will never forget. Minghe will take his leave now!" Sure enough, upon hearing Hong Zhentian's words, the resentment in Li Minghe's eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by intense joy. He knew that with Hong Zhentian's words, his promotion was not far off! Who was this Old Xiao whom Hong Zhentian had mentioned? Others might not know, but how could Li Minghe not know? He was the Grand Master of the Enforcement Hall of the Jiying Alliance. Apart from the elusive Alliance Leader and a few Vice Alliance Leaders, this Grand Master was an absolute authority, and even the Vice Alliance Leaders dared not offend him too much.

Regional leaders like Li Minghe, despite his outward success and status as a big shot in Hong Kong, were like a mudfish compared to a dragon compared to this Grand Master.

Now that Hong Zhentian had spoken on his behalf to the Grand Master, a simple word from him was enough for him to leap over the dragon gate. Compared to his limited territory in the Hong Kong underworld, his promotion was clearly far more important.

Seeing Li Minghe leave, Hong Zhentian turned his gaze to the leaders of various Hong Kong triads and said, "You can all go back now. That's the end of today's matter. I don't want you to make any further moves. Hong Kong has been peaceful for so many years, and I don't want anyone to disrupt that. As for your losses, I will have Li Minghe provide you with reasonable compensation!" "Yes, Master Hong!" The leaders of the various triads understood perfectly well. If it weren't for Hong Zhentian's appearance today, they might all have lost their lives. Now, not only were they spared, but they also received compensation, so naturally they wouldn't say anything more.

Not to mention that they had gained an advantage, even if they had suffered a loss, they wouldn't dare refuse Hong Zhentian's orders. Didn't they see how arrogant Li Minghe was in Hong Kong before? In front of Hong Zhentian, he was like a grandson. Not to mention them, he was protecting them; otherwise, he could wipe out their entire group with just ten sneezes! A battle that was originally a life-or-death struggle, related to the entire Hong Kong underworld landscape, actually vanished without a trace because of a few words from Hong Zhentian. Not to mention others, even Yang Fan was taken aback. Although he knew the Hongmen was powerful, he never expected this man's influence to be so immense. With just a few words, he had stopped the battle, which made him think even more highly of Hong Zhentian…

“Are you just going to leave like this?” However, just as the various Hong Kong triads were preparing to retreat, a very discordant voice suddenly rang out.

“Hmm?” Hearing this sudden voice, Hong Zhentian frowned slightly.

However, this slight frown caused everyone present to have a strange feeling—the entire sky suddenly darkened, and time itself seemed to freeze.

However, this only lasted for a very short moment, leading everyone to believe it was just an illusion. The only one who noticed the difference was Yang Fan; in that instant when the other man frowned, he clearly felt the spatial fluctuations.

It seemed that the entire sky distorted the moment the other frowned. How to describe it? It was as if the world itself was infected by Hong Zhentian's emotions and changed accordingly, as if it had acquired its own emotions.

Yes, it seemed to have its own emotions and thoughts. Because Hong Zhentian was unhappy, they became unhappy as well, becoming irritable, as if they wanted to vent their anger on his behalf.

In that instant, Yang Fan suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. No wonder he had been unable to comprehend the domain, unable to grasp its essence. The reason was that he had not understood the true meaning of the domain. In other words, although he possessed spatial power, he did not know how to use it. His previous mastery of spatial power was merely superficial; it could not be considered a true integration.

It was like a swordsman and his sword. A true swordsman is not necessarily someone with exceptional swordsmanship; that would only make one a novice. Only by truly understanding the essence of the sword and becoming one with it can one reach the highest realm of swordsmanship: man and sword as one, man is the sword, and the sword is man! Now, what Yang Fan needs to do is merge himself with the entire world and space, making the two no longer separate. Only in this way can he comprehend the Dao of the Domain.

However, this sounds simple, but truly achieving it is extremely difficult. Merging oneself with space, merging the substantial with the intangible—how absurd it sounds! But pursuing the Dao is inherently absurd in the eyes of ordinary people. Moreover, defying fate and going against the heavens is not an easy task. If it were that simple, wouldn't the world be filled with immortals and vagrants as numerous as dogs? "And who are you?" Hong Zhentian asked, shifting his gaze to Yagyu Saburo.

"The Yagyu family, Yagyu Saburo!" A chill ran through Yagyu Saburo as he was swept by the other's gaze. It was as if all his secrets and thoughts had been laid bare before him, as if he had no secrets at all. Forcibly suppressing his fear, he avoided the other's eyes and replied.

"The Yagyu Clan? Oh? So it's a fallen ninja clan from Japan. But little brat, even Yagyu Mumei wouldn't dare speak to me like that. With your mere early-stage Void Returning strength, how dare you speak to this old man like that? Are you a descendant of Yagyu Mumei?" "Yagyu Mumei is my grandfather. What? You know him?" Hearing the other's tone, Yagyu Saburo immediately lost his confidence. He knew his grandfather was a near-god-level ninja, one of the five known masters of Japan. But in this other's mouth, he was treated like some nobody? Before Yagyu Saburo could ponder further, Hong Zhentian continued: "Fine, for Yagyu Mumei's sake, I won't bother with a junior like you. However, I wonder how Yagyu Mumei taught his descendants. Today, I'll teach them for him!" With that, Hong Zhentian waved his hand sharply towards the spot where Yagyu Saburo stood.

As he waved his hand, the space where Yagyu Saburo was located suddenly collapsed, and an invisible black hole suddenly formed on the beach. The next moment, Yagyu Saburo was swallowed up…

“Go back and tell Yagyu Wuming that China is not a place he can lay his hands on. This time he met me, consider it my way of repaying a favor. If there is a next time, I will definitely kill him without mercy!” The appearance of the black hole lasted only a very short moment. The moment Yagyu Saburo’s figure disappeared, the black hole also disappeared. However, Hong Zhentian’s voice seemed to have been transmitted to another space along with the black hole, echoing endlessly in the sky for a long time…

At the same time, in a forest thousands of miles away, Yagyu Saburo’s figure suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by his terrified expression and Hong Zhentian’s thunderous voice…

05-03

Chapter 588 [Spatial Transfer]

“Spatial Transfer!”

Seeing Hong Zhentian move Yagyu Saburo to an unknown place with a wave of his hand, Yang Fan couldn’t help but exclaim. This kind of move was already infinitely close to that of a Hunyuan expert!

On the other side, Huo Luan saw that the situation was not right and took advantage of Yang Fan’s momentary distraction to turn around and try to escape.

"Are you just going to leave like this?" Even if Yang Fan had no intention of letting Huo Luan go, he had just gained a new understanding of his domain and needed an opponent to test it out. How could he let her leave so easily? "Is that so? Then I'll kill you first and then leave!" Almost simultaneously with Yang Fan's words, Huo Luan actually advanced instead of retreating, launching an attack on him.

Having witnessed Huo Luan's Hellfire Crimson Lotus, Yang Fan had a new understanding of the members of the Heroes Alliance. Naturally, he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could easily defeat Huo Luan. Therefore, his strategy was to force his opponent to use all his trump cards and then bring about his own destruction! Facing Yang Fan's proactive defense, the light in Huo Luan's eyes flickered repeatedly. But in the end, he resisted the urge to use his ultimate move, letting his opponent block his fists.

Blocking Huo Luan's descending fists, Yang Fan felt no joy. He sensed the slight movement of his opponent's fists—a sign of a change in attack.

Almost simultaneously with Huo Luan's surprise attack... Yang Fan deftly caught the two orbs of dark blue fire that suddenly appeared on his chest with a swift, clean motion. With a flick of his wrist, he returned them intact! The Fire Phoenix had been patiently waiting for this opportunity to strike Yang Fan's vitals. Unexpectedly, he had seen through the ruse and returned the orbs to their original location.

"Hmph! Thanks!" The blue fire, like the red lotus, originated from the Fire Phoenix itself, so it wasn't afraid of them. Not only was it unafraid, it openly reached out and, like putting on gloves, put the two orbs of blue fire back on its hands.

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, but a faint smile appeared on his lips. Although he hadn't completely achieved his goal, it wasn't a wasted effort. At least… he knew that if these blue fires weren't extinguished, they wouldn't harm the Fire Phoenix in the slightest.

"I don't believe you can produce blue fire indefinitely!" Yang Fan pressed forward again, parrying the Fire Phoenix's fist. However, this time he was much more cautious.

The two characteristics of the Bright Fire Fist were extremely troublesome, forcing him to be extra cautious. The fists moved like hooks, the Fire Phoenix's attacks never missing Yang Fan's chin, as if it had seen through his intentions and was deliberately giving him opportunities.

Was this a trap? Heh, I'm not afraid of you coming, I'm afraid you won't come! Yang Fan didn't dwell on the Fire Phoenix's thoughts, directly blocking his wrists, rendering his fists useless.

The Fire Phoenix's eyes flashed, and with a chuckle, the blue flames on its hands suddenly disappeared again, reappearing behind Yang Fan! Almost in the instant danger approached, Yang Fan flashed out again, changing from attacking with his back to the blue flames to standing to the side of the blue flames' trajectory… to the Fire Phoenix's oblique side.

Almost simultaneously, a faint golden light tinged Yang Fan's eyes as he analyzed the composition of the blue flames at top speed to find a countermeasure.

"Found it, this is it! Huh? It's actually…"

In the center of the two balls of blue flame, there were two faintly visible light yellow particles. Yang Fan was very familiar with the fluctuations of these two small things. That was clearly the same thing he'd taken from the Purple Flood Dragon! "Could we extract it from inside?" Although he hadn't had a chance to analyze the composition of what he'd taken from the Purple Flood Dragon in detail, it was undeniably a valuable item. Now that he had the chance to get two more from the Fire Phoenix, Yang Fan naturally didn't want to let such a good opportunity slip by.

Having experienced fighting the Purple Flood Dragon, Yang Fan knew that this thing could explode. Since it was going to explode, and he needed to control the explosion, he naturally needed something to control it. What could he use to control it? Naturally, mental power! Yang Fan was almost certain that the two things resembling Ascending Dragon True Cores in the center of the Blue Flame were connected to the Fire Phoenix by mental power. Once he severed this connection, then…

In terms of mental power, Yang Fan, who cultivated the Nine True Words, naturally had the capital to be proud. So, without considering the consequences too much, he directly separated two balls of mental power and enveloped the Blue Flame.

As soon as the Blue Flame was enveloped by Yang Fan's mental power, the Fire Phoenix immediately sensed it.

"Damn it! What are you doing?" Huo Luan was both shocked and frightened. His level was similar to Zi Jiao's, and he had only refined four of these things. If he lost two of them, it would be more painful than death.

For a moment, Huo Luan even regretted it. He should have chosen to avoid the battle instead of going to meet it head-on! His original intention was to advance as a retreat, making Yang Fan mistakenly believe that he was going to fight to the death, and thus find an opportunity to escape. But now, not only could he not escape, but he was also dragged into the battle and could not retreat.

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now. The most important thing was to quickly snatch the things back!

"Let go now, or I'll kill you!" Huo Luan threatened Yang Fan with words, trying to harass him and make him give up control of the two balls of blue flame.

Without the blue flame, Yang Fan didn't even look at Huo Luan's ordinary attacks. Even if those punches and kicks were aimed at his vital points, with his current ability to withstand blows, he could completely withstand such a level. Moreover, in the process, he could also continuously try to merge himself with the space.

Huo Luan was frantic for a moment, then a sudden flash of inspiration struck him. He gritted his teeth and decided to risk everything. He knew he was taking a huge risk. If he succeeded, he could not only keep the item but also take Yang Fan's life. But if he failed…

“I will not fail! By the Emperor above, he will surely protect me!” Huo Luan gritted his teeth, refusing to think about the consequences of failure, and continued to attack Yang Fan. However, he couldn't muster any more strength; instead, he grew weaker

and weaker. Until… Huo Luan thought Yang Fan had completely relaxed his guard. Suddenly, two balls of blue fire appeared in his hands, striking Yang Fan's heart with the force of a thunderbolt.

“Yang Fan, you're dead!” A sinister smile flashed across Huo Luan's lips, clearly conveyed to Yang Fan even though his face was covered by a mask.

“Is that so?” Yang Fan smiled as well, but his smile had a hint of…

A mocking tone! Just as Huo Luan unleashed two more balls of blue flame, he was still wondering, "What's that kid laughing about?" "Oh no!" By the time Huo Luan realized something was wrong, it was too late.

For someone as powerful as Yang Fan, splitting his spiritual energy was as natural as eating and drinking; he gave Huo Luan no time to react, directly enveloping the two balls of blue flame.

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!" With his only four energy cores taken, even if he escaped with his life, all of Huo Luan's skills would vanish within a week.

Others might not know what those cores were, but Huo Luan knew their value better than anyone. These four cores were formed from all the spatial power within his body. If he lost them, his spatial power would disappear without a trace.

Losing spatial power was equivalent to losing all his internal energy. The immense gap between being a superhuman and an ordinary person is unbearable even for the most mentally strong, let alone the consequences of losing one's power... It's not just a simple psychological shock! Huo Luan was utterly despondent, with only one thought remaining: mutual destruction! In a flash, Huo Luan desperately concentrated his mental energy, squeezing out the last drop like toothpaste, attempting to detonate his true core through mental resonance... even just one...

However, while the idea was good, reality was cruel. Huo Luan tried everything, but couldn't elicit even the slightest reaction from his true core. He could only watch helplessly as four blue flames floated silently in the air, like Yang Fan's guards, hovering on either side of him.

Seeing this scene, Huo Luan was almost spitting blood with rage. Is this how it is? Is this how it is? Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, isn't this bullying? Huo Luan's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety, but he had already exhausted all his last means, what else could he do? "Fine... fine..."

Pain, remorse, regret, layer upon layer of negative emotions pressed in like raindrops, making it hard for Huo Luan to breathe.

Huan Huan drew his katana from behind, and Huo Luan stroked the blade back and forth. After a long while, he finally put the sword down... but as he put it down, the blade was pointed at himself.

"What? Oh my... wooden chair!" Just now, Inoshita Takehiko left, and Yagyu Saburo was moved away by Hong Zhentian, but the ninjas did not leave. Seeing that Huo Luan was about to commit suicide to atone for his sins, the ninjas were immediately anxious, and regardless of Yang Fan's strength, they rushed forward to try to stop him.

Yang Fan silently watched all of this. He did not stop Huo Luan's suicide, nor did he stop the ninjas from approaching. Because… this was exactly the result he needed! He had underestimated the ninja army's strength, allowing Inoue Takehiko and the others to easily escape the battlefield, while Yang Fan had to confront Huo Luan head-on to stop his further actions.

Fortunately, Huo Luan's strength was only comparable to Zi Jiao's, but even so, it almost completely destroyed the entire Ning Guardian Dragon team… If it weren't for a twist of fate, the Guardian Dragon's deployment wouldn't have been a little late…

So many unexpected events forced Yang Fan to correct the situation and steer the whole affair onto the right track… onto the path he had laid out beforehand.

Fortunately, everyone cooperated, not taking the opportunity to escape by boat, but returning to the beach, back to his side, making the next task… much easier! "Brother Ning, I'll deal with the remaining two red-clad ninjas, you hold them off!" Yang Fan waved his hands, plucked the true core from the blue flame, quickly put it in his pocket, and then shot out, his target the two ninjas.

Almost simultaneously, Yang Fan had already approached the two red-clad ninjas. Seeing Yang Fan's actions, the men beside the two ninjas drew their katana and attacked him, trying to hold him back with sheer numbers.

From the moment he appeared until he engaged in battle, Yang Fan maintained full focus; he had no energy to spare for such insignificant flies. The task of swatting the flies naturally fell to Ning Tianya. After Yang Fan gave the order, Ning Tianya immediately led his men out. The current outcome was almost the best result for him.

The Hong Kong underworld and the ninja legions of the two major Japanese families had almost fought to a draw, and he had also seized the opportunity to wipe out some remnants of the Hong Kong underworld, while Yang Fan had crippled one of their most threatening ninjas.

Even more advantageous was that Yang Fan now had his sights set on one of the remaining two red-clad ninjas and was maintaining immense pressure on the other, forcing him to remain vigilant.

All Ning Tianya needed to do was sweep away the remaining flies like autumn leaves in the wind. If it were that simple, and he still couldn't do it well, he might as well go back and buy some noodles

and hang himself. Unlike Huo Luan, the remaining two ninjas were pure ninjas. They didn't possess Huo Luan's special abilities that were incomprehensible to ordinary people. Therefore, from the very beginning, they adopted a proper attitude, immediately drawing their katana to counter Yang Fan as soon as they engaged in battle.

The three main abilities of a ninja: in a direct confrontation, they can only rely on their swordsmanship. Although the ninja was quite confident in his swordsmanship, he still found it very difficult against Yang Fan, who was unarmed. It was as if... it wasn't Yang Fan who was unarmed, but him! For Yang Fan, killing the ninja was only a matter of time. The only worry was that he couldn't guarantee that while he was fully focused on dealing with one of the Heavenly Ninjas, the other wouldn't suddenly disappear using his disguise ability and run off to deal with Ning Tianya and the others.

Therefore, while dealing with this Heavenly Ninja, Yang Fan had to maintain pressure on the other Heavenly Ninja, which meant he couldn't end the battle quickly.

Perhaps influenced by Yang Fan's pressure, the last ninja couldn't help but roar and leap into the fray.

Yang Fan remained completely calm; this was exactly the situation he needed. Attacking one or two was the same; as long as his abilities allowed, it didn't matter how he acted. Yang Fan moved seamlessly between the two ninjas, using his superior agility to test their limits.

However, the two ninjas coordinated extremely well, leaving Yang Fan few opportunities. Of course, if he could withstand a mutually destructive fight, he could kill one of them quickly, but unfortunately… he couldn't do that.

One of the ninjas, unwilling to be led by the nose by Yang Fan, gave the other a wink, then threw a flashbang and suddenly disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan had anticipated this move. His mental vision had been constantly activated, and as the ninja disappeared, Yang Fan naturally locked onto his whereabouts. The moment the ninja suddenly reappeared, Yang Fan struck first…

Chapter 589 [Revolutionary Army Treats Prisoners Well]

“Besides this, do you have any other tricks?”

Yang Fan smiled slightly, his fingers forming a blade, positioned horizontally in the air.

Almost simultaneously, a fiery red figure crashed head-on into Yang Fan’s palm. Moreover… he used his own vulnerable throat to carry out the impact.

To achieve the goal of a surprise attack, the ninja’s speed had almost reached its limit, but he never expected that doing so would not only be futile but would also harm himself.

“Thump!” The ninja could only watch helplessly as he collided with Yang Fan’s hand blade positioned horizontally in the air, unable to turn his body in time.

The time left for him was far too short, far too short, so short that when he heard the silent impact, his mind was still a complete blank.

“How is this possible?” The ninja’s astonishment couldn’t even be expressed in words. His throat had already been shattered beyond repair by the immense impact. No matter what he said, it could only turn into a hoarse and unpleasant "gurgle...gurgle...gurgle..."

sound.

Streams of blood gushed from the ninja's shattered throat like free tap water, soaking his clothes and adding a touch of tragic pathos to the already vibrant red. The next moment, the ninja's consciousness faded, his body swayed a few times, and then collapsed limply to the ground.

Fear, like an endless sea, instantly engulfed the last remaining ninja the moment the first fell. Loyalty, honor, courage—all the beliefs he held dear crumbled within him with the death of that ninja.

Never before had the fear of death been so intense, as if death itself stood before him…no! It was practically standing right in front of him! If he were to twitch a finger…the last ninja felt as if the sky had fallen; if he died, everything would lose its meaning.

Thus, under the threat of death and the fear of Yang Fan, the last remaining ninja performed an act that astonished everyone.

"I surrender! The Revolutionary Army treats prisoners well!" For a moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the Tianren who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head, shouting that he wanted to surrender. They were all speechless.

"Damn, why do I feel like I've gone back to sixty or seventy years ago? Is this a script?" Even someone as tough as Hong Zhentian couldn't help but swear when faced with this Tianren's sudden rebellion.

"Surrender?" After analyzing and confirming the other party's sincerity through his mental power, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle helplessly. He turned to Ning Tianya and said, "Since he's so sincere, we naturally can't refuse!" Ning Tianya glanced back at the green-clad ninja throwing his weapons around, then looked back at the red-clad ninja, nodding repeatedly, "That's right! That's right! In my opinion, this ninja's level isn't low! With such great sincerity, of course we can't refuse. Haha, this is exactly what I like to do. Although we're not the Revolutionary Army now, we're still descendants of the Revolutionary Army, aren't we? Don't worry, we'll treat the prisoners well!" Ning Tianya had been directing his team's attack while keeping an eye on Yang Fan's progress. Hearing this, he simply handed over the cleanup work to his deputy and trotted over.

The cleanup work was relatively easy; Yang Fan had blocked the Heavenly Ninja who was most likely to pose a threat to the Guardian Dragon. The remaining high-ranking ninjas were only mid-level Earth Ninjas, and the Guardian Dragons wouldn't hold back against them.

The two remaining Heavenly Ninjas couldn't withstand the ninjas' expectations; one died and the other surrendered. Their last hope of victory was extinguished, and the blow to the ninjas was immense.

Ninjas aren't samurai; they lack the so-called Bushido spirit. Except for a few who put up a stubborn resistance, they all followed the example of that Heavenly Ninja, immediately crouching down and surrendering when faced with the Guardian Dragons' attack. "Not just high-ranking, but our highest-ranking ninjas, besides the legendary God Ninjas and Tengu Ninjas!" With this matter settled, Yang Fan saw no need to stay any longer. The remaining issues were for the Guardian Dragons to worry about; he didn't need to concern himself with them. Let Ning Tianya handle those matters; after all, that's his job…

"Young friend, would you do me the honor of having a cup of tea with this old man?" Just as Yang Fan was about to turn and leave, a loud voice suddenly reached his ears.

Yang Fan turned around and saw Hong Zhentian smiling at him. He instinctively looked around to make sure no one else was there, then quickly clasped his hands and said, "Since Senior has given the order, how could this humble one dare disobey?" Facing such a unfathomable expert, possibly a half-step Primordial Chaos Realm expert, Yang Fan, despite his arrogance, dared not be disrespectful. The spatial manipulation technique Hong Zhentian had previously displayed could only be achieved by mastering space to its fullest extent. This technique was already incredibly close to that of a Primordial Chaos Realm expert, and no matter how powerful Yang Fan was, he was currently far inferior.

He had thought that with his current strength, he was virtually unmatched among the Void Returning Realm cultivators. But who would have thought that first, the Blood Lotus Ancestor shattered this notion, and then the appearance of Liu Sheng Sanlang and others made him understand the existence of domains. He realized that a martial artist who hadn't comprehended a domain couldn't be considered a true Void Returning Realm expert. Now, the unfathomable Hong Zhentian had made him deeply aware of the power of the Void Returning Realm.

"It seems the path of martial arts is endless, there is no such thing as invincibility, and no end. Truly, the Way of Heaven is boundless!" Unconsciously, Yang Fan's mindset changed once again.

Previously, his mindset was one of invincibility, of being the only hero under heaven. In the short term, this kind of thinking is undoubtedly a good thing for martial arts, as it can infinitely inspire one's courage and establish an invincible belief. However, it is not good to have this kind of thinking for a long time.

Because over time, the belief in invincibility will be replaced by arrogance and self-righteousness. In that case, complacency and a mindset of being content with the status quo will make one stagnant and severely affect one's pursuit of martial arts. It may even prevent one from ever reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.

Fortunately, Yang Fan adjusted in time, quickly recognizing and correcting his shortcomings. Otherwise, he would have strayed from the true path and stopped at the pinnacle of martial arts! Outside Hong Kong, an inconspicuous little hill was covered with half-meter-high thorns. At the foot of the hill, a clear stream meandered around the mountain, irrigating this barren land. Halfway up the hill stood an unremarkable thatched hut, from which wisps of smoke rose. Combined with the slanting rays of the setting sun, the whole scene resembled a remote and isolated wilderness! At this moment, in the living room of the thatched hut, sat an old man and a young man, none other than Yang Fan and Hong Zhentian, who had fought a great battle on the Hong Kong beach! In front of Hong Zhentian were tea sets, and on the tea tray were four exquisite porcelain cups arranged in a straight line without any gaps.

Picking up the freshly boiled water, he poured it into the cups one by one from right to left, not filling them completely, only about two-thirds full in each. After doing this, he began adding the tea leaves. He used a spoon to carefully scoop out tea leaves from the tray, then gently tossed them into the teapot, filling it precisely to the brim. He stopped when the bottom of the pot was just full of tea leaves.

Inserting the tea strainer, he began brewing the tea. The moment the freshly boiled steam entered the teapot, a delicate aroma of tea wafted out, filling the living room with its fragrant scent.

After a short while, allowing the tea leaves to steep, Hong Zhentian began rinsing the surface of the teapot with boiling water. From this brief exchange alone, it was clear that Hong Zhentian was a true connoisseur of tea! Yang Fan, who had been observing Hong Zhentian brewing tea, stared blankly at this renowned underworld tycoon. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he simply couldn't believe that the head of the Hongmen, a Hong Kong underworld giant, a half-step Hunyuan level expert, would live in such a place, and meet him in such a manner! In his mind, a gangster like Hong Zhentian must live in an indescribably luxurious villa, surrounded by several alluring beauties and a large swarm of black-clad bodyguards… Such a display seemed fitting for his status as a gangster boss.

At the very least, he should live in an old-fashioned courtyard house, furnished with expensive sandalwood furniture, surrounded by maids in cheongsams, and with butlers in long robes standing behind him… Such a display befitting the Hongmen leader.

However, neither of the two scenarios Yang Fan had envisioned materialized; instead, he was presented with the appearance of a rustic farmer… This left Yang Fan both puzzled and enlightened. For a master like Hong Zhentian, worldly etiquette and temptations held no allure whatsoever. What they pursued was the ethereal Dao of Heaven and the supreme martial arts, not such worldly pleasures.

Hong Zhentian, seemingly oblivious to Yang Fan's surprise, poured the freshly brewed tea evenly into four teacups, saying, "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Young friend Yang, besides this tea, I have nothing else to offer you, so I'll just use this cup of tea to entertain you. Please don't be so formal!" "Senior is too kind, how could I dare!" Yang Fan truly meant it. Just look at how overjoyed Li Minghe was when he heard Hong Zhentian wanted to drink tea with him, even disregarding the losses of the Jiying Alliance. That shows the prestige of drinking tea with Hong Zhentian! Not to mention anything else, just in Hong Kong alone, countless people would go bankrupt just for a cup of tea, and even then, they might not get the chance! Tea ceremony, in a sense, is an art, and Yang Fan's master was a devoted enthusiast of it. Therefore, under his influence, Yang Fan also had a certain understanding of tea ceremony. Witnessing Hong Zhentian's demonstration of tea brewing, Yang Fan had to admit that Hong Zhentian possessed a remarkably high level of mastery in the art of tea. Every movement was imbued with method and contained profound philosophical principles. His actions were incredibly fluid, without the slightest hesitation, as if he weren't simply brewing tea, but rather demonstrating a profound philosophy! "Senior, I deeply admire your mastery of the art of tea!" Yang Fan approached Hong Zhentian, cupped his hands in a standard ancient bow, and then slowly spoke.

Although Yang Fan was usually kind and approachable, he harbored a deep-seated arrogance that gave him an air of supreme authority when facing anyone. He even dared to challenge powerful holy lands without the slightest reverence. But Hong Zhentian, aside from anything else, his unique understanding of the art of tea alone was enough to impress Yang Fan.

Seeing Yang Fan perform such a grand gesture, Hong Zhentian also stood up, straightened his clothes, and similarly clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, saying, "Young friend Yang, you flatter me. In that case, why not have a cup first?" As he spoke, he gestured for Yang Fan to taste the tea.

Yang Fan didn't stand on ceremony and walked directly to the four teacups arranged in a row.

These four small cups shouldn't be underestimated; in the art of tea, they hold significant meaning. The rightmost cup is called the aroma-smelling cup, and moving to the left, the leftmost cup is called the tasting cup. Both brewing and tasting tea have very specific rules.

Yang Fan first lifted the rightmost cup, the aroma-smelling cup, gently rubbing it between his hands while inhaling its aroma, but he didn't drink any tea. After smelling it for a long time, he finally spoke: "Like orchids and osmanthus, with a fragrant aroma, excellent tea!" He then gently put down the aroma-smelling cup and picked up the tasting cup. This time, however, he didn't just hold it to his nose to inhale; instead, he drank directly from the cup. After finishing one cup, Yang Fan put down the cup, closed his eyes slightly, and savored the taste of the tea.

"The aroma is captivating, elegant yet with a touch of domineering, bold and unrestrained, smooth yet exuding a powerful spirit. It glides down the throat and into the heart—excellent tea! Excellent tea!" With that, Yang Fan raised the remaining two cups and drank them both in one gulp! Hearing this, a glint of light appeared in Hong Zhentian's previously cloudy eyes, and his brows revealed the excitement of finally finding a kindred spirit.

Those who don't appreciate tea ceremony will never understand its true essence; to put it bluntly, it's like casting pearls before swine. Of course, upon hearing Yang Fan's words, Hong Zhentian raised his hand and said with a look of mutual appreciation, "Young brother, please sit down!" Only after Yang Fan sat down again did Hong Zhentian smile and nod. "From your few words, young man, I know you share the same passion. I have few hobbies in my life, but I have a deep affection for the art of tea. It's just that too many young people these days prefer coffee and soft drinks. Apart from some older people, very few have such profound knowledge of the art of tea as you, young man. It's truly rare."

Chapter 590 [The Secret of the Domain]

With a slight smile, Yang Fan showed no pride at the praise, remaining humble as he replied, "How dare I? My master also has a deep passion for the art of tea. I have lived with him for many years, and through his influence, I have only glimpsed a little. The art of tea, like martial arts, is vast and profound. Even a lifetime is not enough to fully grasp its essence. How could I dare to claim to be a tea connoisseur in front of a senior like you?"

"Oh, I didn't expect my master to be a tea lover. That makes us kindred spirits. May I ask your name someday?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Hong Zhentian immediately became interested.

Noticing Hong Zhentian's delight, Yang Fan said, "My master is just a hermit from the mountains, accustomed to a life of leisure. As for your name, I'm sure you wouldn't have heard of it. However, your mastery of tea ceremony is truly astonishing. If there's an opportunity, I'll definitely have my master pay you a visit."

"Hehe, that's true. Young brother, you're so young yet possess such mastery. I suppose my master is also a recluse. I've been too kind!"

Hong Zhentian laughed heartily, realizing that Yang Fan was intentionally avoiding the question, but at his age, he naturally didn't care at all.

“I see you’ve already touched the edge of the domain, young brother, but you haven’t quite grasped the essence. Today, I’ll take the liberty of explaining it to you, how about it?” Hearing this, Yang Fan was startled. The other party had made it so clear; if he still didn’t understand, he’d be truly foolish. Clearly

, Hong Zhentian was going to guide him. With his cultivation level, even a few words from him would be enough to benefit him for a lifetime. How could Yang Fan refuse such an opportunity? He stood up again, bowed deeply to the other party, and slowly said, “Senior, your great kindness is unforgettable!” “Young brother, you flatter me. With your intelligence, comprehending the domain is only a matter of time. Today, I say I’ll guide you, but in fact, I’m taking advantage of you. In a way, it’s my intention to establish this karmic connection; perhaps I’ll need your help in the future!” Yang Fan took Hong Zhentian’s words as mere politeness and humility, and didn’t take them to heart at all. In his view, with Hong Zhentian's current cultivation level, crushing him would be as easy as crushing an ant. He never believed in cause and effect. Anyway, he remembered this favor.

"Domain, what is a domain? It's like territory, an area within a country's sovereign jurisdiction. The country possesses absolute sovereignty, sacred and inviolable. In other words, a martial artist's domain refers to the area under their own ideological control, possessing absolute control. It refers to a space completely under their control, artificially created, giving the creator a significant advantage in battle." The moment Yang

Fan's thoughts shifted, the other party had already begun.

"Actually, the realm is quite simple, but it's often overemphasized by martial artists. The major realms of martial arts are: Fetal Breathing, Qi Movement, Spirit Refining, Returning to Emptiness, and Primordial Chaos. Fetal Breathing refers to breathing through the abdomen instead of the nose and mouth, greatly reducing the body's energy consumption. Qi Movement involves drawing upon the spiritual energy of the world and continuously tempering the physical body, expelling impurities to strengthen the body.

Spirit Refining, after the physical body reaches a certain level of strength, uses special methods to enhance the primordial spirit and mental power, thereby broadening horizons and strengthening consciousness.

These three realms can be considered foundation-building processes, constantly strengthening the physical body and spirit—a process of accumulation. The Returning to Emptiness realm, however, represents a huge transformation, a crucial turning point in the martial arts path.

Returning to Emptiness refers to..." Their primordial spirit is entrusted to the void, thus imprinting their life mark upon it. In the darkness, they seize a sliver of heavenly secrets, thereby defying fate! It can be said that the Realm of Returning to the Void is the beginning of fighting against destiny, and the true starting point of cultivation. Because those who reach the Realm of Returning to the Void not only experience a tremendous increase in strength, but also enjoy a longer lifespan. All of this is because they have seized a sliver of heavenly secrets, stealing a sliver of the truth of destiny.

Moreover, those in the Realm of Returning to the Void possess some superpowers in the eyes of ordinary people, most notably the ability to manipulate spatial power.

However, this is only the beginning, merely the starting point. In the orthodox classification of martial arts, this type of person cannot be considered a true Realm of Returning to the Void powerhouse. Although they have stolen a sliver of heavenly secrets, thus altering their fate, what they have gained is only superficial; they have not truly obtained the heavenly secrets.

Ultimately, they can only control a trace of spatial power and cannot change anything. Only by truly mastering a space can one be considered to have truly stolen the secrets of heaven! Mastering a space is the concept of a domain. Within a domain, you are the master of the world; you can make someone live or die at will. Even the other person's thoughts will be under your control.

Of course, an initial domain cannot achieve this; at most, it can only control the other person's body, slowing their movements. However, as a martial artist, you should know the consequences of being slowed in a life-or-death battle. This is why a Void Returning Realm expert who has mastered a domain is far stronger than one who has not; even a hundred experts are no match for them.

However, as cultivation deepens and understanding of the domain's power increases, the domain's power will also grow stronger. In addition, the strength of a domain is also related to the martial artist's own accumulated experience. For example, the more spatial power a martial artist masters before comprehending a domain, the stronger the domain they comprehend will be. Other factors include cultivation techniques and the martial artist's inherent attributes.

As you know, all things in the universe are divided according to Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. The human body is the same; everyone's attributes are different. Some belong to metal, some to wood, and some to water, fire, or earth.

There are also exceptions, belonging to two attributes simultaneously. Such individuals are either martial arts failures or martial arts geniuses. All these have their predetermined fates.

Besides these, there are also lightning bodies, wind bodies, ice bodies, and even the legendary Yin-Yang bodies. However, only pure Yin and pure Yang bodies are favored by heaven. Those with unbalanced Yin-Yang constitutions, such as the Nine Yin Meridians, Nine Yang Meridians, or Six Yin and Six Yang, rarely survive past twenty and could be considered abandoned children of heaven.

The most crucial aspect of a domain is related to the martial artist's own constitution. A domain comprehended through the metal element is called a metal domain, while one comprehended through the fire element is called a fire domain. Their power varies depending on the element; some excel in offense, some in defense, some in support, and some are neutral.

As for the domains of pure yang and pure yin bodies, they are known in the martial arts world as absolute domains. These are among the most powerful domains besides the legendary ones. The legendary domains are called divine domains; since they are called divine domains, it means they don't exist in this world, so let's not discuss them! Domains are the signature killing moves of Void Returning Realm experts. When a domain becomes powerful enough, it can even alter the laws of space, distort spacetime, and even change the world. Going a step further, it can become a separate space, coexisting with the vast world, eternally indestructible. It can even give rise to life. However, this already touches upon the secrets of the Primordial Chaos Realm, which even I cannot fully explain, because I myself have not reached that stage, have not entered the Primordial Chaos Realm, and have no idea what kind of wondrous realm it truly is! At this point, even Hong Zhentian revealed a longing expression. Clearly, his desire for the Primordial Chaos Realm had reached an extraordinary level. Otherwise, with his composure, he would never have shown such an expression.

Concealing the longing in his eyes, he continued: "However, it is said that not all domains of experts at the Primordial Chaos Realm can generate life, nor are they all immortal. Even if an expert at the Primordial Chaos Realm perishes, their domain cannot exist for long, at most a few thousand years.

Even so, it is enough to benefit future generations. Cultivating within the domain of an expert at the Primordial Chaos Realm can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Not only is the spiritual energy within the domain far richer than outside, but it also retains their own insights into the domain, its laws, and so on. It is even said that if one cultivates within it, there are virtually no obstacles; below the Primordial Chaos Realm, the path is smooth, and as long as one accumulates enough, one can cultivate all the way to the half-step Primordial Chaos Realm! However, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Because the path is too smooth, these experts who cultivate to the half-step Primordial Chaos Realm within their domains find it far more difficult than ordinary people to comprehend the true mysteries of the Primordial Chaos Realm, and even their strength..." They are also weaker than those who cultivate to the half-step Void Return realm outside. As for the reason, I'm sure you understand without me explaining. How can a flower in a greenhouse be as resilient as a blade of grass that has fought its way up through wind and rain? This is precisely the real reason why so many martial artists below the Hunyuan realm emerge in the various holy lands, yet true Hunyuan realm experts are so rare. Unfortunately, very few people understand this principle. Perhaps even if they did, they couldn't help but choose such a training environment in pursuit of power and comfort…

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but glance at Hong Zhentian. He knew that the other party was very likely a half-step Hunyuan realm expert. Sure enough, he saw a hint of disdain in the other's eyes. Needless to say, he was one of the few remaining individuals who had painstakingly cultivated to the half-step Hunyuan realm—a supreme expert! "Actually, the Hunyuan realm is not the end for martial artists. Legend has it that there are other realms above the Hunyuan realm." Unfortunately, throughout history, only two people have ever reached that realm: the legendary founder of Buddhism, Shakyamuni, and the peerless genius Demon Emperor

, the master of the Demon Emperor Palace hundreds of years ago. "However, it seems there's a curse in the dark, or perhaps the will of Heaven is against it; both Shakyamuni and the Demon Emperor met tragic ends. Consider Shakyamuni: his ten disciples were all powerful figures at the Primordial Chaos Realm, and he himself created the supreme divine art of the Nine Syllable Mantra. Yet, he couldn't even preserve his lineage, leaving only the Western Zen Sect barely clinging to life." As for the Eastern Chan Sect, it's probably long extinct! And then there's the Demon Emperor. Back then, with the Demon Emperor's decree, all the holy lands bowed their heads. Now, because of the Demon Emperor's disappearance, he's forced to retreat into seclusion, suffering oppression from the holy lands. Alas, even those who were once peerless geniuses, in the end, aren't they just like this? So many martial artists in this world relentlessly pursue the highest realm of martial arts. But how many of them truly know what they are pursuing? A lifetime of uncertainty, and in the end, isn't it just a pile of yellow earth? Power, the Heavenly Dao, authority, wealth? How pathetic, how lamentable, how laughable, how hateful! Listening to Hong Zhentian's words, which seemed like a monologue, Yang Fan wisely chose silence. He wasn't Hong Zhentian, nor did he stand at the other's level; therefore, he couldn't truly understand the other's insights, much less these feelings. Moreover, even if he were to... Standing at the same level, yet due to differing life experiences, their views and perspectives wouldn't be entirely the same.

Therefore, he only listened to the other party's words as some martial arts secrets. They not only made him understand that the Way of Heaven is unpredictable and the path of martial arts is limitless, but also revealed many unknown things, such as the Demon Emperor and Shakyamuni. Although Hong Zhentian's explanation wasn't very clear, Yang Fan already knew some things, and connecting the two naturally led him to make many connections…

However, regardless, Hong Zhentian's words gave Yang Fan a comprehensive and concrete understanding of domains. Before this, his understanding of domains was entirely based on hearsay, completely vague and without a concrete concept. But now, after Hong Zhentian's explanation, although he didn't directly teach him how to cultivate domains, the help to Yang Fan was indescribable.

"By the way, I saw you collect the true core cultivated by that Japanese person. That true core is an inner core formed from all the spatial power within that martial artist's body. If you refine it, it will bring you immense benefits." "Don't underestimate that Japanese martial artist just because he's from the Jiying Alliance. Even the major holy lands wouldn't dare offend the Jiying Alliance easily. Their techniques are incredibly wondrous; you might even reap unexpected benefits after refining those true cores!" "Is that so?" Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but take out all the true cores he'd seized from Huo Luan and Zi Jiao. He hadn't expected them to have such a wonderful use. Also, even Hong Zhentian valued the Jiying Alliance so much; he wanted to see just how wondrous their techniques were.

Chapter 591 [Divine Retribution]

"Bang!"

A soft sound came from Yang Fan's hand. A true core in his hand shattered, and then a faint purple aura entered his body through his palm.

At the same time, within Yang Fan's dantian, a purple aura, like a rising purple cloud, burst forth from his meridians and instantly merged into the spatial power within his dantian.

Instantly, the already vast spatial power gained new energy, increasing in size, and the combination of the two spatial powers gave birth to entirely new spatial power…

"I didn't expect the Purple Dragon's true core to have such a use. No wonder they were able to cultivate true cores; so that's the reason. Since the Purple Dragon's true core is like this, then the Fire Phoenix's must be the same. After fusing with these true cores, the spatial power within my body should be saturated, right?"

Through his conversation with Hong Zhentian, Yang Fan learned that to comprehend a domain, besides various other factors, the most fundamental point is that the spatial power of one's physical body must permeate the dantian, reaching a saturated state, in order to further comprehend a domain. The reason he hadn't been able to comprehend it before, besides various other factors, was that his dantian wasn't full of spatial power. Ultimately

, this was because his dantian was much larger than that of ordinary martial artists. Otherwise, with the spatial power within him, it would be enough to fill the dantian of dozens of Void Returning Realm experts.

Having fused with one of the Purple Flood Dragon's true cores, Yang Fan's spatial power within his dantian actually increased by nearly one-tenth. While some of this was due to newly generated spatial power, ultimately it was due to the Purple Flood Dragon's own powerful cultivation. However, in the end, it was merely a stepping stone for Yang Fan!

Yang Fan possessed a total of eight true cores, four snatched from the Purple Flood Dragon and four from the Fire Phoenix. Furthermore, their cultivation levels were roughly equivalent. This meant that the spatial power contained in each of these eight true cores was almost identical.

Yang Fan believed that after refining these eight true cores, his spatial power would truly reach saturation. This further solidified his determination to refine the true cores…

"Bang! Bang! Bang…"

As time passed, the true cores in Yang Fan's hands exploded one after another, and the spatial power within his dantian increased, gradually filling the entire dantian.

Boom!

The moment the last true core was refined, Yang Fan's dantian suddenly exploded with a loud bang. No, it couldn't be called an explosion; it should be said that it suddenly expanded countless times. The dantian, which was originally inside his body, invisible, and could only be sensed by his consciousness, suddenly became real. At that moment, Yang Fan had a strange feeling, as if the dantian had burst out of his body, burst out of his body, and began to merge with the entire void...

"So this is how you merge with the void! No wonder I couldn't do it before; I was going in the wrong direction!"

Yang Fan didn't feel too surprised as his dantian burst out of his body. In fact, in that instant, his consciousness had entered a state of neither joy nor sorrow, as if his consciousness had merged with the entire world. This was a huge breakthrough of consciousness when comprehending a domain: the unity of heaven and man!

Man follows the earth, the earth follows heaven, heaven follows the Dao, and the Dao follows nature. Heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me. In that instant, Yang Fan had a feeling that he had transformed into mountain clouds and grasses, water clouds and fish scales, drought clouds and smoke, rain clouds and water ripples… He was omnipresent and omnipotent. He even had a feeling that even if his physical body were destroyed, he wouldn't truly die, but could be reborn again with the help of something else.

"Defying the heavens, fighting against fate, vying for heavenly secrets—so that's what it means!"

At this moment, Yang Fan understood everything without a teacher. Many things he hadn't understood when Hong Zhentian explained them to him before were now clear.

No wonder Hong Zhentian said that without truly entering that realm, one couldn't truly understand its mysteries, even if someone else explained it to you. The Primordial Chaos Realm was like this, and so was the Domain. Without comprehending this level, it was impossible to fully understand, even if Hong Zhentian himself explained it to Yang Fan!

As he entered the state of oneness with heaven and man, Yang Fan's spiritual imprint was also imprinted on the void. Yang Fan could clearly sense a shadow of himself in the vast, boundless void. Though he couldn't touch or see it, he could clearly feel its presence.

Moreover, in that instant, both his divine sense and his five senses underwent a dramatic transformation. The day was still the same day, the place was still the same place, but what he saw, heard, and felt was completely different from before.

Now, he could even "hear" the breath of a blade of grass, see the strange sensation of a speck of dust falling to the ground, sense the emotional changes in animals, their joys and sorrows…

It was a very wondrous, yet indescribable, feeling. Yang Fan had a feeling that within a hundred miles of him, he was the absolute master. With a mere thought, he could control the flight of a small bird, change the direction of a plant's growth, and even shift the heavens and earth!

Yang Fan noticed a strange phenomenon: while he could sense the changes in a speck of dust within a hundred miles, he couldn't sense Hong Zhentian's presence, even though he was right in front of him. It was as if Hong Zhentian and Yang Fan lived in completely different spaces and times. Hong Zhentian was sitting right in front of him, yet he couldn't sense him at all. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't detect his presence.

"It seems my domain is still too weak, the gap between us is too great!"

Yang Fan knew this was because his domain had just formed, while Hong Zhentian's domain had already glimpsed a trace of the world's origin, showing a tendency to become a world itself. The difference was too great, hence the inability to sense him.

Unbeknownst to Yang Fan, while he was marveling at Hong Zhentian's cultivation, Hong Zhentian was also constantly marveling at his own changes…

Initially, Hong Zhentian didn't react much, even when he saw Yang Fan break through right before his eyes because of his reminder. Yang Fan's breakthrough, which would be considered a genius reaction by ordinary people, didn't have much of a stimulating effect on Hong Zhentian, who was also a genius. But the moment Yang Fan's domain formed, Hong Zhentian began to change slightly.

"A Metal Domain? It's actually a domain known for its offensive power among the Five Elements Domains. It seems this kid has quite a bit of talent. Moreover, this newly formed Metal Domain is even stronger than the domains of some veteran powerhouses!"

However, before Hong Zhentian could finish speaking, Yang Fan's domain underwent another change.

The moment Yang Fan's domain was formed, golden light filled the air, like a golden kingdom, dazzling and magnificent. However, at this moment, within the golden light, there was a touch of earthy yellow, like the color of the earth. This made the originally dazzling golden light lose some of its sharp and piercing feeling, but also added a sense of solidity and hardness.

"An Earth Domain? I didn't expect this kid to be a dual-attribute user. He's truly a martial arts prodigy! No, there's another change..."

Immediately afterwards, a third color appeared in the domain that had just gained a touch of earthy yellow. It was a rainbow-like glow, like a fiery sunset, slowly rising between the gold and earthy yellow, like the scene in the west when the sun is about to set.

"Three attributes? Metal, earth, and fire attributes coexist? This kind of physique is one in a hundred years. How come this kid is so lucky? Huh? Why hasn't it stopped yet!"

Just as Hong Zhengtian spoke, a blue halo suddenly appeared around Yang Fan's domain, enveloping the three colors of metal, earth, yellow, and red, forming an invisible shield.

"Water attribute? A physique with four attributes? Or water and fire combined? How can someone have this kind of physique? Impossible. This kind of physique is one in a thousand years, and a person with water and fire combined cannot survive at all. Because these two attributes cannot be neutralized. Having them in one person's body can only cause that person to be tormented to death by the clash between the two attributes!"

"No, could it be a Five Elements Body? Generally speaking, two or three attributes are normal, but four attributes simply cannot coexist. Only when all five elements are present can they mutually generate and restrain each other, coexisting. But this kind of physique is extremely rare, almost impossible to find in this world!"

Just as Hong Zhentian was wondering, the changes on Yang Fan's side confirmed his guess once again. A cyan light rose again from Yang Fan's domain.

It turned out that although the four lights in Yang Fan's domain had appeared together at the same time, they were all vying for dominance, to the point that the domain felt like it was about to break open. However, with the addition of the cyan light, it acted like a harmonizing agent, not only stabilizing the four lights but also starting to merge, instead of each occupying its own territory.

But just when Hong Zhentian thought this was about to end, the domain suddenly mutated again!

The five lights that had just merged suddenly shone brightly at the same time, and in the next moment, they completely merged together, forming a mass as black as ink.

Black, an absolute black, so black it resembled a black hole, its depths defying description. At this moment, Yang Fan's domain contained nothing but blackness, and a chilling aura emanated from it. Even Yang Fan himself felt a chill creep over him.

"Pure Yin Body? How can it be a pure Yin body? Isn't this constitution only found in women? How can it be in a man? Wait, something's not right..."

Hong Zhentian noticed that when the blackness within Yang Fan's domain reached a certain point, it suddenly transformed into a scorching white, a blinding white. For a moment, Hong Zhentian felt as if he had gone blind; all he could see was a vast expanse of white, and he couldn't see anything else!

"A pure Yang body! Indeed, things reach their extremes and then reverse. Yin moves and acts, Yin stops and hides; Yang moves and emerges, Yin follows and enters; Yang returns to its beginning and end, Yin reaches its extreme and then reverses to Yang. After pure Yin comes pure Yang. I didn't expect this kid to actually have a pure Yang body. But, isn't this kind of physique only said to appear during times of great change in the world? Could it be that the world is about to change?"

"Holy crap, the Tai Chi Immortal Body? What's going on? How can such a physique exist?" Hong Zhentian didn't know how many times his lips twitched or how many times his heart raced. Logically, with his cultivation level, he shouldn't experience any heart-pounding. However, the shock Yang Fan brought him was simply too great! Because, just as he concluded that Yang Fan's physique was a pure Yang body, a new change occurred…

Suddenly, a large amount of black light surged forth from the pure white domain. In a short time, it occupied half of the domain. Not only that, but these two lights, one black and one white, began to rotate automatically, eventually forming a huge pattern resembling a Tai Chi diagram, only lacking the Yin and Yang poles.

"The Tai Chi Immortal Body! This is a physique that is said to only be born in the Immortal Realm. However, that's just a legend; according to rumors, only the ancient god Fuxi possessed this physique." Fuxi, the Human Emperor, was the ancestor of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor. His appearance was to enlighten the world and end the era of humans eating raw meat and drinking blood. He was a figure on the same level as Nuwa. Could it be that Yang Fan's future achievements will be the same as those of Fuxi and Nuwa? "

But how is that possible? Even Shakyamuni was only of the pure Yang body, and the Demon Emperor was only of the Five Elements body. How could he possibly have the Taiji Immortal Body? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Hong

Zhentian was truly terrified this time. The Taiji Immortal Body—what kind of existence was that? Since the beginning of time, only Fuxi possessed this physique. A person with this physique would at least reach the level of a saint. However, since the great changes in the world, let alone saints, even immortals had become ethereal legends.

Even the Hunyuan Realm, a realm often referred to as immortal but actually human, was incredibly difficult to attain. Under such circumstances, how could the Taiji Immortal Body possibly appear?

If he didn't know these things, it would be fine, but it was precisely because he knew these secrets that Hong Zhentian was so distraught, even becoming incoherent.

"Rumble!" "

However, just as Hong Zhentian was about to collapse from the shock, a thunderclap suddenly resounded across the sky, pulling him back to reality.

Just as he was about to be astonished at the sudden thunder in what had been a clear, sunny sky, Hong Zhentian suddenly realized that the sky, which had been bright and sunny a moment before, had suddenly turned pitch black. Lightning flashed and rumbled in the distant horizon.

However, upon closer inspection, it became clear that not all of the sky had turned dark; only the sky above their location had changed.

'Could this be a tribulation? But I've never heard of being struck by lightning when comprehending a domain! What's going on?'" "By the way, the Tai Chi Immortal Body has already surpassed the limits of this world. Its appearance will inevitably attract divine jealousy; it's going to be punished by heaven..."

Chapter 592 [Initial Formation of the Domain]

The clouds in the sky seemed to be deploying troops, as if they felt they weren't quite ready yet. The clouds rolled and merged, and when they dispersed, they merged with another cloud. All the cloud masses were converging towards the area above Yang Fan's head. Lightning flashed rapidly on the mountaintop like ribbons of light, so fast that the human eye couldn't even discern the shape of these ribbons. The mountaintop, the village, and the trees suddenly became brightly lit in the lightning, as if in white. Daytime, suddenly, vanished into boundless night.

Crack…

In an instant, a massive flash of light tore through the darkness, trembled laboriously a few times, then roared angrily, surging forth from the depths of space, from beyond the eight directions, like swords clashing, like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting—this was lightning.

A cold wind swept in from all directions, even Hong Zhentian felt a chill run down his spine! A long, wide bolt of lightning ripped through the entire night sky, illuminating everything and everyone in the valley for a second. Shortly after, a deafening clap of thunder erupted, seemingly shattering the entire universe.

The coming… The storm finally arrived. The heavy, torrential raindrops, combined with the swirling winds, lashed down from the sky like cruel whips twisted together. It lashed down from mountaintops to valleys, mercilessly striking faces and bodies…

Heavy thunder rolled across the mountain peaks, and golden, menacing, slender, and beautiful lightning flashed wildly within the dense, swirling black clouds. A faint, mysterious sound moved across the earth, then suddenly a thunderclap exploded overhead, as if a massive building had suddenly collapsed.

In an instant, a chilling sound echoed through the forest … A terrifying roar. With this roar, dust filled the air, and leaves flew everywhere. Suddenly, the sky darkened and pressed down. The entire sky was filled with the deafening roar of thunder; jagged flashes of lightning constantly struck the sky and the mountains! In the blink of an eye, three large drops of rain, like a bowlful, pounded against the Jialing River and the towering mountains…

The raging waves rolled and roared; the torrential rain lashed the ground, sand and water flying, creating a hazy mist; the desolate weeds seemed to transform into sharp steel knives, shaking and crying out desperately in the storm… It seemed as if a thousand armies were galloping across the heavens and earth.

“The Taiji is chaotic, the primordial energy is clear and pure, Yin and Yang interact, becoming thunder and lightning. Therefore, Confucius revered its sudden changes; its sound has no fixed echo, its light does not shine constantly, it roars and turns, flashes and glitters.” "If the moon descends and the yang rises, hibernating insects are about to awaken, and the spirits respond first, gently and slowly stirring, neither agitated nor reliant, like the bells of the forest, the heat of summer, the dim starlight, and the burning of clothes and beds, then a gentle breeze sweeps away the turbid dust, a resounding boom breaks the silence, and the stars and moon part the clouds. At that moment, weary faces are refreshed and invigorated, not merely startled from sleep, but rather refreshed and enlightened."

"The Taiji Immortal Body is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, it is inherently unacceptable to heaven and earth. Such a vast tribulation of lightning, even the Great Tribulation of Primordial Chaos is no more than this. It seems he cannot survive it. What a pity for such a talented person..."

The instant the lightning struck, Hong Zhentian vanished from the thatched hut. He knew he couldn't withstand such a powerful tribulation, and his presence wouldn't help Yang Fan; in fact, it would only intensify the tribulation.

The tribulation emanating from his half-step Hunyuan realm, combined with the tribulation Yang Fan was facing, was far more complex than a simple sum of its parts. Therefore, leaving was the only way to help Yang Fan. The moment

Hong Zhentian left, the thatched hut was almost instantly reduced to dust, and even the entire hill was shrunken by the lightning. Who knew what terrifying power Yang Fan, at the very center of the tribulation, was enduring?

Sure enough, Yang Fan was instantly engulfed by the lightning, and even Hong Zhentian couldn't see what was happening inside. The cascading lightning was like a waterfall, not only immense in its power but also several meters long, resembling a sea of lightning from afar.

At this moment, Yang Fan, situated in the very center of the sea of lightning, seemed completely oblivious to the power of the tribulation, remaining immersed in his state of oneness with nature.

However, the instant the lightning touched his physical body, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, which had been channeling his energy, suddenly activated automatically. Moreover, it circulated at an unprecedented speed, completing thousands of cycles with almost every breath.

Under this high-speed operation, the lightning bolts that had just entered his energy were absorbed before they could even damage his body. Along with the circulation of the technique, they automatically transformed into Yang Fan's energy, flowing into his dantian, his domain…

Within his domain, as the extreme black and white lights circulated continuously, it gradually became hazy, resembling the primordial chaos before the separation of heaven and earth, the entire domain enveloped in chaotic energy.

However, deep within this chaos, a shooting star suddenly flashed—the lightning that had been transformed into Yang Fan's domain by the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. The bolt of lightning streaked across the chaos and vanished, but in that instant, it seemed to reveal a landscape of mountains and rivers, filled with various creatures and plants—a projection of this vast world.

Immediately afterward, bolts of lightning flashed, accompanied by a multitude of projections. With each strike, Yang Fan noticed his domain becoming increasingly stable…

No one expected that this lightning phenomenon would last for three days. For three days, Yang Fan remained immersed in a state of perfect harmony with nature, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Little did he know, the strange changes in the world had already attracted the attention of countless people. Had Hong Zhentian not used his power to cover it up, who knows how many would have known? Even so, the events here still drew the attention of some.

For example, projections from satellites transmitted by many Western countries, analyzed by experts, led them to conclude that a treasure had appeared in Hong Kong, China. Therefore, at this time, agents from many countries were already trying to enter China to investigate.

Meanwhile, Ning Tianya and the others finally found something to do these past few days. Although the Guardians of the Heavenly Dragon were quite strong, they were finding it increasingly difficult to cope with the seemingly endless stream of agents.

At this time, Yang Fan was completely unaware of all this. After three days of consolidation, his domain had basically stabilized. Moreover, after absorbing three days of lightning, not only had his domain undergone several changes he was unaware of, but even his Nine Heavens Thunder Technique had skyrocketed from the third level to the sixth!

Now, Yang Fan had a vague feeling that he was like a giant lightning field, his entire body containing inexhaustible lightning. If all this energy were released, it would be enough to destroy half of China.

Furthermore, he discovered that his domain seemed somewhat different from the domain Hong Zhentian had described. It didn't belong to any of the five elements, nor was it pure Yang or pure Yin; instead, it resembled a lightning domain, but with subtle differences.

According to Hong Zhentian, martial artists whose element is lightning possess a domain called the Thunder God Domain. This domain is inherently destructive, its power far surpassing that of the Metal Domain, and even exceeding that of dual-attribute domains.

Lightning is inherently destructive, masculine, and domineering, very similar to the absolute domain of a pure Yang body—both domains excel in attack power.

However, Yang Fan discovered that while his domain possessed the domineering power of lightning, it wasn't purely destructive. Within that domineering power, he sensed a vibrant life force, a life force, a force of life.

It seemed that although his domain was currently enveloped in endless lightning, within that lightning was nurturing another new kind of life, just waiting to break free.

Regardless, Yang Fan firmly believed one thing: the power of his domain was far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, and by a significant margin!

"Hoo!"

Awakening, Yang Fan exhaled a long breath. With each breath, the domain behind him seemed to be affected, rapidly shrinking before finally disappearing back into his dantian. The dark clouds that had been gathering in the sky began to dissipate with his breath, vanishing without a trace in moments.

The next instant, the sky cleared, and warm sunlight once again bathed the heavens. For three days, Yang Fan had remained motionless in his previous posture. Now awake, he unconsciously shifted his body slightly.

*Crackling sounds*... Accompanied by the sounds of bones colliding, Yang Fan slowly stood up. But this simple act startled him...

He clearly remembered that he had been in a small thatched hut. But now, not only was the thatched hut gone, but the small hill was also gone. The place where he stood had become a bottomless pit. If it weren't for the sunlight shining down from above indicating it was daytime, he wouldn't have known where he was.

"Could it be that Senior Hong moved me here? But why don't I feel anything? What's going on?"

"You're finally healed..."

Just as Yang Fan was wondering, Hong Zhentian's voice came again. Immediately afterward, the other man's figure suddenly appeared before Yang Fan.

For the past three days, Hong Zhentian had been closely observing Yang Fan's changes. Initially, he thought Yang Fan wouldn't be able to withstand the tribulation, but unexpectedly, he did. This reassured him, allowing him to observe Yang Fan more closely.

In these three days, he witnessed firsthand how his secluded place, where he had lived for decades, was not only leveled but also transformed into a bottomless abyss. However, that was all he could see; he couldn't clearly see Yang Fan deep within the sea of lightning, only sensing his well-being through his divine sense. Therefore, as soon as he realized Yang Fan had regained consciousness, he instantly appeared before him.

"You brat, you've mastered a domain, fine, but you've also destroyed my old lair. How's it going? Any special feelings?"

While complaining about the destruction of his old lair, Hong Zhentian didn't seem to care. He was more concerned about Yang Fan's current state. He knew clearly that Yang Fan's physique was the legendary Taiji Immortal Body, similar to that of the Fuxi Emperor.

Such an immortal body was normally forbidden from appearing in this world; its appearance would surely incur divine punishment. Unexpectedly, Yang Fan even withstood the punishment from heaven. Faced with this physique that only existed in legends, Hong Zhentian was eager to know what exactly happened after Yang Fan's breakthrough. Moreover, perhaps he could glean something from the Taiji Immortal Body and take that step...

"What's going on?"

Faced with Hong Zhentian's question, Yang Fan asked in return.

"What happened? Tell me what happened? You brat, what kind of person are you? You comprehend a domain and you still get punished by heaven? Fine, you get punished, but you even destroyed my base! And that's not all, I have to clean up your mess. Now you're asking me what happened? I should be asking you what happened!"

Faced with Yang Fan's question, Hong Zhentian was furious. However, remembering that Yang Fan had entered a state of oneness with heaven and man, he had nowhere to vent his anger. While criticizing Yang Fan, he still told him everything that had happened in the past three days.

"Tai Chi Immortal Body? Why don't I feel anything? But my body has changed quite a bit. But, just how much has my strength increased?"

After listening to Hong Zhentian's explanation, Yang Fan couldn't help but ponder. He didn't care too much about things like the Tai Chi Immortal Body. In his opinion, no matter how strong one's innate talent was, it couldn't make up for the lack of effort. If one didn't work hard, even the strongest physique would be useless. Therefore, instead of being proud of this so-called Tai Chi Immortal Body, it's better to cultivate diligently.

However, this breakthrough was too great

. Leaving aside the comprehension of the domain, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique suddenly shot from the third to the sixth level at rocket speed, causing Yang Fan to completely lose control of his strength. With each breakthrough in the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, his strength underwent a dramatic change, a huge leap, let alone this three-level jump. Therefore, even Yang Fan himself didn't know exactly how strong he was now, but one thing was undeniable: compared to before, it was definitely a hundred times stronger.

"Good temperament, little guy!"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't show any complacency because of his unique physique, Hong Zhentian couldn't help but nod in approval. No matter how good the physique, without sweat and effort, it would all be in vain. Yang Fan's clear understanding of this was truly rare, especially at his competitive age.

"Since you don't know your current cultivation level, how about I spar with you for free today?"

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, Hong Zhentian spoke again.

Chapter 593 [Thunderous Roar]

"What?"

Hearing that Hong Zhentian wanted to be his sparring partner, Yang Fan was overjoyed.

To be honest, with his current strength, most Void Returning Realm experts couldn't even last half a move against him, not to mention that Void Returning Realm experts were rare in this world.

Therefore, verifying his cultivation level wasn't an easy task. Too weak an opponent would be impossible to verify, and too strong an opponent would be impossible to find. Hong Zhentian was undoubtedly a perfect candidate. However,

given the other party's half-step Mixed Origin Realm cultivation, Yang Fan was embarrassed to even ask him to be his sparring partner, considering his status and position. But now that the other party had offered, it was exactly what Yang Fan wanted.

"Since that's the case, I'll have to offend you. I happen to need some guidance from a master, and I hope Senior Hong won't mind."

"No problem. To be honest, I'm also very curious about the legendary Tai Chi Immortal Body's combat power after stepping out of the Domain. To spar with someone with a Tai Chi Immortal Body would be a great enlightenment for me. Moreover, I see your cultivation technique is quite advanced; I think your current strength is probably not much weaker than mine. Therefore, when I make my move, I won't hold back much, so be careful!"

"Senior, please feel free to attack!"

At this moment, Yang Fan also felt an urge to fight, so his words carried a touch of boldness. Facing a half-step Hunyuan expert like Hong Zhentian, he didn't seem to have much fear, something that would never have happened before. It was clear that after his breakthrough, he had full confidence in his strength.

"Alright, but this isn't a good place to fight. Aside from the commotion we caused earlier, which has already attracted a lot of attention, the aftershocks of our battle might not be enough to withstand this place. So, let's find another spot. As for this place, let those so-called experts study it slowly!"

With that, Hong Zhentian waved his hand, casually tearing open a rift in the void in front of him, and then stepped directly inside.

Yang Fan, behind him, glanced at the rift, and then, without hesitation, stepped through as well. The moment he stepped in, the rift began to heal, disappearing without a trace in no time, leaving only a bottomless black hole…

The sun had barely set, and the western sky was still ablaze with a fiery orange-red sunset. The sea was also dyed red by this glow, but its beauty was even more magnificent than the sky. Because it is dynamic, whenever a row of waves surges up, the rosy glow reflected on the crests is so red and bright, it's like a series of flickering, rolling flames, shimmering, and disappearing. And then the next row, shimmering and rolling, surges in. Endless, wave after wave.

Standing on the beach, looking into the distance, all you see is a vast expanse of white. The sea and sky merge into one, indistinguishable from each other. As the saying goes: "Mist locks the mountain peaks, mountains lock the mist; sky connects to the water's end, water connects to the sky." In the distance, the sea, under the bright sunlight, looks like fish scales spread across the surface, or like playful children leaping towards the shore.

Suddenly, the tide comes in, the surging waves pushing the previous ones, row after row of white waves rushing in, the sound like thunder, the force like ten thousand horses galloping. The sea instantly transformed into a boundless battlefield. The sea breeze blew sharp "horns," and the waves seemed like hundreds of valiant warriors, fiercely attacking the shore with thunderous roars. Boulders weighing thousands of pounds on the shore, with just a gentle ripple from the tide, seemed to sink instantly to the "seabed." Rows of waves crashed against the shore, splashing up sprays of water. This magnificent tide made me realize how much power was hidden within the vast ocean, and how much imagination this boundless sea had inspired countless poets.

With the spray flying and the waves surging, facing this boundless and vast world, one couldn't help but deeply perceive the insignificance and sublimity of humankind, and marvel at the wonders of nature and the magic of the Creator.

This was a world untouched by humankind; although we lived in the same world, it was sparsely populated, one could even say that no one existed here at all.

However, at that moment, the void above the sea suddenly cracked open. Immediately afterward, two figures emerged from the crack, hovering above the sea. These two were none other than Yang Fan and his companion who had disappeared from Hong Kong.

"This is international waters in the Pacific Ocean, practically a no-man's-land. The reason I brought you here is because I feared our battle would be too large-scale and cause unnecessary trouble. However, before we begin, I need to tell you something: my element is water. Fighting here allows me to unleash two hundred percent of my power. So, be careful!"

After stopping, Hong Zhentian didn't rush into action but explained to Yang Fan.

"The Pacific Ocean?"

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to Hong Zhentian's point about his water element and the advantage of fighting here. Instead, he was thinking about how he had traveled thousands of miles from Hong Kong in the blink of an eye—a feat he himself couldn't have accomplished. Therefore, his opinion of Hong Zhentian rose even higher.

"Senior, be careful, this junior is about to make his move!"

Yang Fan, unable to contain his powerful fighting spirit, raised his aura and said to Hong Zhentian.

"Alright!"

Hong Zhentian had barely finished speaking when he found Yang Fan already in front of him, a straight punch aimed directly at his face without any fancy moves.

"Not bad speed!"

Faced with Yang Fan's lightning-fast attack, Hong Zhentian uttered only one sentence, making no defensive move, but instead met the attack with his own punch.

"Bang!"

The instant their fists collided, a muffled thunderous impact resounded from between their fists. Simultaneously, visible spatial rifts also appeared between their fists, forming waves that spread in all directions. Everything in their path, whether seawater or reefs, was pulverized without a trace.

"Not bad power!"

Hong Zhentian remained unmoved by the blow, while Yang Fan was knocked back dozens of feet.

"Again!"

Instead of being alarmed by Hong Zhentian's punch, Yang Fan was delighted. Until now, no one had been able to withstand his full-force attack, which meant that despite his strong physique, Yang Fan had never truly unleashed it. Now, finally encountering someone capable of close combat, Yang Fan felt a surge of excitement.

In their previous clash, Yang Fan had only used thirty percent of his strength. Because he knew that his physical body had been improved several times by the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, fused with the body of a Primordial Chaos Realm expert, and this breakthrough had been further strengthened by the tribulation lightning. He knew that, in terms of physical strength alone, he was probably already infinitely close to a Primordial Chaos Realm expert.

Therefore, he did not use his full strength in his first attack. Although Hong Zhentian was a half-step Primordial Chaos Realm expert, his physical strength might not be able to withstand his attacks. But after this test, Yang Fan realized that Hong Zhentian's physical strength was not weaker than his own at all. Surprised, he used half his strength this time.

"Bang!"

Another impact, and Yang Fan was once again forced back. Hong Zhentian seemed not to move, but if one looked closely, one would find that his shoulder seemed to tremble slightly.

"Take another punch from me!"

This time, Yang Fan used seventy percent of his strength. But the result was still that he retreated, and Hong Zhentian did not move.

"Take my full strength!"

After three consecutive punches failed to make Hong Zhentian retreat, Yang Fan was now truly enraged. Finally, he held nothing back and unleashed his full power.

"Boom!"

A silent roar seemed to erupt from Yang Fan's body. With this movement, lightning crackled around him, strands of electricity coursing through his entire being. At this moment, he was like a god descending to earth, a thunder god born. Even the seawater beneath his feet seemed to be pressed down, creating a slight arc.

Carrying the sound of wind and thunder, Yang Fan's full-force attack, though not yet reaching Hong Zhentian, had already caused Hong Zhentian's clothes to flutter slightly backward with the tremendous explosion.

"Is this your true power? Very well, watch this punch!"

Just as Yang Fan's fist was about to touch Hong Zhentian, Hong Zhentian also moved. The distance between him and Yang Fan's fist was only half an inch, yet at that distance, after throwing the punch, his body remained still, but his arm extended horizontally before his fist made contact with Yang Fan. It looked extremely uncoordinated, yet possessed a unique and indescribable beauty.

"Bang!"

This time, Yang Fan was thrown even further, flying over a hundred feet before finally stopping. Not only that, but the immense recoil caused a sharp pain in his hand, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had suffered a serious injury in this clash.

On the other side, Hong Zhentian could no longer remain still; his left foot involuntarily took a half-step back. Although it was only half a step, it was still a step back.

"I didn't expect you could actually force me to take a half-step back. Over the years, you can be considered the first. Young friend Yang, it seems I have to treat you as a true opponent. I only used sixty percent of my strength just now. From now on, I won't hold back at all!"

By taking a half-step back himself, Yang Fan had not only been thrown back a hundred feet but also injured. This seemed like a pretty good result for Hong Zhentian. However, he showed no joy whatsoever; on the contrary, the relaxed expression on his face disappeared, replaced by an indescribable seriousness. It could be said that only now did he truly take his battle with Yang Fan seriously, instead of treating it as a mere sparring match.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Fan showed no displeasure; on the contrary, his eyes gleamed with excitement. A massive battle intent erupted from his body, giving Yang Fan a wilder, more untamed air.

"Thunderous Roar!"

Accompanying Yang Fan's shout, a roar like muffled thunder resounded from his mouth. This roar was like a dragon, a lion, a tiger, and a bolt of lightning. It was filled with domineering majesty and carried a captivating, demonic power, enveloping Hong Zhentian.

At the same time, a gigantic fist formed from lightning suddenly appeared before Yang Fan. Lightning crackled on the fist, and it seemed as if countless thunder gods were hidden within it, fiercely slamming towards Hong Zhentian.

Before this, Yang Fan hadn't used any techniques, relying solely on his physical strength to fight his opponent. Now, having roughly figured out his opponent's limits, he held nothing back, immediately unleashing the powerful Nine Heavens Thunder Technique.

Previously, Yang Fan's mastery of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was incomplete, and he couldn't use some of its killing moves. But this time, having broken through to the sixth level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, many previously unusable killing moves could finally be used. Moreover, his understanding of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique had reached a completely new level.

"What kind of technique is this? So powerful! It can even convert lightning power into its own! No wonder he survived the lightning tribulation; he actually cultivates such a miraculous technique!"

Faced with Yang Fan's sudden killing move, Hong Zhentian was slightly taken aback. With his discerning eyes, he could naturally see the extraordinary nature of Yang Fan's technique. However, although he was surprised by the power of Yang Fan's technique, he had no intention of spying on it. With his state of mind, no powerful technique could stir his interest. At his level, his only pursuit was enlightenment in martial arts, nothing else.

"Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor!"

However, despite his surprise, Hong Zhentian acted swiftly. With a casual lift of his hand, seawater rose from the ocean and condensed in his palm, instantly forming a massive water curtain before him, directly meeting Yang Fan's thunderous fist.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar, many times louder than before, resounded. Yang Fan's thunderous fist rippled across the water curtain. The water curtain, seemingly no thicker than a thumb, easily withstood the fist that appeared capable of tearing apart even the heavens.

“No wonder Senior Hong told me that while the Water Domain's defensive power is slightly weaker than the Earth Domain among the Five Elements Domains, its resilience is far superior. That last attack, although it hit a single point, felt like hitting cotton. This must be the characteristic of water—endless and with inexhaustible power!”

Yang Fan carefully observed and understood as he fought. He wasn't discouraged at all for failing to break through his opponent's water barrier. After a brief regrouping, he launched a new, even more ferocious attack…
05-03
Chapter 594 [Chaotic Divine Body]

“Palm Thunder! Ten Thousand Thunderbolts Gather, Heaven and Earth Annihilate!”

Unable to break through his opponent's water barrier with his giant fist formed from lightning, Yang Fan immediately changed his move. The giant fist slowly unfolded, and instantly, countless bolts of lightning rained down from the sky, finally condensing in the giant palm. A giant lightning palm, like the hand of God, formed and once again struck the water barrier!

Bang! The collision happened again, but this time the result was completely different. The moment the giant hand touched the water curtain, it seemed to come alive. A blazing white light suddenly erupted from its palm, and then the lightning that had been gathered there seemed to find an outlet, bursting forth and exploding on the water curtain.

What a sight it was! It was like a million fireworks exploding simultaneously. One bolt of lightning wasn't enough to shatter the water curtain, but what about ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand?

At first, the water curtain held up, but with each strike of lightning, the water curtain trembled more and more violently. Finally, when the last bolt of lightning struck the water curtain, it shattered instantly.

"What a brilliant palm strike! You harness billions of lightning bolts for your own use, breaking through my water barrier with the unwavering force of water dripping through water. What a scheme, what a brilliant plan! Since that's the case, how about you take one of my moves?"

"Boundless Ocean!"

With Hong Zhentian's roar, the entire ocean beneath his feet seemed to come alive. Sea foam churned, waves surged, and in the blink of an eye, the once calm sea became as ferocious and terrifying as a category 10 tsunami.

At the same time, wave after wave of giant waves, formed from seawater, surged towards Yang Fan like a well-organized army, advancing in perfect unison.

"Using the heavens as a furnace, using thunder as fire, the power of thunder and fire will dissolve all illusion!"

Facing wave after wave of waves, Yang Fan struck out again. Before him, a furnace formed from lightning spun continuously, bolts of lightning flying out from it like sharp swords, slashing into the sea of waves and instantly neutralizing the opponent's attacks.

However, just when Yang Fan thought it was all over, he discovered that the waves he had cleaved with lightning had reformed and were now crashing towards him. Not only that, he also noticed that the waves were carrying wave after wave of impact, growing stronger and stronger, threatening to engulf him.

"What a brilliant move, 'Boundless Ocean,' drawing upon the power of the ocean for one's own use. It's endless, with a long-lasting attack. Although each attack is short-lived, its strength lies in its continuous, wave-after-wave nature, much like how many ants can kill an elephant. It's similar in principle to my 'Palm Thunder.' However, the lightning power I draw upon is inherently fierce and powerful, its essence lying in a single burst of energy, the force of thunder. Once that energy weakens, the attack power diminishes. This is exactly the opposite of 'Boundless Ocean,'"

"Take my 'Thunder Sword'!"

Suddenly, a giant thunder sword, entirely condensed from energy, appeared in Yang Fan's hand. The moment the sword appeared, all the lightning in the heavens seemed to be drawn towards it, converging on the sword.

For a fleeting moment, the entire sky seemed to fall silent, as if all the lightning had been drawn into Yang Fan's hand. With the appearance of the Thunder Sword, the seawater within a ten-zhang radius of Yang Fan was instantly evaporated, creating a complete vacuum around him.

"Severing the heavens!"

At this moment, Yang Fan seemed to transform into the God of Thunder, wielding the sword of judgment to annihilate all evil in the world. He gripped the sword with both hands, unleashing a single strike that instantly eclipsed the world, causing winds to rise and clouds to surge.

This sword strike seemed to cleave the heavens, shatter the world, like a shooting star from outer space, or a stroke of divine inspiration. No one could describe the speed of this sword, nor could anyone fully articulate its essence. It seemed to transcend the six realms of reincarnation, leap beyond yin and yang and the five elements; it represented the justice of heaven and earth, possessing an unyielding spirit that would not rest until its goal was achieved.

"The Thunder Sword? It actually contains a trace of the will of heaven and earth, drawing upon the traces of the Great Dao. It's fortunate you haven't fully grasped this move, otherwise, I truly wouldn't have been able to withstand it. But now? Behold my Boundless Ocean!"

Just as Hong Zhentian finished speaking, Yang Fan suddenly realized that the target he had been firmly locked onto a moment ago seemed to have vanished. Actually, it couldn't be said that he vanished, because he could still lock onto his opponent. However, he discovered that countless targets had suddenly appeared around him, as if Hong Zhentian's figure was everywhere in the sky. His sword strike could easily hit his opponent, yet it felt as if he couldn't hit him no matter what he did.

Two completely different feelings surged into Yang Fan's heart at the same time, causing his attack to pause slightly for a moment. However, it was this momentary pause that instantly put him on the defensive.

Suddenly, a long spear formed from seawater appeared above his head, thrusting down towards him. This spear strike was exquisitely executed, no less so than his swordplay. Moreover, the opponent's attack arrived before Yang Fan's, chosen precisely when Yang Fan's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet arisen—a truly masterful feat.

But skillful as it was, it undeniably neutralized his attack completely, leaving him in a perilous situation. It wasn't that Yang Fan didn't want to dodge; rather, he had nowhere to hide. His intuition told him that no matter where he hid, he couldn't escape this spear. This spear strike, like the feeling Hong Zhentian gave him, seemed to be only above his head, yet it felt omnipresent. It perfectly embodied the phrase

"Boundless Ocean." "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source!"

At this critical moment, Yang Fan roared again. Suddenly, countless sword energies erupted from his body, piercing out in all directions, instantly magnifying a thousandfold, surrounding him completely. Moreover, after bursting out of his body, the sword energies instantly recoiled, returning to his body and condensing into the Thunder Sword in his hand.

The release and retraction were incredibly fast, leaving behind afterimages. At a glance, it seemed as if countless sword energies suddenly appeared around Yang Fan, shattering the surroundings before returning and converging into the longsword in his hand.

"Kill!"

Roaring, Yang Fan stomped his right foot on the void, as if gaining momentum from the impact, propelling himself skyward, advancing instead of retreating, towards the spear above his head.

The release of sword energy had finally relieved Yang Fan of the opponent's omnipresent discomfort. He knew he had temporarily broken through the opponent's Boundless Ocean Technique, and therefore, he had to use this brief moment to destroy the spear; otherwise, there was no point in continuing the battle.

Clang!

In the sky, the sword tip and spear tip made contact instantly, and waves of energy immediately emanated from the point of contact. In that instant, the entire sea surface seemed to be pressed down several feet, and giant waves surged outwards from the two of them, shattering countless reefs in their wake. As for the marine life, they were reduced to blood and gore by the shockwaves of the two colliding energies without even knowing what was happening…

“Not bad, your understanding of techniques and skills seems to be no weaker than mine. The only thing you lack is the refinement. In that case, there’s no point in comparing techniques anymore. Use the domain you just comprehended, and let me see what’s different about the domain of the Tai Chi Immortal Body! First, take a look at my Water Domain!”

“Water Domain!”

As soon as Hong Zhentian uttered those four words, Yang Fan immediately noticed that the sea, which had been turbulent just a moment ago, had instantly calmed down. No, it shouldn't be called quiet, but rather frozen in place. Yang Fan saw that the waves on the sea, which hadn't yet settled, abruptly stopped in mid-air, forming one abrupt bulge after another. Within those waves, there were even terrified fish, completely still as if frozen in ice.

Not only that, Yang Fan discovered that at the same moment his opponent unleashed the water domain, his own movements seemed to slow down. Even his mental energy weakened; his senses—hearing and sight—seemed to have suddenly dropped several levels. How to describe it? It was as if his cultivation had suddenly regressed, returning to the Refining Spirit realm, or even lower, to the point that all his developed physical potential had vanished.

The human body itself is a vast treasure. It simply needs constant development, and the path of martial arts is a process of continuously unlocking potential. Therefore, during cultivation, a person's eyesight, hearing, and other abilities are constantly enhanced. Some martial artists even cultivate supernatural powers like "clairvoyance" and "clairaudience." These are all results of unlocking the human body's hidden potential. Even more remarkably, some cultivate "heavenly vision," able to see things invisible to ordinary people…

Yang Fan's current hearing and eyesight, while not quite clairvoyance or clairaudience, are still on a completely different level compared to ordinary people. Yet, he now feels as if he has suddenly reverted from a martial artist back to an ordinary person. This feeling is indescribably strange.

If he hadn't experienced the wonders of martial arts, perhaps Yang Fan wouldn't feel uncomfortable, but precisely because he's accustomed to the life of a martial artist, suddenly becoming an ordinary person makes him extremely uncomfortable.

"This domain is indeed bizarre!"

While feeling uncomfortable, Yang Fan almost instinctively unleashed the domain he had cultivated.

Boom! A silent, deafening roar resounded, and a colossal phantom projection appeared behind Yang Fan. The projection contained no dazzling images, only swirling streams of chaotic energy, operating according to the Tai Chi symbol. Yet, this simple pattern caused a cataclysmic change in the heavens and earth, the mountains and rivers shifting. The previously still sea instantly returned to normal. Not only that, but it became even more turbulent than before; the waves seemed higher, the surge more ferocious.

From the distant heavens, faint wisps of energy descended, like weightless stones, merging into Yang Fan's domain. Instantly, images of mountains and seas appeared within the domain.

"This is... This isn't the Taiji Immortal Realm, but... the legendary realm of gods? Heavens, am I seeing things? That's actually Chaos Qi! Chaos Qi! Legend has it that this Chaos Qi is the supreme energy in this world, surpassing all other energies, an energy that existed only at the beginning of the universe!"

"Even this entire universe is formed from Chaos Qi, the very foundation of heaven and earth. This is... something even a Primordial Chaos Realm expert can't access! How could he possibly have access to it?"

"Just now, it was clear that he communicated with something in the unseen realm, and the Chaos Qi wandering in the world was drawn in and automatically absorbed into his body. Could it be... that he isn't some Taiji Immortal Body, but the legendary supreme Chaos Divine Body?"

"But this kind of physique has never been seen before! If he wasn't a Chaos God Body, how could he have absorbed Chaos Qi? You must know that the reason Chaos Qi is the supreme energy is because no one can refine and use it. Legend has it that even a wisp of Chaos Qi is heavier than Mount Tai. Even the physical body of a Primordial Chaos Realm expert cannot withstand the pressure of Chaos Qi. If one forcibly refines Chaos Qi, there is only one outcome: death by explosion. Legend has it that only a Chaos God Body can refine Chaos Qi for one's own use...

Hong Zhentian usually enjoys reading strange books in his spare time. Therefore, although he wouldn't dare say that his knowledge is the best in the world, he knows things that even many Primordial Chaos Realm experts don't know. He has an almost magical fanaticism for various special physiques. In his residence, there are records of every special physique."

This is precisely why he is so familiar with various physiques such as Pure Yang Body, Pure Yin Body, Taiji Immortal Body, and Chaos Divine Body. When he discovered that Yang Fan possessed the Taiji Immortal Body, he was immediately filled with a sense of excitement, like seeing a predator. He had an idea: to cultivate this Taiji Immortal Body with all his might, because he wanted to see what kind of achievements it would attain once it matured. But now, when he discovered that Yang Fan did not possess the Taiji Immortal Body, but rather the even more terrifying Chaos Body, he was at a loss for what to do.

Because, according to legend, the appearance of the Taiji Immortal Body was to deal with the great calamity of heaven and earth and save humanity, but the appearance of this Chaos Divine Body represented the end of one era and the beginning of another. In other words, the appearance of the Chaos Body would be the end of this world. If the entire world ended, how could Hong Zhentian survive?

"Chaos appears, heaven and earth perish, an era is born, all things begin! Could this saying really be true?" "

Hong Zhentian murmured.

Chapter 595 [Killing Intent]

"Chaos appears, heaven and earth perish, an era is born, all things begin!"

A sentence suddenly appeared in Hong Zhentian's mind. If it weren't for what he saw and heard today, he probably would have forgotten this sentence!

He saw this sentence in an ancient book. It was a book he had obtained by chance, but it looked quite old, so he took it to study it. Who knew that the book started with these twelve large characters.

He remembered that when he saw these twelve characters, he just smiled noncommittally. In his opinion, it was just a means for the author to attract readers. He casually threw the book aside, but when he went to look for the book again the next day, he found that it was gone, and he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

You know, how could an ordinary person enter Hong Zhentian's study? Besides, with his cultivation level, where did the book go? He remembered everything that had been touched. Yet, despite this, the book, whose title he didn't know, had vanished…

Not only that, he discovered a very strange phenomenon: he had completely forgotten the book's contents, remembering only these twelve characters. Given his cultivation level, while he wouldn't have a photographic memory, reading such a thick book and not even remembering its title, yet remembering these twelve characters, was utterly perplexing to Hong Zhentian. However, he never found

the book again, and couldn't explain what had happened, so he eventually forgot about it. But seeing Yang Fan today inexplicably brought those twelve characters back to mind.

"The appearance of chaos—could it refer to the Chaos God Body? The destruction of heaven and earth naturally means the destruction of all things; the birth of an era, the beginning of all things—it's easier to understand. This sentence is self-explanatory; logically, it shouldn't be like this. Or is there some other hidden meaning? No, it shouldn't be this simple." "I used to think it was nothing, but now I realize those two sentences weren't so simple. Perhaps I was wrong..."

"However, my master told me before he died that the Great Tribulation of Slaying the Dragon is a tribulation within the cycle of destiny, concerning all things in the world. The battle with the Demon Emperor back then wasn't the end, but only the beginning. If the Hongmen, the Green Gang, and the White Lotus Sect want to continue to exist, they must find the person destined for this tribulation and follow him to survive the Great Tribulation of Slaying the Dragon. Otherwise, their fate will be like that of sects such as the Five Elements Sect, disappearing into the annals of history!" "

Red flowers, green leaves, white lotus roots—the three sects are originally one family." This saying has been passed down since the day the Hongmen, Qingbang, and Bailian Sect emerged. Although the three sects appear to operate independently, they are actually secretly allied.

In fact, apart from the major holy lands, the three sects are undoubtedly the most powerful forces in the martial arts world. Although they are outwardly just underworld organizations, their existence is known to all factions in the martial arts world and the major holy lands.

Whether it's the Hongmen, the Qingbang, or the incredibly mysterious Bailian Sect, each one possesses the strength of a super gang. When the three sects unite, even the major holy lands dare not confront them head-on.

Therefore, their foundation is not much weaker than that of the major holy lands. They have detailed records of historical secrets and unofficial histories of the martial arts world. In particular, they have detailed records of the Great Dragon-Slaying Calamity, because it concerns the fate of every martial arts practitioner.

The Great Calamity of Slaying the Dragon is unavoidable, and every martial artist and every holy land is searching for a way to escape it. To this day, the most prevalent belief is that with the appearance of the Great Calamity, a chosen one will inevitably emerge. There are only two ways to safely weather the calamity: one is to kill the chosen one, steal their fortune, and bestow it upon oneself. This is why the Demon Emperor of yesteryear was considered the chosen one and was besieged by the holy lands.

The other method is to befriend them and jointly resist the calamity.

However, compared to the second method, most people prefer the first. The reason is simple: people are selfish. They believe that the chosen one must be incredibly lucky; by killing them and stealing their fortune, they can become the chosen one themselves and reap immense benefits.

Only a few insightful and discerning individuals choose the latter method. They know that being chosen is ordained by Heaven and Earth, not something that can be achieved by stealing fortune. Those who try to seize the fortune of Yueyue, the one destined for calamity, will ultimately defy the will of heaven and earth, be condemned by them, and meet a tragic end. Conversely, those destined for calamity act in accordance with the way of heaven and earth, and only in this way can they safely overcome the tribulation.

Originally, Hong Zhentian had not connected Yang Fan with Yueyue, the one destined for calamity. However, seeing that Yang Fan was actually the legendary Chaos Divine Body, and considering that his cultivation technique allowed him, a newly-broken-in-the-Domain realm expert, to fight him, a half-step Primordial Realm expert, for so long without being at a disadvantage, he couldn't help but think further…

"Kill? Or…?"

For a moment, a killing intent surged in Hong Zhentian's heart. After all, he knew about the concept of the one destined for calamity, but he suppressed it in an instant.

"Leaving aside whether killing him would truly grant me the elusive fortune, even if I did, my abilities wouldn't be sufficient to handle any great calamity like the Dragon Slaying Tribulation. Even the Demon Emperor couldn't accomplish this back then, so what can I do? Besides, I'm not even sure I can kill him!"

As a half-step Hunyuan level expert, Hong Zhentian's senses were naturally far more acute than ordinary people. He knew that while he could suppress Yang Fan with his cultivation level, he wasn't confident in a life-or-death struggle. Not to mention Yang Fan's endless tricks, his Chaos Domain alone posed a significant threat.

"However, even if I don't kill him, I need to see if you have the qualifications to make our three sects submit!"

Boom! With that thought, Hong Zhentian held nothing back and went all out. In fact, even he himself didn't realize that at this moment, deep down, he had already decided on Yang Fan. However, as a half-step Hunyuan level expert, even if he had accepted Yang Fan's leadership, he needed a suitable reason. Testing Yang Fan's true cultivation level was the reason he gave himself!

"Water Domain, Ruler of Heaven and Earth!"

The seawater, which had been suppressed by Yang Fan's domain just moments before, erupted once more with Hong Zhentian's roar, this time even more ferocious than before. Hundreds of feet high waves crashed against the water like angry dragons, whipping up sprays of water.

Yang Fan, in the middle of the ocean, was like a small boat adrift on the sea, tossed and turned by the waves. Yet, no matter how high the waves or how fierce the wind, he remained as steadfast as a rock, unmoved and unshaken!

"Such powerful killing intent!"

Although Hong Zhentian's killing intent was quickly withdrawn, Yang Fan still keenly sensed its presence. As the leader of the Hongmen, Hong Zhentian was clearly not a benevolent figure. While there might not be mountains of corpses beneath his feet, the number of people who had died at his hands was certainly not small. Coupled with his half-step Hunyuan aura, his killing intent was by no means weaker than that of Yang Fan, the King of Assassins.

"How could he suddenly unleash his killing intent so quickly? I clearly felt it just now. Why is that?"

Although Yang Fan couldn't fully grasp Hong Zhentian's mindset, he could still guess many things based on the other's killing intent. While wondering why the other suddenly felt killing intent and then instantly withdrew it, this was clearly not the time to consider that. Because, although Hong Zhentian had withdrawn his killing intent, his attack was countless times more ruthless than before; clearly, he was using his true strength!

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the chaotic energy within Yang Fan's chaotic domain stirred slightly, and instantly, the entire sky seemed to tremble. He moved again the instant his domain moved. However, this time, Yang Fan didn't use the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, but instead directly used the Nine True Words.

"Treasure Mountain Seal!"

Accompanied by Yang Fan's shout, a vast, golden mountain suddenly appeared above his head. Within the golden light, Buddhist seals flickered, and bursts of Buddhist chants echoed—it was actually the legendary Mount Sumeru.

Boom! As soon as the Treasure Mountain Seal appeared, it pressed down directly on Hong Zhentian, seemingly intending to suppress him with the force of Mount Tai.

"Buddhist techniques? How does he know Buddhist techniques?"

With Hong Zhentian's half-step Hunyuan level knowledge, he immediately recognized the origin of Yang Fan's technique. However, it was precisely because of this that he was so surprised. You must know that Buddhist techniques are never passed on to outsiders. In addition, to cultivate Buddhist combat techniques, one must have pure Buddhist power. Those who do not believe in Buddhism cannot cultivate them at all. Therefore, apart from orthodox Buddhist disciples, no one can cultivate Buddhist combat techniques. But now, Yang Fan has used it casually. How could Hong Zhentian not be surprised?

"Explode!"

However, facing Yang Fan's Treasure Mountain Seal, Hong Zhentian was surprised, but he countered in the most direct way. He raised his hand and threw a punch.

A fist shadow rapidly expanded as his fist was thrown, reaching a size of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye. A massive fist slammed into the treasure mountain, shattering the golden Mount Sumeru like glass. Not only that, but the fist shadow, after shattering the treasure mountain seal, didn't disappear; instead, it continued its relentless assault towards Yang Fan's location.

"Lion's Roar Seal!"

As soon as the treasure mountain shattered, a majestic lion appeared above Yang Fan's head. This lion, as large as a mountain, roared and met the giant fist head-on. Ultimately, both disappeared, but no sooner had the fist shadow vanished than Hong Zhentian's fist struck again.

"Fire-Shielding Seal!"

"Fire Seal Seal!" " Conch Seal

Seal!" "

Sword Seal!"

"Single Drill Seal!"

"Three Drill Vajra Seal!"

"Loose Seal..."

Yang Fan unleashed the fourteen immovable fundamental seals of the Immovable King Seal in succession, but he found that they were utterly ineffective against Hong Zhentian. Among the techniques he cultivated, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was fierce and domineering, but it consumed an extraordinary amount of energy. In battle, one can only strike with overwhelming force; otherwise, if the battle drags on, energy will wane, leaving one vulnerable.

Hong Zhentian's cultivation level and strength are already superior to Yang Fan's. It's impossible for Yang Fan to defeat him in a short time. Therefore, the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique is clearly unsuitable for hit-and-run tactics. It must be used unexpectedly.

Besides the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique, Yang Fan's only other usable technique is the Nine True Words. Other ordinary techniques are unnecessary, as using them against his opponent would be suicidal.

However, Yang Fan currently only masters three of the Nine True Words: "Lin," "Bing," and "Dou." His knowledge of Buddhist combat techniques is also limited. Of these three, "Lin" is primarily offensive, with fourteen hand seals; "Bing" is primarily defensive, with four mantras; and "Dou" cultivates the primordial spirit, focusing on battle intent and controlling the mind. Therefore, although Yang Fan possessed the techniques of the three great mantras, he could only truly utilize the fourteen hand seals.

However, it was clearly impossible to defeat Hong Zhentian with just these fourteen hand seals. Nevertheless, through repeated use of these hand seals, Yang Fan discovered that his understanding of the Nine True Words seemed to have suddenly deepened.

Things he previously didn't understand or wasn't quite clear about now became readily apparent. Not only that, but some of the awkward parts of his techniques also became familiar. He even gained a deeper, inexplicable understanding of the Nine Syllable Mantra itself. Furthermore, he entered a rare state of spiritual clarity during the battle.

Yang Fan was unaware of the astonishment his state of spiritual clarity, his tireless use of the Nine Syllable Mantra in his fight against Hong Zhentian, had brought to Hong Zhentian.

"What kind of Buddhist combat technique is this? Shaolin mainly focuses on the Yi Jin Jing and Xi Sui Jing, cultivating the physical body, so it's clearly impossible. The Tantric school practices Tibetan methods, so that doesn't seem like it either. The only possibility is a Zen Buddhist secret technique!"

"However, since Zen Buddhism split into two, the Eastern Zen school disappeared from the martial world, while the Western Zen school consisted of a group of nuns whose practices mostly emphasized purity of mind and abstinence, so they couldn't possibly possess such domineering combat techniques. Where do these Buddhist combat techniques come from? Could they be the source of Zen Buddhism as described in Buddhist teachings: the orthodox Buddhist martial arts?"

"However, the orthodox Buddhism is Mahayana Buddhism, which emphasizes self-salvation and the salvation of others, advocating the emptiness of both self and phenomena. The Theravada Buddhism of Zen emphasizes self-salvation but not the salvation of others, advocating the emptiness of self but the existence of phenomena. In terms of the goal of practice, Theravada Buddhism takes attaining Arhatship as its highest goal. Mahayana Buddhism, on the other hand, takes 'universal salvation' as its purpose, with Buddhahood as its highest goal. But whether it's Mahayana or Theravada Buddhism, looking at all the techniques of Zen Buddhism, I've never seen such a combat technique!"

"The Buddhist sect is the only one that claims to be comparable to the legendary Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect! Right, the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect, Yang Fan's cultivation technique is also lightning-attribute, could it be…"

Thinking of a certain possibility, even with Hong Zhentian's composure, he couldn't help but be greatly shocked!

Chapter 596 [Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect]

Looking across the sacred lands of the martial world, there are twelve major sacred lands: Yin

Yang Harmony Sect, Demon Emperor Palace, Netherworld Devouring Ghost Sect, Moon Sound Sect, Hundred Flowers Sect, Zhiyu Palace, Qingxiao Dao Sect, Heavenly Heart Pavilion, Lingbao Qinxin Sect, Xiaoyao Sect, Pure Yang Sect, and Western Zen Sect. Among them, the Demon Emperor Palace and Qingxiao Dao Sect are the most prominent, consistently ranking first among the twelve. Within these twelve sacred

lands, the Demon Sect is led by the Demon Emperor Palace, while the Dao Sect is revered by the Qingxiao Dao Sect. Together, they form a vast and transcendent system within the martial world. For many years, the Demon Sect and the Dao Sect have been locked in constant conflict, yet neither has been able to truly defeat the other.

However, since the Demon Emperor's disappearance, the Demon Emperor Palace's strength has rapidly declined, far from its former glory. Conversely, the Netherworld Devouring Ghost Sect has gradually shown a tendency to replace the Demon Emperor Palace in recent years.

As for the Dao Sect, although the Qingxiao Dao Sect is the strongest, because it primarily cultivates Daoism, which is very similar to Buddhism, it rarely interferes in the affairs of the martial world. On the contrary, the Chunyang Sect has always been more active.

However, everyone, including the Demonic Sect, the Daoist Sect, and the Twelve Holy Lands, knows that the true holy land of the martial world is not any of them, but the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect, which has always been known by name but never seen in reality!

The Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect, judging from its name, is known for its focus on swordsmanship. The people of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect are known as sword cultivators and are even called sword immortals by the people of the martial world.

These sword cultivators use their swords to control thunder, learn the laws of heaven and earth through wind and thunder, and enter the Dao by connecting with the art of nature. They cultivate year-round in blessed lands and grotto-heavens, using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to their advantage. Whether it is the Nirvana Holy Fire or the Nine Nether Thunder, they can control it. Therefore, in the martial world, no one can match their ability to destroy the earth!

The people of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect have always been extremely mysterious. They never walk in the world on ordinary days, and only send out outstanding disciples to train every hundred years. This has almost become a historical inevitability, and each appearance of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect foreshadows a new era of bloodshed in the martial world. The emergence of Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect disciples inevitably heralds a golden age for the martial world!

However, what truly shocked the world and cemented the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect's place in history was the era of the Dragon-Slaying Calamity and the birth of the Demon Emperor. At that time, the Demon Emperor was arguably the most powerful figure in the world, overwhelming all the holy lands. His decrees were obeyed without question by all heroes.

During the Dragon-Slaying Calamity, although the Demon Emperor was besieged by the various holy lands, they not only failed to gain the upper hand but were actually suppressed by him. Had it not been for the Dragon-Slaying Calamity, the holy lands might have already been annihilated by the Demon Emperor.

And it was at this moment that the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect appeared. This time, it was a couple who, for reasons unknown, confronted the Demon Emperor. They fought for seven days and seven nights, neither able to gain the upper hand. Just then, the woman in the couple was nearing childbirth, and this gave the Demon Emperor a slight advantage.

Ultimately, the female disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect went into premature labor, leading to her being suppressed by the Demon Emperor. However, at the crucial moment, two disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect fought desperately, severely injuring the Demon Emperor and forcing him to use his self-created supreme secret technique, Demon Emperor Disintegration*. Although he successfully escaped the pursuit and snatched the newborn child, the Demon Emperor completely disappeared afterward, never to be seen again in the martial world.

This battle, seemingly won by the Demon Emperor, came at a heavy price. His opponent suffered no loss other than the newborn child. Moreover, this did not affect people's evaluation of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect; it was precisely because of the Demon Emperor's previous dominance that the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect's unparalleled reputation was established.

Human psychology is like this: if someone is always powerful, people may fear them, but they won't react much. However, if someone stronger suddenly appears and defeats them... Then, the person who appears next will instill even greater fear in everyone.

The world doesn't know much about the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect. The only thing they know is that their cultivation methods are all lightning-attribute, and everyone carries a longsword. It's important to understand that lightning-attribute cultivation methods are extremely rare, and lightning-attribute martial artists are almost nonexistent. Although lightning-attribute methods are incredibly powerful, those who can truly cultivate them are pitifully few. Therefore, lightning-attribute methods have almost become the hallmark of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect. No

wonder Hong Zhentian would connect Yang Fan with the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect. Previously, there was no such connection because it wasn't yet the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect's once-every-hundred-year training period, and secondly, the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect was too mysterious; few people would regularly link them together.

However, Yang Fan's current actions are making Hong Zhentian increasingly convinced that there is an inevitable connection between the two. Both Yang Fan's displayed talent and his cultivation methods have aroused Hong Zhentian's utmost suspicion. The only thing that puzzled Hong Zhentian was how Yang Fan, if a member of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect, could possess Buddhist combat techniques.

"It's time to end this!"

Having fought this far, Hong Zhentian had lost all will to continue. He truly didn't know how much confidence he would have left if the fight continued. Although Yang Fan's cultivation level was much lower than his, the opponent's combat power and his endless stream of techniques were making him increasingly dwindle in confidence. He had already made his decision; there was no need to continue.

Boom! Accompanying Hong Zhentian's voice, the water domain behind him suddenly shone brightly. Streams of azure light shot out from it, forming azure armor on Hong Zhentian's body. Simultaneously, the entire sea surface erupted in a violent storm, with towering waves.

At this moment, Hong Zhentian finally unleashed his full power, maximizing the strength of his water domain. Huge waves swept across the heavens and earth. In this moment, Hong Zhentian transformed into the true master of the entire sea, unleashing unparalleled combat power.

The moment Hong Zhentian fully unleashed his domain, Yang Fan felt an immense increase in pressure. The oppressive force that he had just resisted with his own domain pressed down on him once more. Moreover, this time, its power was many times greater than before. He knew that with his current strength, he was simply no match for the opponent's domain.

Only now did Yang Fan truly understand the gap between himself and his opponent. He had thought that even if he couldn't defeat his opponent, he wouldn't lose too badly. Although he knew his opponent had been holding back, Yang Fan still hadn't expected that the gap between them was still insurmountable. If his opponent went all out, he wouldn't be able to withstand more than a few waves.

"This is the strength of a half-step Hunyuan? It seems I'm still too weak. I thought that after comprehending my domain, I could put up a fight, but now it seems... Never mind, I'm not fighting anymore!"

Thinking this, Yang Fan decided to stop.

*Ling!* The moment Yang Fan finished speaking, the oppressive force that had been pressing down on him suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the sea, which had been turbulent just a moment ago, suddenly calmed down, as if the entire sky had frozen in that instant. Yang Fan felt the pressure suddenly disappear, and he felt countless times lighter.

This made Yang Fan realize the gap between them again. Putting aside everything else, the opponent's ability to control his power so freely was something he couldn't do.

"Haha, why did you stop fighting?"

After withdrawing his oppressive aura, Hong Zhentian smiled and asked Yang Fan.

"It's pointless. I can't beat you no matter what I do. Rather than wasting time here, I might as well go home and sleep!"

Seeing the other party's smiling expression, Yang Fan said indifferently. He showed no frustration at defeating his opponent, because in his view, being able to hold out for so long against a half-step Hunyuan expert was already something to be proud of, and there was no need to be frustrated.

"Hehe, actually, you've already done quite well. Don't feel anything special. To tell you the truth, there aren't many people in the world who can hold out against me, Hong Zhentian, for so long. The fact that I had to use all my strength to subdue you is already remarkable. There are very few people in the world who can match you!" "

Is that so?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he didn't say anything.

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's thoughts, Hong Zhentian laughed, "Don't think I'm just making excuses. With your current realm, you're only at the second level of the Returning Void Realm, but your true combat strength is enough to rival that of a seventh or eighth level Returning Void Realm expert. Even a ninth level Returning Void Realm expert wouldn't be without a fighting chance. You should know, I'm not bragging, but people like me, although only half a step into the Primordial Chaos Realm, are still somewhat connected to it. Even if it's just a tiny connection, it's already a completely different realm from the Returning Void Realm!"

"That's true!"

Shaking his head, Yang Fan didn't want to dwell on the matter any longer. Regardless, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap compared to before. To possess the combat strength of a ninth level Returning Void Realm expert at the second level—historically speaking, such a thing is rare, if not uncommon.

After exchanging some martial arts insights with Hong Zhentian, Yang Fan took his leave. After all, he had been out for so long, and Shen Ruolan and the others must be getting impatient.

Watching Yang Fan leave, Hong Zhentian didn't reveal his true thoughts. Firstly, it wasn't the right time, and secondly, although he had made his decision, the Green Gang and the White Lotus Sect hadn't settled things yet. While the three were essentially one entity, they still needed to negotiate on some major strategic matters.

With Yang Fan's current cultivation level, while he couldn't teleport thousands of miles like Hong Zhentian, moving a few miles was no problem. Moreover, at his speed, once he determined his direction, returning to Hong Kong from the sea wouldn't take too long.

Back at the hotel, Yang Fan found Nalan Qingcheng and Shen Ruolan absent; instead, Zhenzi was standing alone in her room, lost in thought.

"Zhenzi, what are you thinking about?"

Afraid of startling her, Yang Fan couldn't help but remind her as soon as he entered. After spending so much time together, his feelings for this young Japanese girl were no longer the playful attitude he once had; unconsciously, he had begun to care about her.

"Young Master, you're back!"

Seeing Yang Fan, Zhenzi was initially delighted, but then her face flushed red. She lowered her head and whispered, "No, no, I... I just had a sore foot. I wasn't used to standing, so I sat down!"

She pouted and gave Yang Fan an excuse that made him both laugh and cry. Sore feet and sitting? Did such logic even exist? Everyone else sat down to rest when their feet hurt, but she couldn't sit because her feet hurt!

Of course, Yang Fan didn't expose her, otherwise it wouldn't be fun. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he stood up and walked to Zhenzi's side, saying, "Oh? Your foot's uncomfortable? Let me see what's wrong. I happen to know a little about medicine!"

The moment Yang Fan spoke, he had already squatted down, and before she could react, he had grabbed one of her delicate feet and removed her high heel.

"No... no!"

By the time Zhenzi realized what was happening, her two feet were already exposed, and one of them was already in Yang Fan's hand, being played with wantonly!

Yang Fan's large hands roamed over Zhenzi's delicate feet, sometimes sliding from her plump, rounded toes to the barely visible instep, sometimes from her thick, tender sole to her smooth, lovely heel… He showed no intention of examining her, only playing with her!

"Young…Young Master, no…don't!"

Zhenzi cupped her face in her hands, hiding the blush that kept appearing, weakly protesting.

But how could her feeble protest stop Yang Fan? With each inch of Zhenzi's skin he touched, Yang Fan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration! Smooth, tender, fragrant, and soft—all four qualities a perfect pair of jade feet should possess were present in Zhenzi's beautiful feet! Nothing

that could potentially harm a woman's skin left a trace on Zhenzi's jade feet. Such perfect jade feet were almost beyond the realm of the mortal; they were exquisite works of art crafted by the hands of heaven!

The most suitable feet to hold and admire are not the lotus-like feet that have just emerged from the water after a bath, nor are they jade feet partially covered by stockings that conceal the touch of the skin. They must possess the four essential qualities of perfect jade feet. Most importantly, these feet must have just broken free from the constraints of stockings!

Yes, jade feet encased in stockings may obscure the pleasant feel of the skin, but without the tightness of stockings, there would be no trace of sweat remaining. Holding

those jade feet would create a feeling of wanting more, but not quite enough. However, Sadako's jade feet had just been unarmed by Yang Fan. The white stockings were casually tossed aside, but not too far.

A faint, almost imperceptible scent of sweat wafted from Yang Fan's nose as it drew closer to Sadako's delicate foot, enticing his sense of smell and sending stimulating signals to his brain...

Chapter 597 [Intimate Contact]

The intimate skin-to-skin contact, a fleeting touch, was brief. Yang Fan's nose and Sadako's foot touched for only a moment before Yang Fan deliberately pulled them apart.

That tiny, electric touch felt like a mind-blowing explosion, countless currents of electricity pushing their hearts to their limits and causing their muscles to tremble, coursing through every part of their bodies. They both stiffened, their eyes filled with a blissful, intoxicating satisfaction.

The almost-touching, the fleeting touch—this kind of teasing was most effective at stimulating the deepest desires between a man and a woman. As Yang Fan repeated the same action again and again, their breathing gradually became heavier.

When a woman is aroused, her cheeks often flush, her eyes become hazy and misty, her whole body goes limp and her limbs feel weak. Only one place will twitch intentionally or unintentionally, with a speed comparable to an electric motor. That place is the woman's plump buttocks!

Sadako unconsciously lifted her pert buttocks slightly, trying her best to get closer to Yang Fan, but because her feet were held in Yang Fan's hands, her movements were inevitably restricted, and she couldn't easily achieve her goal.

"No!"

Her will to resist had been gradually eroded as her feet changed shape in Yang Fan's hands for a long time. Even at this moment, her soft moan of "no" carried a hint of ambiguous provocation.

Yang Fan touched every inch of Sadako's jade feet, and touched them countless times with various parts of his body. Of course, his proud presence, which made mature women scream, virgins blush, and captivated countless women, was also present.

Being held by a man she wasn't particularly familiar with, teasing her again and again, already made Sadako quite ashamed, but this level of shame was clearly far from the limit. Because, that despicable guy Yang Fan actually pressed her jade feet, her poor little feet, against his shameful place!

The fiery touch, like boiling water splashed on her feet, instantly dominated Sadako's sensory responses. That slightly rough, slightly smooth, slightly hot, slightly strange sensation instantly numbed her brain, leaving her almost unable to react otherwise. She could only mechanically rub her feet back and forth, following Yang Fan's movements.

The smoothness of Sadako's jade-like feet clearly exceeded Yang Fan's expectations. His admiring gaze, his almost convulsively clenched hands, and his satisfied, lewd expression all revealed this.

"Wow! So smooth!"

Yang Fan's sincere praise, however, sounded to Sadako more shameful than the most vulgar words from the most obscene people. She wanted nothing more than to kick him to the ground and stomp on him.

Sadako thought this way, and seemed ready to do it, but she was a step too slow for Yang Fan. Just as she bent her knees, preparing to unleash a two-pronged attack on him, Yang Fan unexpectedly touched the sole of her foot with his tongue!

"Mmm..."

A soft gasp, mixed with panic and confusion, yet also incredibly excited, escaped Sadako's lips. Her complex expression was like a jumble of emotions, a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty—all five flavors combined!

Sadako couldn't quite pinpoint her feelings. There seemed to be a hint of annoyance, but not enough to make her furious. There was also a touch of panic, yet within that panic, there was something reassuring. What

she found most unbelievable was that when Yang Fan's tongue touched the sole of her foot, she uncontrollably became wet... That incredibly shameful physiological reaction left her mind completely blank!

Yang Fan held Sadako's delicate feet in his hands, the size of the gap between her legs entirely up to him. If he wanted, he could easily peer through the gap at her full breasts hidden beneath the black lace, and even intently observe the few playful pubic hairs...

But Yang Fan hadn't done so. Things too easily obtained never arouse much interest, and Yang Fan's actions were understandable. However, when Sadako's body became wet, and she unconsciously curled her legs and closed her knees, trying to conceal her shameful physical reaction, Yang Fan's interest was piqued again.

The beauty's unusual reaction clearly indicated something interesting had happened, and since it was so intriguing, how could Yang Fan easily let it pass?

So, Yang Fan naturally applied pressure to Sadako's feet, suppressing her leg-closing movements. After a struggle, Sadako was completely defeated by Yang Fan. Not only could she not close her legs, but she also lost ground, her private parts wide open, completely exposed to Yang Fan's eyes!

"Huh? Why does it look a little wet?"

Yang Fan only glanced at her and immediately noticed the reason for Sadako's overwhelming shyness. Faced with the beautiful woman's blushing and almost bleeding reaction, he not only did not stop, but also said words that made Sadako even more embarrassed.

Sadako could not stop her shyness, and could not break free from Yang Fan's grasp. She could only bury her face in the sand like an ostrich, trying to hide her shyness.

The beautiful woman's overwhelming shyness was really tempting. Yang Fan's hands uncontrollably left Sadako's jade feet and began to trace her heels, moving upwards against the flow.

The satisfaction derived merely from gliding his hands over the woman's incredibly smooth skin was clearly insufficient. So, Yang Fan naturally embraced Sadako's legs and pressed himself against her.

The neat uniform was pressed into wrinkles, creating a sense of impropriety upon closer inspection. Yang Fan's chest pressed forcefully against Sadako's breasts, almost half his weight resting on them.

Pressed down by the man on top of her, Sadako let out soft, labored breaths. Her small hands tried to push against Yang Fan's body, attempting to push him away, but these movements were weak. A

fiery breath, along with the man's lips, pressed tightly against Sadako's full lips, launching a fierce assault until her lips were swollen and red. Her defenses crumbled, and she could no longer resist Yang Fan's tongue's relentless penetration. Only then did Yang Fan cease his advance.

As Sadako's lips were breached, Yang Fan's strange claws suddenly entered her inner thighs. Her sensitive areas received the message of invasion at the same time her mouth was occupied.

"Ugh...uh..."

A series of indistinct sounds gurgled from Sadako's mouth. Her will was almost giving up its last resistance; even the situation before her, clearly different from her initial intentions, had long been forgotten.

The girl, her consciousness already somewhat blurred, slowly began to writhe, moan, and rub against Yang Fan like a wanton woman. Without thinking, she was completely subconscious, using every part of her body capable of pleasure to press tightly against Yang Fan's writhing movements.

Each friction brought her various indescribable sensations. This strange beauty of feeling powerless, as if walking on thin ice, captivated her entire being, making her deeply immersed and unable to extricate herself!

The repeated, repeated shy reactions were more alluring than any naked temptation. Yang Fan could no longer endure the slow foreplay and violently tugged at Sadako's clothes, his strength so great that he didn't care if the clothes were torn.

Sadako was startled awake by Yang Fan's sudden movement, her eyes regaining some clarity. Realizing her current situation, she instinctively withdrew her hands, clutching her neckline and the hem of her skirt, resisting Yang Fan's invasion.

In a battle between men and women, the weaker party, if unable to decisively utilize their advantage, often ends up in a futile struggle with strikingly similar outcomes. As it turned out, Sadako's clutching of her neckline was equally futile, because Yang Fan had no intention of a direct assault. He cleverly used the gaps in Sadako's clothes, reaching inside and targeting her sensitive areas.

Sadako's clutching of her collar and the hem of her skirt, combined with Yang Fan's sudden, unexpected move, didn't resemble the resistance of a chaste and virtuous woman, but rather the allure of a prostitute!

There is no love without a reason in this world, just as there is no hate without a reason. To make a woman fall in love with you, you must possess qualities that attract others. Whether it's appearance, wealth, or even just crude force, as long as it can stir a woman's heart, that's enough.

Sadako and Yang Fan's first meeting was supposed to be a simple young lady running away from home, but unexpectedly, instead of using Yang Fan, she was taken advantage of. For a girl who grew up in a wealthy family, she had seen many, many dirty, chaotic, and dark things. However, seeing them doesn't necessarily mean experiencing them.

Half-forced and half-coaxed by Yang Fan, Sadako swallowed his fifth limb. She felt anger, humiliation, and hatred, but also a slight sense of unease and confusion. Providing such a service to a stranger might mean a unique and incredibly arousing experience for a woman craving excitement, or for a nonconformist girl. But for a wealthy young lady, it was more about intense, uncontrollable hatred.

If it had only happened once, Sadako's hatred for Yang Fan might have developed in two ways: either she would have gradually forgotten him over time, until his image disappeared from her mind, or her hatred would have intensified until she found a way to kill him to extinguish the hatred in her heart.

The problem was, they met again and again. Although there were many differences from their first encounter, the result… was strikingly similar to the first.

As a woman, experiencing this repeatedly inevitably leads to subtle psychological changes. Girls' minds are sensitive and fickle, and Yang Fan found it difficult to grasp their nuances. Therefore, his attitude towards her had never reached the level of love. But today, perhaps things would be different…

Yang Fan had seen and tasted many beautiful women, but foreign ones were rare. This was why he had such high expectations for Sadako this time.

In fact, racially speaking, the Japanese and Chinese weren't that different, but the numerous heinous crimes committed by the Japanese had tainted them with a disgusting facade, making them easily distinguishable from the Chinese. It was impossible for

Yang Fan to have become so lustful because of Sadako's beauty or because he had spent some time with her that he had completely forgotten the nation's tarnished past.

It was precisely because of their historical misdeeds, coupled with the clumsy behavior of people like Yagyu Saburo and the Inoue family, that at this crucial moment, Yang Fan's mind was still preoccupied with these seemingly unrelated things.

Thinking about these things during a moment of passion seemed somewhat detrimental. However, Yang Fan couldn't help but think about them; he was never the kind of man who would leave his seed everywhere and then abandon it. He was never a man who would act without considering feelings, like taking off his pants and going straight for something.

When he was about to have a relationship with a woman, it was always because he liked her, and she liked him back; it was a natural progression for them to become a couple.

Girls' minds are sensitive and changeable, and Qin Di found it difficult to grasp their nuances. Therefore, his attitude towards her had never reached the level of love. But today, perhaps things would be different. Even if ten years, or even a hundred years later, Yang Fan might not love Zhenzi the way he loved other women, at least in his heart, he had developed a little love for her.

"Is a girl with such a simple mind really that complicated? Don't think too highly of others, but don't think too badly of everyone either! Even if she really has something wrong, can she hide it for a year, or even ten?"

Thinking this way, Yang Fan's doubts seemed to vanish.

If it were anyone else, facing Sadako's turtle-like defense, it might have taken some effort. But for Yang Fan, her actions seemed to be actively providing him with convenience. His hand could slip inside her skirt with a small movement, and her intense reactions brought him into full contact with her sensitive skin.

A fortress is always most easily breached from within. Having already secured a favorable position, Yang Fan, with just a little effort, tore a large hole in Sadako's two business suits, leaving them tattered and hanging precariously against her skin, barely clinging to her body.

The more noble and elegant the uniform, the more it evokes the urge to tear it apart, to trample on authority, to desecrate sanctity—what ultimate sense of accomplishment could one achieve? From the very beginning of class, it has been deeply buried in the human soul. However, these feelings are usually suppressed by reason or morality, and are not easily expressed...

Chapter 598 [Soy Milk and Fried Dough Sticks]

"Young Master... your eyes are so strange!"

Undoubtedly, lolis are always incredibly perceptive of a man's gaze. Although they don't quite understand what that gaze represents, they can still sense something unpleasant within it. Sadako, in particular, is very sensitive to this kind of gaze. Seeing that Yang Fan wasn't as difficult to get along with as she had imagined, she felt somewhat relieved.

Yang Fan chuckled, grabbed Sadako's slightly evasive waist, and said, "What's strange about it? I was just eager to treat you to soy milk!"

"Young Master!"

Sadako's face immediately turned red past her ears, her gaze towards Yang Fan both alluring and resentful. She didn't dislike eating certain stick-shaped objects with a special smell; in fact, through long-term habit, she had even come to enjoy that particular activity.

But constantly eating the same things while neglecting a certain part of her body always made her feel uncomfortable. Especially that itchy, unbearable feeling, like being scratched by a cat but unable to get rid of it, always kept her awake at night. And that wasn't all; especially after experiencing the wonderful sensation, having to look but not have it made the emptiness even more pronounced.

Yang Fan was sometimes very perceptive, and sometimes quite oblivious. As a man, he also had some common male flaws. He often failed to accurately grasp women's sensitive and fickle thoughts, especially since they were always used to disguise their true feelings. This made it even easier for a careless man like Yang Fan to overlook them.

"Why are you looking at me with such a resentful expression? Not satisfied with just soy milk? Want some fried dough sticks? No problem, as many as you want!"

Yang Fan hooked Sadako's round chin, grinning mischievously.

"Young Master, you're so naughty!"

The pretty girl rolled her eyes at Yang Fan shyly, but dared not meet his extremely audacious gaze. She could only lower her head timidly like a quail.

Yang Fan feigned surprise, saying, "Inviting you for soy milk and fried dough sticks, so it's still my fault?"

"Young Master isn't a good person...you...you didn't just invite me for soy milk and fried dough sticks, you clearly...clearly wanted me to help you with that!"

The girl was clearly easily teased and didn't understand the meaning of Yang Fan's joke, hurriedly looking up to explain.

Unexpectedly, this was exactly what Yang Fan wanted: "Help me with which? Why did you stop halfway through?"

"That...that's it! What else could it be?"

Under Yang Fan's persistent advances, Zhenzi quickly lost her composure. How could she, a girl, say those words?

Although Japanese women were generally open-minded, not all of them were like that. At least...she was relatively traditional! Sadako harbored a deep, resentful resentment, but unfortunately, these resentments, though on the tip of her tongue, couldn't be expressed in words. So, she could only glare at Yang Fan, her eyes reddening.

"Oh? You want to cry already? Fine! Fine! Fine! If you don't want to say it, then don't. Come to think of it, I'm the one who profited. I treated you to soy milk and fried dough sticks, and you treated me to abalone. This deal is quite a bargain!"

"Young Master!"

Teasingly teased by Yang Fan again, Sadako no longer had any thoughts of tears, only shyness remained. She hugged Yang Fan's arm, shaking it vigorously, really just trying to be coquettish.

That long, charming, and sweet "Young Master" sounded to Yang Fan's ears, more comfortable than taking a cool shower on a hot day. Every pore on his body felt open by that sweet call, every pore overflowing with a pleasant sensation.

Yang Fan had no more patience to calm the girl down. He impulsively grabbed her arm and stormed into the bedroom like a wolf. Yes, he stormed in! He didn't even have time to properly open the door; he just rammed in.

"Ouch!"

Thrown onto the soft, bouncy bed, Sadako felt no pain whatsoever. Her cry was merely an instinctive reaction to shyness. Seeing Yang Fan rubbing his hands together, ready to jump on her, the young girl, who had always felt a longing and desire for something, suddenly hesitated.

"You… what do you want to do, young master?"

Sadako clutched the collar of her shirt, her legs pressed together, trying to shrink back.

Yang Fan's gaze involuntarily fell on her neck, chest, and thighs. For some reason, Sadako was wearing a men's long shirt and a short skirt, but nothing underneath.

It must be said, many times, when a woman wears a man's shirt, it's really… incredibly alluring! The girl hesitated because of shyness, and because of hesitation, she became timid; because of timidity, she became even more alluring. Her hands gripped the collar, trying to prevent even a glimpse of her full breasts from showing.

Unfortunately, while she was focused on the top, she couldn't focus on the bottom. Those smooth, white, long, and alluring thighs seemed to reach directly into Yang Fan's heart, each twist teasing him.

His gaze fell on her feet, and Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh in admiration. A girl's feet are different from an adult's. They are so rounded and translucent. The white, thick skin shows no veins, yet gives an almost transparent feel. A contradictory feeling, but… it's incredibly tempting. It gives one the urge to hold them in one's hands and put them in one's mouth.

Especially having clearly tasted those small feet before, seeing them now is even more irresistible! Yang Fan couldn't resist reaching out and touching those tempting little feet. A gentle touch, and he was moved by the touch that softened his heart. Zhenzi, naturally, was even more embarrassed. She had never imagined that just having Yang Fan pinch her foot would make her so aroused.

This feeling was truly… incredibly shameful. So, hesitation turned into shyness… and she became too ashamed to face anyone. Sadako couldn't help but cover her face, as if doing so would spare her from this embarrassing scene.

The beauty of love lies in the pursuit. If everything is achieved in one step, it may be pleasurable, but it lacks the lasting charm. Even though Coco was already in her heart, Sadako still unconsciously resisted Yang Fan's advances. Yang Fan, far from being annoyed by her resistance, became even more interested.

Taking someone down is a long-term task; it requires constant attention, day after day, month after month. If one is not careful, the cooked duck may fly away. Therefore, Yang Fan persevered, indulging in this wonderful journey of taking someone down, unwilling to extricate himself.

But when Yang Fan's warm, moist lips landed on Sadako's delicate little feet, her heart softened instantly. All the past events flashed before her eyes like a movie. In the end, they all transformed into the scene before her.

"Mmm..."

Sadako let out a very embarrassing murmur, twisting her legs tightly, grabbing a pillow, and burying her head under it.

At first, Yang Fan was a little puzzled, wondering what was wrong with her. Soon, he got the precise information from the reactions transmitted through her skin. He never expected that just kissing her little feet would bring her to an orgasm! Surprised, Yang Fan felt a bit amused and exasperated.

Indeed, the world is full of surprises. He'd heard of women's sensitive areas being the breasts, the buttocks, earlobes, even G-spots—Yang Fan had witnessed countless such cases. His lovers all had different sensitive areas, but he'd never encountered one on the feet before!

To say it was the first time wouldn't be entirely true. For example, He Liping's bound feet were also sensitive, but not nearly as sensitive as Sadako's. No wonder her defenses crumbled completely the moment he touched her feet at the coffee shop. Yang Fan hadn't known the reason at first, but now he understood.

However, Yang Fan was also very fortunate. By sheer chance, he had found Sadako's sensitive spot on his first try. Otherwise, even if he had managed to take advantage last time, it probably wouldn't have been so easy to completely seduce her!

Yang Fan hadn't initially thought he'd be so interested in uniforms, but when Sadako's appearance came into his view—that broken nobility, that shameful sanctity—was so contradictory, yet incredibly stimulating. He realized that the allure of uniforms was so exciting!

Sometimes, women look better dressed than naked. Among these clothes, besides lingerie, uniforms are naturally the most arousing.

Naturally, Yang Fan didn't remove all of Sadako's clothes. He simply widened two more openings in her tattered uniform, allowing her full breasts to break free from some of the unnecessary constraints. As for the lower half of the uniform, Yang Fan had no interest in tearing it; he simply gentlemanly removed half of her lace panties…

After some maneuvering, most of Sadako's breasts, including her alluring nipples, were completely exposed to the air, yet restrained by the not-quite-torn uniform and her original bra cups, displaying themselves in a very upright, slightly deformed, peculiar shape before Yang Fan.

And her lace panties were more like being pulled off than removed. Because Yang Fan didn't use the normal top-to-bottom method, but rather an unconventional left-to-right approach.

The biggest advantage of this was that it greatly stimulated the woman's sensitive areas, allowing her to experience a different kind of pleasure sooner, in a very subtle way!

Having dealt with Sadako's uniform, Yang Fan could no longer bear the localized congestion in his body. He quickly stripped off all his clothes, preparing to march into the Central Plains…

“Young Master… wait!”

However, at this crucial moment, Sadako suddenly stopped Yang Fan with her small hand. At this moment, her eyes were almost dripping with tears, and her snow-white skin was covered with a pink mist, clearly aroused, yet her gaze was extremely resolute!

Yang Fan was about to draw his sword to attack, but was stopped by Sadako at this moment. Although her strength posed no threat to him at all, he did not stop, but paused.

“Young… Young Master, could you grant me a small request?”

Seeing that Yang Fan was not angry, Sadako was slightly relieved, but still asked timidly.

“Oh? What request?”

Although Yang Fan did not say anything on the surface, he was somewhat displeased. If she wanted to ask him to do something he didn't want to do based on this moment, then Yang Fan would have to reconsider his attitude towards Sadako. This wasn't for any other reason, but if Sadako wanted to use this opportunity to get him to do something for Yagyu Saburo, Yang Fan would definitely leave her without hesitation, because he couldn't let a woman whose heart wasn't with him stay by his side.

"Young Master, don't be angry, Sadako didn't mean to upset you. Sadako just wanted to tell you, could you... could you bear with it? Sadako's body... can't!"

Although Sadako was simple-minded, she immediately sensed that something was wrong with Yang Fan, because the hand that had been holding her small foot had actually let go. You know, he liked her there the most...

"Oh, is that so?"

Not hearing what he least wanted to hear, Yang Fan held her lotus foot again and asked softly.

"Yes, Young Master, you know that, I... I..."

At this point, Sadako became hesitant.

"What?"

As Sadako spoke, Yang Fan did not stop. He not only released both of their restraints, but also sheathed his longsword. As he asked the question, he slightly strained his waist...

"I...oh..."

Sadako's words trailed off as Yang Fan's actions abruptly stopped her. Her voice became strange, as if she were bracing herself for Yang Fan's advances, but the scoundrel had fallen silent after entering.

Glancing at Yang Fan with a mixture of resentment and sullenness, Sadako bit her tongue to clear her head before continuing, "There's something unclean inside me, young master, you can't. Although I want to give it to you, it will harm you..."

As she spoke, Sadako playfully twisted her waist, unaware that this movement would not only elicit a soft cry from her but also bring Yang Fan back to his senses.

"Little girl, can't wait any longer?"

Sensing Sadako's movement, Yang Fan smiled slightly. He was pleased that she was still concerned about him at this time. Although the Gu poison was nothing to him now—he could easily eliminate it with a slight use of his domain power—Sadako's actions deeply moved him.

At the same time, Yang Fan lowered his waist and exerted a sudden, unstoppable force, violently ramming into Sadako's tender area... almost sending her soul flying!

Chapter 599 [Cure the Gu]

Boom! The moment his lower body moved, the power of his domain was activated simultaneously. Sadako, caught up in passion, didn't notice that bursts of white light suddenly appeared on Yang Fan's bare skin. Then, like lightning, that white light traveled along his body and entered her lower body.

Simultaneously, Yang Fan's will also entered Sadako's body again along with that power. Although Sadako hadn't actually had sex with him, Yang Fan was very familiar with her body structure. Therefore, as soon as his will entered her body, he found the source of the problem.

Seeing the constantly multiplying Gu poison, Yang Fan almost didn't think twice; his domain power suddenly activated, instantly refining all the Gu poison completely!

Not to mention that with his current cultivation level, refining these Gu poisons would be effortless for him. Even before, the reason he hesitated to act wasn't due to insufficient strength, but rather his fear of inadvertently injuring his opponent. However, after his significant advancement in strength, Yang Fan's understanding of domain power and spatial power had reached a level incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Therefore, controlling his power to do this small thing was not difficult at all. Moreover, his Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was inherently a supremely yang true qi, a natural nemesis of Yin poisons like Gu poisons, making it perfect for dealing with them…

The girl hesitated because of shyness, and because of her hesitation, she became timid, and because of her timidity, she became even more alluring. Her hands covered her chest, preventing even a glimpse of her full breasts from showing. Unfortunately, while she was focused on the upper part, she couldn't attend to the lower part.

Those smooth, white, long, and alluring thighs seemed to reach directly into Yang Fan's heart, teasing him with every twist and turn.

While dealing with the Gu poison within Sadako's body, Yang Fan's gaze fell upon her feet. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration. A girl's feet are different from an adult's.

They are so rounded and translucent. The white, thick skin of her feet shows no visible veins, yet they give an almost transparent feeling. It's a contradictory feeling, but... it's incredibly alluring, giving one the urge to hold them in one's hands and put them in one's mouth.

Yang Fan couldn't resist reaching out and touching those alluring little feet. Just a gentle touch, and he couldn't help but be moved by the touch that could soften one's heart.

Sadako, naturally, was even more overwhelmed. She had never imagined that just having Yang Fan pinch her feet would make her so aroused. This feeling was truly... incredibly shameful.

Thus, hesitation turned into shyness... into shame to be seen. Sadako couldn't help but cover her face, as if by doing so, she could avoid facing this shameful scene.

At this moment, however, Yang Fan hesitated... hesitating even when he was so close, he didn't go in.

Sadako couldn't help but lift her little bottom, trying to help Yang Fan. Normally, she'd never felt embarrassed holding Yang Fan's large member, but this time, she lacked the courage to hold it, as if just a touch would suck her soul in.

Even seasoned veterans might not be able to penetrate a virgin on the first try. The result would either be hitting the wrong spot or causing serious injury—a mistake no wise person would make. A novice like Sadako, with only theoretical experience and no practical skills, couldn't possibly win over her long-awaited guest with just her body movements.

So, she was in pain!

After several unsuccessful attempts, Sadako finally snapped, grabbing Yang Fan's large member and placing it at her entrance, then smugly snorted, "I'll let you run! I'll let you run! Still trying to run? I'll drown you!"

Hearing the girl's innocent words, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile.

"Is such a simple-minded girl really that complicated? Don't think too highly of others, but don't think too badly of everyone either! Even if she really has something wrong, can she hide it for a year, or even ten?"

Thinking this way, the doubts in his heart seemed to vanish. Seeing how hard Sadako was waiting, Yang Fan no longer hesitated and, following the direction her hand was guiding, thrust forward...

"Ah! No! I'm not coming!"

Sadako couldn't believe that using her hands and mouth was such a wonderful thing, but when the big thing she longed for entered, it would be so painful!

"Not coming?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh. This girl was really naive!

"Since you say you're not coming, then fine, I'm not coming!"

When he went in, Yang Fan felt sorry for Sadako, thinking: a short pain is better than a long one, so after the head went in, he pushed in more than halfway at once. Now, when he pulled out, it would be very uncomfortable.

A virgin's body has strong contractions, and when Yang Fan entered, she completely enveloped him. Moving forward wasn't too difficult, thanks to the lubrication of her bodily fluids.

However, withdrawing was quite challenging, especially considering the size of his large member, when the lubrication wasn't plentiful.

"Hiss! Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Sadako looked at Yang Fan with teary eyes, saying, "Young Master, why does it hurt even when I withdraw? What should we do?"

Yang Fan chuckled inwardly, but outwardly feigned helplessness, saying, "If you keep moving forward, a little pain is fine, but it's not a big deal."

"Well, if that's the case, let's continue! Please be gentle, Young Master, please."

Sadako bit her lower lip, pleading with Yang Fan through her tearful eyes.

Being looked at like that by the little girl, Yang Fan felt somewhat guilty. Perhaps it would have been better if he had explained things to Sadako beforehand. Come to think of it, it was also her own fault; not only was her hymen thicker than others, but it was also quite resilient.

Yang Fan had noticed the anomaly when he investigated the Dao Gu worms last time, but out of a selfish desire to test her, he didn't tell her. If she didn't genuinely want to be with Yang Fan, no matter how cunning she was, she would definitely harbor some resentment towards him at this time. But she didn't, not at all.

Doesn't that explain things? There's no love without a reason, just as there's no hate without a reason. To make a woman fall in love with you, you need to have attractive qualities, whether it's appearance, wealth, or even just crude strength—as long as you can move a woman's heart, that's enough.

There's a story that goes like this: A hunter went hunting in the mountains and encountered a female bear. He fought her, but was defeated and raped. Shamed and indignant, the hunter went down the mountain to hone his skills. A month later, he went back up the mountain to fight the bear again, but was defeated once more and raped once more. Shamed and indignant again, he went down the mountain to hone his skills once more, and a month later, he went up the mountain a third time to fight the bear, and the result… he was raped again.

Then, the great female bear uttered a profound philosophical statement that shocked the world: "You bear, did you come here to hunt, or to sell your body?"

Sadako felt that her relationship with Yang Fan was like that of a hunter and a bear, the only difference being that she was the hunter… and Yang Fan was the bear! As a woman, frequently experiencing such things inevitably leads to subtle psychological changes. Especially after Yang Fan and the Yagyu family became adversaries, Sadako suddenly realized that following Yang Fan might not be so bad.

A girl's mind is sensitive and fickle, and Yang Fan had difficulty understanding it. Therefore, his attitude towards her had never reached the level of love.

But today, perhaps the situation would be different.

Even if Yang Fan doesn't love Zhenzi the way he loves other women ten or even a hundred years from now, at least in his heart, he has developed a little love for her.

Zhenzi has never hated anything as much as she does now. The object of her hatred is none other than her own unique constitution. A thick hymen is bad enough, but it's also incredibly resilient. For a woman, this is more painful than wearing a chastity belt.

Wearing a chastity belt is nothing but despair. What she's experiencing is like being given immense hope first, then utterly despairing—the pain of this contrast could drive a normal person insane!

After probing a short distance, Yang Fan sensed something was wrong. A thick hymen wasn't a big problem; a little force would break it.

But its resilience made things more complicated. It's like compressing a spring. You compress it, it deflates, but it doesn't break. Then you release it, and "snap!" it bounces back! And that's not all; as one of the parties involved, "Miss Spring" Zhenzi has to endure immense pain.

An Arab con artist once said, "If you believe me, I can make a mountain come to me." The crowd looked at him with worship, waiting for him to perform a miracle. The con artist said to the mountain, "Mountain, come here!"

But the mountain didn't move. So the con artist said, "See, the mountain didn't come, so we have to go to it."

The crowd then prostrated themselves in worship.

According to unreliable sources, someone once asked one of the con artist's followers why he followed him. The follower, with eyes sparkling like stars, looked innocently at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said, "Don't you think he's honest? Convincing to this level is a kind of beauty!"

While Yang Fan didn't comment on the con artist's character, he deeply understood his initial theory of "If the mountain won't come to us, we'll go to it."

Since forcibly piercing would cause Sadako immense pain, it was better to cut it open. Besides… Yang Fan also had a strong interest in collecting such a resilient hymen.

The only regret is that this hymen can't be mass-produced; otherwise… it would definitely be an incredibly powerful new type of bulletproof material!

You see, when a man and woman unite, especially when the man's penis first enters a woman's body, the kinetic energy is comparable to an armor-piercing round from a heavy sniper rifle. Yet, even with such immense energy, it couldn't penetrate Sadako's hymen; its toughness is unimaginable!

Yang Fan withdrew from Sadako, about to use other tools to complete this arduous task, when unexpectedly, he was met with Sadako's cries.

"Young Master, it's all Sadako's fault! Waaah… Sadako never imagined she had such a disgusting constitution!"

What is the cruelest punishment for a woman? Without a doubt, this is it! When a woman is full of anticipation to become one with the man she loves, she suddenly discovers that she can't let him enter her like a normal woman. This is like a bolt from the blue, completely stunning her. Besides crying and cursing herself, Sadako simply doesn't know what else she can do.

"Sadako, don't cry..."

Yang Fan used his thumbs to wipe away Sadako's tears, chuckling softly, "Silly girl, it's not like there's no way to solve it, why are you crying?"

"There...there's a way to solve it?"

Hearing this, Sadako stopped crying, her large, teary eyes blinking as she looked at Yang Fan, "Young Master...you...you're not lying to me, are you?"

Yang Fan gently flicked her head, saying, "Silly girl, whether I'm lying or not, we'll find out soon enough. Come on, lie down obediently, I'll take it off for you right away!"

Ladies and gentlemen, a great scene in history is about to begin. Don't miss this thrilling moment that will be etched in history. Have you ever seen a hymen broken? Have you ever seen a hymen removed? Now, Yang Fan is about to do just that. But how? After thinking about it carefully, Yang Fan was truly perplexed.

The choice of tools is crucial. A woman's flesh there is incredibly delicate; a slight mistake could result in severe bleeding, ruining the atmosphere. After a moment of worry, Yang Fan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"The power of a domain has such strong cutting ability; if we don't use it now, when will we?"

Good heavens! Let a bolt of lightning strike this repressed man dead! Using the power of a domain to cut a hymen? How could he even think of that! If those martial artists knew, I wonder if they would die of shame!

While Yang Fan was pondering his plan, Sadako's face kept changing colors as if she were being roasted over a fire, quite a sight to behold.

Finally, unable to bear her embarrassment any longer, she whispered a complaint, "Young Master... you... you keep looking at me there, it's so embarrassing!"

Yang Fan had just come to his senses when he heard Sadako's words, and upon focusing the camera again, he couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that at that moment… he was staring at the girl's most vulnerable spot, and he had been watching for a full quarter of an hour.

“Huh? These liquids… are suspicious!”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Sadako became even more embarrassed, her private parts, which she had been trying to conceal, completely shutting out his gaze.

“Young Master…”

The girl was so ashamed and indignant that she didn't know how to express her emotions. From initial shyness to fear, then despair, and now this overwhelming shame, she couldn't help but… ejaculate again.

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