Pure Yang!

Chapter 141: Lü Zu gave me the Fire Dragon Sword! The long night will end, the gods will die and the immortals will be born (7k chapter)

The clay statue of the god is hidden in the darkness, and the curling incense smoke carries murderous intent.

Amid the smoke and dust, a strong smell of blood lingered for a long time. Zhang Fan's voice was calm and gentle, but it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears, deafening.

For a moment, there was complete silence.

Xu Zhixia's eyes were dull, as if she no longer recognized the ex-boyfriend in front of her, with whom she had been living day and night for four years.

Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue looked at each other in bewilderment. They did invite Zhang Fan to help out, but in their eyes, Zhang Fan had always been a low-key person who liked to hide and didn't often show up.

I don't know why, but today he was so aggressive and beat Ma Buting to death just because of a disagreement! ?

"He is stronger than when he was in Gusu City." Sui Chunsheng's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Zhang Fan with awe and a hint of solemnity.

How long has it been since I came back from Gusu City? Zhang Fan's rapid progress stunned him. His cultivation was improving at an incredibly fast speed. What puzzled him the most was that Zhang Fan's style seemed to be changing. His temperament became more restrained and unpredictable, his fighting skills became more sophisticated, and his methods became more fierce and domineering.

"He is transforming!" There was a look of doubt in Sui Chunsheng's eyes.

Ordinary people would never undergo such a transformation unless they encountered a major change, let alone in a short period of time.

But Zhang Fan, he transformed so quickly, and so naturally... as if he was born that way. Everything now is more of a return than a transformation.

Zhang Fan didn't care about the reactions of the crowd, his gaze fell on the statue enshrining the tablet of [The Great Spiritual King].

This clay statue seemed to contain infinite magical power. Just one glance at it made him unable to extricate himself. It seemed as if the statue was looking at himself, and also as if it was looking at Zhang Lingzong.

The soul was restless, wishing it could leave the body and descend to heaven.

Zhang Lingzong had been missing for such a long time, but he was asked by Liu Fusheng to return to the Zhang family's old house. It was obvious that this clay statue was extremely important.

"What on earth did Dad leave behind?"

Zhang Fan held back his restless soul, with doubt in his eyes.

No matter what, he had to get this clay statue into his own hands first.

"Yujing City is indeed home to many hidden talents..."

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and turned around to look. The smoke and dust had dispersed, and Ma Buting slowly stood up. The blood on his chest had long dried up, and a wisp of evil spirit was lingering around the wound, which had actually dissolved the Tianpeng Fang.

"Three Yins refine Qi, transforming evil into a sword."

Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed as if on a line. He almost forgot that Ma Buting was also practicing the [Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword], and it was an authentic secret technique.

This spell is somewhat similar to [Tian Peng Ya], both of which are methods of refining Yin into evil and controlling Yang to transform Yin.

At this moment, Ma Buting circulated the Three Yin Qi, allowing the power of Tianpengya to merge into one.

"Brother!"

When Zhou Miaochan saw that Ma Buting was safe and sound, she couldn't help but show joy and cried out.

"His power..."

Xu Zhixia frowned slightly, instinctively sensing a hint of danger.

Ma Buting's aura was constantly changing, his true yang was boiling, and in a flash, it was like a cold prison. The temperature around him dropped rapidly, and even the moisture in the air was turning into frost.

hum...

At the same time, Ma Buting's right arm trembled slightly, his muscles and bones made sounds, and there was even a sound of swords clashing.

“Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword…” Zhang Fan’s eyes sank slightly as he stared at the opponent’s right arm.

This is the real Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword, which is incomparable to the one Zhou Miaoyu used that day. The difference in aura alone is like heaven and earth.

"I have been practicing in Miaoguan for a long time, so I underestimated the masters of the world. I was disrespectful just now. I hope you can forgive me, Brother Dao."

At this moment, Ma Buting spoke. He, who had been so domineering and arrogant just now, unexpectedly became humble and polite at this moment.

However, as he began to speak, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and felt a stronger sense of danger than before.

hum...

A strong wind blew up, blowing away the smoke and dust, and Ma Buting disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"So fast!"

"Please give me some advice, Brother Dao."

The cold voice echoed in Zhang Fan's ears. His eyes were fixed as a line, and he saw Ma Buting like a shadow, pressing down from the front, with the blade of his palm as sharp as a knife, chilling his bones.

Rumble…

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan reacted instinctively, activating the Beidi method and chanting the Tianpeng curse. A ray of blood light surged, and three parts of Taiyin became evil. The shadows of sharp fangs flashed, and he held them in his palm and stabbed forward fiercely.

hum...

Mysteriously refining the Yin Qi, after three turns and three sacrifices, it becomes a sword.

At this moment, Ma Buting's right hand trembled, and the Three Yin Qi suddenly turned into a sword light. The terrifying power pressed the surrounding air to explode, and the pervasive water vapor turned into frost in an instant.

boom……

With a loud bang, Zhang Fan's [Tianpeng Ya] suddenly exploded under the sharp sword light, and the broken light was dotted, and an extremely evil and gloomy aura came along and invaded his flesh and blood body.

Zhang Fan's face changed slightly, he pulled back suddenly, and looked down. His right arm was frozen purple, the blood flow slowed down, and many capillaries were broken. The most terrifying thing was that the true yang in his body was frozen and slowly receded like the tide of a river or sea.

"Three Yin Demon-Slaying Blade... He really has inherited the true teachings."

Xu Zhixia's beautiful eyes trembled, and she looked at Ma Buting with a solemn look.

She was born into the Xuzu lineage, so naturally she had heard of this method.

The three yins refine the Qi and sharpen the corpse into a sharp edge.

Once mastered, one can cut off the yang and retain the yin, destroy the human nature, and let the sword energy enter the body. Even if one has practiced ten points, only three points will remain.

Because this method is so overbearing, if one obtains the authentic method, he will not kill anyone but will kill himself first. In this life, he will have neither sons nor daughters, and will kill all human beings without any descendants.

Ma Buting's devotion to Taoism is as firm as a rock. He practices this art on his body and is destined to become extinct. His devotion to Taoism is limited to this life and this body.

"He is so cruel that he even managed to master this kind of magic."

Zhan Xinyue gritted her teeth and looked at Sui Chunsheng with lingering fear.

At this moment, she finally realized that the other party had indeed held back when they fought last time. Otherwise, all Sui Chunsheng's skills would have been wasted.

Thinking in this way, one can imagine the danger Zhang Fan is in right now.

“The Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword is too overbearing. The sword energy enters the body and cuts off the true yang. Only ten points of cultivation are left..." Sui Chunsheng's face was extremely ugly.

If we continue to fight, all our skills will be in vain.

"This method is so overbearing that practitioners may not be able to sustain it for long." Zhan Xinyue raised her eyebrows and whispered.

"Yes, this is the biggest flaw of the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Blade. The blade is sharp and can hurt others and yourself, so it naturally cannot last forever."

Sui Chunsheng looked at Zhang Fan worriedly, perhaps this was his only chance.

Rumble…

Suddenly, Ma Buting moved again. He leaped up, as if blending into the biting cold wind.

In a trance, everyone heard the sound of swords clashing. Under the astonished gazes, Ma Buting's palm seemed to have turned into a knife, as cold and terrifying as a prison, and it suddenly chopped towards Zhang Fan's head.

"The Xiantian Dao Mother, Emperor Zhou Tianchen."

"Lord of the Stars, the Honored King of Doufu."

"The Brahma Qi of the middle sky, the Supreme Emperor of the Nine Emperors."

At this moment, Zhang Fan formed the [Finger Fighting Seal] with his hands and muttered something. In a trance, the dark clouds trembled and it seemed that starlight was falling, shining on his body. Under his skin, the flowing true yang was emitting mottled glow, like shining stars, constantly appearing and disappearing.

"Heavenly Mother's Heart Mantra!?"

Xu Zhixia's face trembled slightly, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Fan was even more surprising.

She didn't expect that Zhang Fan was not only a Taoist, but also practiced extraordinary magic. In addition to the Northern Emperor's magic, he even mastered the rare secret magic such as the Heavenly Mother's Heart Mantra! ?
It should be noted that the Heart Mantra of the Heavenly Mother belongs to the [Dou Mu Fa], which is the head of the Big Dipper and the king of all weather conditions in the sky.

Once this type of magic is mastered, it can specifically restrain star fighting techniques and has always been kept secret only within certain Taoist sects.

"Where on earth did he learn these spells from!?"

Xu Zhixia's heart was in turmoil. At this moment, Zhang Fan became extremely mysterious in her eyes.

Rumble…

The sound of Sanskrit chanting was as loud as thunder, and bright starlight suddenly appeared and surged three feet above Zhang Fan's head.

“Heavenly Mother’s Heart Mantra…”

At this moment, Ma Buting's palm fell, and the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword became more powerful. A ray of cold light appeared, like breaking a hundred-mile ice river.

"It's a pity that you haven't mastered it yet."

With a loud "crack", the protective star energy three feet above Zhang Fan's head suddenly shattered.

call……

In a flash, Zhang Fan tapped the ground with his feet, as if blending into the biting cold wind, and retreated quickly, trying to distance himself from Ma Buting.

The Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword is indeed overbearing and terrifying. If one is contaminated by it in the slightest, one’s cultivation will be ruined.

At this time, most of the true yang in Zhang Fan's body had frozen, and his body was not as flexible as before. Many of his tendons and muscles had become extremely stiff.

"Brother Dao, where did your prestige go?"

Ma Buting's voice lingered in his ears. He was like a leech attached to his bones, following him like a shadow, not giving Zhang Fan any chance to breathe.

"Something's wrong... It's really wrong... How come he can fight for so long without getting weaker, as if he's not affected by the [Three Yin Demon-Slaying Blades] at all!?"

At this moment, Zhan Xinyue noticed something was wrong.

Sui Chunsheng's face was heavy and he also looked doubtful.

"Because he is the descendant of the Three Emperors Sect."

Suddenly, Xu Zhixia spoke, with a look of deep worry on her pale little face.

"The Three Emperors Sect... could it be..." Sui Chunsheng raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.

The Three Emperors Sect is a very ancient sect in Taoism. It was popular in the Tang Dynasty. Because the Three Emperors Sutra it passed down was said to have the ability to "summon all gods", it was feared by the court and was banned for a time, but it still circulated. It was banned again in the Yuan Dynasty and the sutra was burned. The Three Emperors Sutra was burned, and the Three Emperors Sect gradually disappeared.

"The method of summoning ghosts and gods, the art of spiritual body training!"

Sui Chunsheng's face looked grim, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Rumble…

At this time, Ma Buting fought more and more fiercely. There was a flash of spiritual light in his mouth, eyes, nose, ears... seven orifices, which was constantly changing. His powerful body functions were revived at this moment. Even the sword light generated by the Three Yin Refined Qi could not hurt him at all.

"His body..." Zhan Xinyue was frightened and also noticed something strange.

"Legend has it that the magic of the Three Emperors Sect can harness the power of ghosts and gods to bless the physical body, making the spirit body become ethereal and exceed the original limits of flesh and blood." Xu Zhixia said in a serious tone.

At this moment, Ma Buting had already recovered from the injuries he had just suffered, and his aura became stronger and stronger, as if every moment of the battle was charging him.

Wisps of spiritual light rushed and flickered from its seven orifices.

At this moment, Ma Buting seemed to be possessed by a ghost or god, and was invincible.

"Lingxu Body Refining combined with the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword..."

"He is invincible!?"

"The Jiangnan Provincial Dao League actually has such a master."

At this moment, everyone was so shocked by Ma Buting's strength that they were speechless. Even Li Gaoyang found it incredible that such a master usually lived in Taoist temples in famous mountains, but he was actually recruited by the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance.

"To be able to make Senior Brother so serious, this Zhang Fan is pretty good."

Zhou Miaochan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, revealing a hint of awe. She looked at Zhang Fan and suddenly felt a little sympathy.

It would be a tragedy for a cultivator to meet a monster like Ma Buting among his peers.

This is their misfortune, but also their luck.

For a frog in a well, being able to see the vast sky is considered a kind of luck.

"it's over!"

At this moment, a whisper sounded, as if bringing this fight to an end.

The spiritual light surrounding Ma Buting became stronger and stronger. His right palm fell slowly like a knife. The terrifying knife light shot up into the sky and turned into a silver-white color, engulfing Zhang Fan's figure.

The air within a radius of 100 meters began to turn icy, with white frost surging like a tide.

"Um!?"

At this time, even Feng Ping'an, who was living outside the old residential area, noticed the strange phenomenon surging into the sky.

The endless scorched earth shook violently. He stopped what he was doing, and his figure intersected with Lou Hechuan's, looking towards the direction of the Zhang family's old house.

"The Jiangnan Provincial Alliance is still able to gather talents..." Feng Pingan said in a deep voice.

“The Three Emperors summon spirits, the Three Yins slay demons… young people today are truly amazing.”

"Xiao Feng, the Yangtze River is always changing. After so many years, you have grown old too."

The corner of Lou Hechuan's mouth slightly raised, and he looked in the direction of the Zhang family's old house intentionally or unintentionally, with a proud look on his old face.

He knew that this unusual fluctuation came from Ma Buting.

He had spent a lot of effort to dig this little guy up. He was almost invincible among the younger generation in Yujing City. He was the future hope of the Jiangnan Province Dao League. Today was just a small test of his potential.

"Mr. Lou, you are right. The new generation pushes the old generation forward..." Feng Ping'an nodded, but his eyes returned to calm.

"But you should have heard another sentence."

"What?" Lou Hechuan asked subconsciously.

"There are always mountains higher than the other one!" Feng Ping'an chuckled.

"Huh!?" Lou Hechuan raised his eyebrows, showing a puzzled look.

"The weather today is exceptionally hot."

At this moment, Feng Ping'an wiped his cracked lips and subconsciously looked in the direction of the Zhang family's old house.

The endless frost was invading, the sharp blade was like a murderer, and the eerie silver-white light had already swallowed up Zhang Fan's figure. Under such a terrifying force, there would not be any life left. Even if there was, all his skills would be wasted.

"Today, I had a great time."

Ma Buting slowly withdrew his gaze and gave the highest praise.

As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the clay statue.

"That's it for the warm-up."

At this moment, a frivolous voice came from the eerie silver-white.

Everyone's expression suddenly changed and they all looked up.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a stream of red light flickered in the eerie silver-white, like a bright lamp, illuminating the frosty polar night and the figure of the person behind.

"Zhang... Zhang Fan..."

Unbelievable looks were cast one after another, and the horror in the trembling was difficult to conceal.

The three yins were refining the evil spirits, and the ground was covered with frost, but the man walked out unscathed. A ray of flame flickered on his fingertips, weak and tiny, but it made the surrounding cold air retreat as if it was terrified.

"This is impossible!" Ma Buting's face trembled, he couldn't believe it.

"Only when your heart is as empty as a deep valley can you spark a fire and produce wonderful flowers..."

Zhang Fan murmured softly, looking at the dancing flame in his hand with an infatuated look in his eyes.

At this moment, he finally warmed up.

"He... this... this is..."

At this moment, everyone realized that something was wrong. The frost around them began to melt, and the temperature in the air rose rapidly at an irreversible speed.

"kill!"

Almost at the same time, Ma Buting attacked brazenly, using his profound Taoist skills and showing invincibility.

Rumble…

Rolling spiritual light burst out from the seven orifices, wrapping around the body and limbs. The entangled evil spirits turned into unparalleled sharp edges, roaring and raging in Ma Buting's palm.
The eerie frost covered the sky and the ground, turning into a silver-white color that descended.

In a trance, everyone felt that there was only a vast expanse of white in front of their eyes, and everything around them was about to be swallowed up and destroyed by it.

The style of this knife was even more terrifying and extraordinary than the previous one.

Within the three yins and under the sharp edge, you are invincible.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, everyone's heart trembled, and they couldn't help but look at the lonely and weak figure under the invincible edge.

hum...

Suddenly, a strange sound suddenly rang out, like the sound of a sword, like the roar of a dragon, covering the sound of the sword and suppressing the three yin qi...

The next moment, a terrifying flame shot up into the sky, like a sword beam, three feet off the ground, winding like a dragon. The terrifying aura swallowed up all the frost and white, and the explosive killing force shattered the sword light and frightened the soul.

"This is……"

Outside the old residential area, everyone felt this unusual fluctuation. Looking at the flames rising from the ground and the sharp sword intent, even a mature and steady figure like Lou Hechuan couldn't help but have a solemn look on his face.

"The true teachings of Lü Zu, the Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"

Rumble…

The restless firelight reflected on everyone's face, and the dancing flames, wrapped in mysterious sword intent, entangled around Zhang Fan's fingertips.

In the ruins, he stood still, allowing the true fire to erupt, even if it was burned by the mysterious light.

At this moment, he was so terrifying that he didn't seem human.

"Is he... is he really Zhang Fan?"

Xu Zhixia's trembling eyes were filled with awe. At this moment, she even suspected that Zhang Fan had been possessed by someone else.

In her impression, Zhang Fan should be just an ordinary person, otherwise she would not have been unaware of their four-year relationship.

Unless someone possessed his body, how could he have such means in just a few months? Facing the powerful and domineering Ma Buting, he could win or lose in the blink of an eye, crushing with ease! ?
“I finally got it done.”

Zhang Fan let out a long breath, but it was hot and fiery. Just this breath was enough to burn a corpse or a body.

Red light flashed in his eyes, and with every movement of his mind, the surrounding flames dissipated a little. In the end, the flames disappeared, leaving only scorched earth.

"The Taoist True Fire is indeed the Taoist True Fire. The fire moves as the heart moves."

Sui Chunsheng looked at Zhang Fan in amazement, with only awe in his eyes.

On that day in Gusu City, Zhang Fan's [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] had just taken shape. It had only been a short period of time, but he had actually mastered it.

This is not ordinary fire, but the true fire of Taoism. Fire arises with the mind and extinguishes with the mind. It is born and dies in just a thought.

"Is this guy really Zhixia's ex-boyfriend? Wasn't he said to be an ordinary person? Why is he so fierce?"

In the distance, Li Gaoyang pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, swallowed, and was so horrified that he could hardly control himself.

I thought he was just an ordinary person, but he was also a Taoist, and his magic skills were more terrifying than the last, such as Beidi Fa, Tianmu Curse, and Fire Dragon Pill Sword...

Is this horse still a human?!
"No wonder they say that small techniques are easy to practice, but big techniques are hard to achieve!"

Zhang Fan put away the Fire Dragon Pill Sword and felt his whole limbs and bones were burning hot. Although he had mastered this great technique, it still put a lot of strain on him.

It is no wonder that mastering a great technique can grant one the rank of [Spiritual Master], but if one wants to be able to use a great technique skillfully and at will, one must be a [High-level Master].

Zhang Fan put his thoughts aside. He didn't have time to think about these things at the moment. He looked into the distance.

Ma Buting's body was charred black and smoke was coming out of it. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

He shook his head and turned toward the pit.

However, Zhang Fan was stunned just after taking a step. There was already someone next to the clay statue.

He stood there, looking at him and everyone with a smile on his face, as if he was watching a play.

Zhang Fan had seen this person before.

"Xu Inu Handiyan!?"

"who?"

At this time, Sui Chunsheng and others also noticed the man who suddenly appeared. Their faces suddenly changed and they asked in a stern voice.

"Don't go there..."

Zhang Fan suddenly raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"He is the thirteenth zodiac sign!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed. No one had expected that in today's situation, there would be a master among the Thirteen Zodiac Signs who could take advantage of the loopholes of the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance and sneak in here silently.

Two dogs fight, play off.

"The Fire Dragon Pill Sword... You actually got the true teachings of Master Lu..."

Han Diyan looked Zhang Fan up and down with great interest, his eyes sparkling.

Zhang Fan's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the clay statue beside Han Diyan.

"Why? Want it?"

Han Diyan noticed Zhang Fan's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"The Fire Dragon Sword must have consumed a lot of your energy. I can give you some time to recover slowly." Han Di's smile became even brighter.

Now, the masters of Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance were blocked outside by [Scorched Earth Flame Lord], and there were only a few big cats and small cats here.

In his eyes, they are nothing more than ants that can be killed with a single wave of his hand.

The thing left behind by the King of Daling Sect will eventually fall into the hands of Wuwei Sect.

"I'll count to three. That's enough."

As he spoke, Han Diyan raised his finger.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Time is up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Han Diyan's face disappeared, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and waves of empty dust appeared and disappeared in his palms.

"Six Dust Pill Method!"

With the strength of Xu Dog Han Diyan, even if a high-ranking official was here, he would only die with hatred, not to mention Zhang Fan who is no longer in good shape! ?
boom……

At this moment, Zhang Fan slapped his forehead suddenly, and his soul left his body.

"Want to leave!?" Han Di sneered. Even if he abandoned his physical body, his soul would not be able to escape from his hands.

However, an unexpected scene occurred.

Zhang Fan's soul did not escape, but rushed towards Han Diyan. Such a sudden change made the Xu Dog stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this empty space, Zhang Fan's soul actually drilled directly into the clay statue next to him.

Rumble…

In an instant, the clay statue seemed to come alive, the incense in front of it shot up into the sky, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and terrifying thunder continuously streaked across the clouds.

"This is……"

Rumble…

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell and struck the clay statue.

Han Diyan's expression suddenly changed. He was unable to dodge and was blown away by the terrifying thunder. The destructive wave turned half of his body into dust...

"Little devil...you..."

The accident happened too quickly, and Han Diyan spat out a mouthful of blood. In his horrified eyes, surging thunder continued to fall and strike the clay statue.

Zhang Fan's soul was in great distress, he felt as if he was blown into countless particles.

"I turn the Xuan Ji Wheel of Creation. Everyone calls me a god, but I am not. I know that I should go down first, and go to the gate of death to find the gate of life."

At this moment, a mysterious and long voice sounded from the clay statue, and then Zhang Fan saw a white light, like the curl of incense, gathering and rising, wrapping his soul, making him feel extremely comfortable and warm.

"This thing is really weird!" A strange thought arose in Zhang Fan's mind.

Perhaps only the soul that has also cultivated the [Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons] can discover the mystery of this clay statue.

Rumble…

As the thunder continued to fall from the sky, the white light became more and more intense, filling every corner, as if the clay statue could not bear it. Finally, there was a loud bang, and Zhang Fan's soul was blown away. He left the clay statue and returned to his own body.

"This……"

Zhang Fan's face turned pale. He looked up suddenly and saw cracks slowly emerging in the clay statue.

"Cracked!?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

Everyone looked up, and under the incredulous gazes and the thunder that continued to fall from the sky, the strange clay statue actually cracked into pieces and exploded violently.

"Broken!?"

Zhang Fan's face trembled and he walked out in a daze.

He had not even had the time to take a good look at or carefully appreciate the thing his father had left him before the clay statue broke into pieces.

Rumble…

At this moment, the thunder in the sky slowly stopped, but the surging black clouds had not yet dissipated. A bright white light, like a rainbow, crossed the sky and rushed towards the gloomy black clouds.

At this moment, whether inside or outside the old residential area, everyone stopped and looked up at the strange scene.

Lou Hechuan raised his eyebrows, his wrinkled face trembled violently, and a strong sense of uneasiness slowly rose in his heart.

Feng Ping'an, the Lord of Scorched Earth and Fire, looked at this scene, grinning widely, with an unprecedented brilliance flashing in his eyes.

"The long night will end, the gods will die and the immortals will be born!"

"Boss Zong, we have escaped the robbery!!"

(End of this chapter)