Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Due to the excruciating pain, the Ghost King's teeth had all been shattered, and his tongue had split in two.

Due to the excruciating pain, the Ghost King's eyes had already exploded, and blood flowed from his bloodied and mangled eyes.

Blood flowed from his ears and nose due to the extreme pain.

If the Ghost King hadn't been gone from the waist down, the extreme pain he was in would have surely caused him to lose control of his bowels and bladder.

At this moment, as the Asura power within the Ghost King's body was slowly expelled, the bloody light in the Ghost King's rotting eyes gradually dissipated until it completely disappeared.

There was no longer a trace of Asura power within his body.

Zhang Xiaofan released his grip and looked at the Ghost King before him.

The Ghost King stood with half his body suspended in the air, his bloodied eyes staring at Zhang Xiaofan. He opened his mouth and said:

"Hehe...hehe..."

Since he had already bitten off and shattered his own tongue, the Ghost King could only make hoarse, guttural sounds.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan placed his large hand on the Ghost King's head again.

The next moment, the Ghost King's rotten eyes quickly recovered, his teeth recovered, but the rest of his body did not.

When his eyes were fully restored, the Ghost King's eyes no longer concealed his ambition with sharpness, but instead stared at Zhang Xiaofan with a complex expression, finally turning into a sigh:
"Ugh!"

The Ghost King looked across the entire Tongtian Peak, at the hundreds of thousands of figures lying on the ground, at the remaining five hundred Qingyun disciples, and at the disciples of the three major sects of the Demonic Sect who were all dead, his eyes filled with desolation.

The Ghost King looked at the five hundred Qingyun disciples one last time and saw that every one of them had endless hatred in their eyes, wishing they could kill him immediately.

So, he patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and said:

"You've really gone through a lot. Just kill me and give them an explanation."

Zhang Xiaofan's sharp eyes were fixed on the Ghost King's eyes, and the demonic eye on his forehead opened, revealing a bloody light, staring intently into the Ghost King's eyes, reaching deep into his soul.

Upon seeing this, the Ghost King looked directly into Zhang Xiaofan's demonic eyes, allowing him to scrutinize him.

One minute later, the demonic eye on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead disappeared, transforming into a blood-red demonic rune, and he said:
"It seems you've fully realized your mistake. It wasn't in vain that I played such a big game for Biyao, letting you cause so much trouble."

"chess?"

"toss?"

The Ghost King looked at the devastated Tongtian Peak and suddenly realized:
"So, all of this was part of your plan, part of your chessboard."

"Heaven and earth are the chessboard, and all living beings are the chess pieces. You have indeed succeeded."

"It seems you've gone to great lengths and sacrificed a lot for Biyao."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
“Biyao would die for me; I’m all she sees. No matter what I do, she believes in me and supports me.”

“Biyao is so good to me. What does it matter if I do these things for her, so that she won’t lose you as her father, and so that she won’t be heartbroken?”

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King looked towards the outside of Tongtian Peak, towards the direction of Fox Ridge Mountain, and said:
“It’s truly a blessing that Biyao married me, a blessing she earned over eight lifetimes.”

"I know I've been very good to Xiao Chi, but I still can't do what you did for Bi Yao."

Zhang Xiaofan opened his demonic eyes and looked tens of thousands of miles away. He saw everything in Little Fox Mountain.

Biyao was sitting in the courtyard, resting her chin on her hand, gazing in the direction of Qingyun Mountain.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:
"Because she's worth all this for." The Ghost King looked into the demonic eyes of Zhang Xiaofan, glanced in the direction of Fox Ridge Mountain, and exclaimed in shock:

"It seems that on this continent, even within the Ten Thousand Mountains, there is probably nothing that can escape your demonic eyes."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, his demonic eyes looking across the continent and out to sea. Apart from the boundless ocean and a few islands, he did not see the figure he longed to see.

However, he knew that overseas, there was a mysterious immortal standing somewhere.

Perhaps, the other side is also observing the mainland.

Zhang Xiaofan, observing all of this, said:
"Ghost King, you are wrong. I am not the only true immortal in this world."

"What?!" The Ghost King trembled, exclaiming incredulously.
"According to ancient records, no one in this world has become an immortal for ten thousand years, at least not on the continent."

"How could there possibly be true immortals in this world?"

"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaofan chuckled softly and said:
"The fact that it hasn't happened in the last ten thousand years doesn't mean it didn't happen ten thousand years ago. The fact that it hasn't happened on the mainland doesn't mean that no one has become an immortal overseas."

"Overseas, ten thousand years?" the Ghost King murmured, then suddenly laughed, a laugh so laughable, so foolish, and shook his head, saying:

"I was so focused on unifying the Demonic Sect, destroying the Qingyun Sect, and dominating the world. Little did I know that there are true immortals in this world who look down upon the entire world."

"Without you, what good would it do to destroy the Qingyun Sect and unify the world? If that mysterious True Immortal is unhappy, he can come to me at any time and kill me."

Suddenly, the Ghost King's expression changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiaofan with extreme caution, saying:
"A mysterious immortal who has been immortal for ten thousand years, do you think he is friend or foe?"

Zhang Xiaofan's gaze was icy as he said:
"Enemy, and a mortal enemy at that!"

"Hiss!" The Ghost King gasped in shock. Always astute as he was, he instantly understood everything and said:
"No one has become an immortal in the past ten thousand years. According to ancient records, there were immortal medicines on the continent ten thousand years ago. It is said that the Black Water Serpent was originally an ordinary python."

"He was fortunate enough to eat a divine herb and survive, and his intelligence was greatly enhanced, his bloodline surged, and he lived for ten thousand years without dying. He was comparable to a human cultivator at the peak of the Taiqing realm. Moreover, because his body was comparable to a mountain, his physical body was terrifying and his power was boundless."

At this point, the Ghost King frowned and said:
"It seems that ten thousand years ago, after that mysterious True Immortal broke through to the True Immortal realm, he plundered all the divine herbs on the continent and took all the treasures of heaven and earth into his possession in order to prevent other cultivators from becoming immortals."

"It is conceivable how powerful a True Immortal who has obtained so many treasures of heaven and earth and has been a True Immortal for ten thousand years must be."

At this point, the Ghost King patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and said:

"It must have been tough for you, facing such a terrifying enemy so soon after becoming an immortal."

"It's alright," Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand and said.

"I'm afraid that in the eyes of that mysterious true immortal, I only became an immortal by chance and with great difficulty, and my strength is far inferior to that of an ordinary true immortal."

"Moreover, my strength is not strong since I just broke through to the True Immortal realm, and he thinks I can be killed at any time in his hands."

"That's why he didn't come to kill me immediately after I became an immortal."

"Hmm, your analysis makes sense." The Ghost King nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"However, even if the mysterious immortal doesn't come to kill you immediately, he won't let you go for long. I'm afraid he'll come to kill you in ten days to a month."

"Do you... have even the slightest chance of being confident?"

The Ghost King didn't say how confident he was, not even 10%, because he felt that the true immortal who had achieved ten thousand years of cultivation was incredibly terrifying.

If Zhang Xiaofan were to face him, he would be considered bold to say that he had even the slightest chance of success.

After all, Zhang Xiaofan had only just broken through to the True Immortal realm; how could he compare to a True Immortal who had been around for ten thousand years? (End of Chapter)