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

In the square, more than 10,000 cultivators shook their heads in dismay as they watched the black light about to pierce through the stone.

They knew that in front of this old man in brocade robes, Shi Tou was doomed, with no hope of survival whatsoever.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of the stone.

The black light that shot towards the stone struck the golden light, causing the golden light to tremble before finally dissipating.

The old man in the brocade robe stroked his long white beard as he watched this scene, looking down at Zhang Xiaofan, and said:

"I never imagined I would underestimate you. Your strength has already reached the fourth level of True Immortal."

"Such a person is worthy of knowing my name. Remember this: the one who killed you... is the Heavenly Immortal!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the Heavenly Immortal in the sky and said calmly:
"Immortal Tianjue, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Immortal Tianjue was taken aback, not understanding what Zhang Xiaofan meant by those words.

Could it be that the other party knew of his existence, knew he couldn't defeat him, and therefore lived in constant fear and unease, ultimately choosing to die at his hands?

The Heavenly Immortal's sinister eyes looked down at Zhang Xiaofan, and he said:
"Come on, since I became a true immortal, it has been ten thousand years, and I have not encountered an opponent stronger than an ant."

"You're quite good. I'd be happy to kill you. Come on, let's fight!"

Listening to Tianjue Immortal's words, Zhang Xiaofan realized that the other party didn't care about the lives of the more than ten thousand cultivators around him.

Because if they were to fight here, the more than ten thousand cultivators around them would surely die in the process.

So Zhang Xiaofan said:

"How about we fight from 10,000 meters away?"

“Alright!” Immortal Tianjue replied immediately, and then his body flickered, appearing in the sky ten thousand meters away.

In the eyes of the Celestial Immortal, if the opponent is concerned about the ants below during the battle, he will definitely be distracted and unable to use his full strength.

That would make killing even less interesting.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Immortal, Zhang Xiaofan, this true immortal, was never his match from beginning to end, and in the end, there was only one path for him... that was death!
Therefore, he agreed to Zhang Xiaofan's idea of ​​fighting ten thousand meters away, because that way, his opponent, who was only slightly stronger than an ant, would not be distracted, would be able to exert his full strength, and would allow him to fight more to his heart's content.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the more than 10,000 cultivators kneeling on the ground, unable to get up, and waved his hand.

The next moment, the more than 10,000 cultivators felt the terrifying pressure disappear instantly, and their legs were able to move again, so they immediately stood up.

However, all ten thousand cultivators looked at Zhang Xiaofan with worried expressions.

Because they also realized that this Heavenly Immortal, who had achieved the status of a True Immortal for ten thousand years, possessed absolutely terrifying strength.

I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaofan, who has just broken through to the True Immortal realm, is no match for Tianjue Immortal.

After restoring the mobility of more than 10,000 cultivators, Zhang Xiaofan carried Lu Xueqi around the waist and brought her to the high platform.

He placed Lu Xueqi on the throne of Master Shuiyue, making her sit next to Master Shuiyue, and said:
"Rest here for a while, and I will come to keep you company after I kill the Heavenly Immortal."

Lu Xueqi suddenly hugged Zhang Xiaofan tightly, lightly tapped his forehead, and said:
"Here's a reward for you, but make sure you come back safely!"

Zhang Xiaofan touched the warmth on his forehead and smiled:
"Don't worry, I'm absolutely certain I'll return safely."

Tian Buyi looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a mixture of worry and pride, and said:
"Seventh Brother, your master has always believed in you, believed that you can overcome anything. Even if the opponent is a terrifying True Immortal who has achieved immortality for ten thousand years, you will definitely be able to defeat him."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Tian Buyi and Su Ru beside him and said:

"Master and Mistress, don't worry, I will come back safely and see you have your second child."

"A second child?" Su Ru was taken aback, then said shyly:
"Xiao Fan, why are you saying these things in public? I'm so embarrassed."

"Also, Buyi and I have always treated you like our own child. Having you and Ling'er is enough."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"Master, Mistress, may you have many children and much happiness!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Buyi exchanged a glance with Su Ru and gave an awkward smile.

Wan Jianyi then stood up and walked to Zhang Xiaofan. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who was half a head taller and more handsome than himself, he said:

"When my senior brother brought you to the Ancestral Temple, he said it was so that I could teach you to be even better. In reality, you saved your master."

"Boy, I, Wan Jianyi, am proud to have you as my only disciple!"

"Remember, the sword, always moves forward without hesitation!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said:
"Old Wan, let's drink tonight, we'll definitely drink you under the table."

"Haha..." Wan Jianyi laughed twice and said:

"Who is afraid of whom?"

At this moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren stood up, looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him, stroked his black beard, and said with a look of satisfaction:

“Zhang Xiaofan, taking you to the Ancestral Hall to learn swordsmanship and cultivation from my junior brother was the best decision I ever made in my life.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan knew that if Dao Xuan Zhenren hadn't taken him to the Ancestral Hall to learn swordsmanship and cultivation from Wan Jianyi, he would have achieved what he has today, but he would have taken many detours and wouldn't be in time to fight Tianjue Xianren.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stretched out his large hand and patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, his deep eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan's sharp gaze, and said:

"Child, go forth, slay the Heavenly Immortal, and forge your own era, an era that belongs only to you!"

“Yes, Master Uncle.” Zhang Xiaofan bowed respectfully to Dao Xuan Zhenren.

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren waved his hand and said:
"You're wrong. I'm not the head of Qingyun Sect anymore. You should call me Uncle Daoxuan."

"Now, you are the head of the Qingyun Sect."

"Yes, Uncle Daoxuan!" Zhang Xiaofan said, then took a step and instantly appeared in the sky.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the Yin-Yang Mirror, which had been reforged in his arms, flew out and landed above Tongtian Peak.

The next moment, the two yin-yang fish at the center of the yin-yang mirror rotated, releasing a gray light that enveloped the entire Tongtian Peak.

Seeing this, the Celestial Immortal in the distance spoke in a cold voice:
“This is pointless. After I kill you, I will kill everyone here who knows the truth.”

"What you're doing now is just giving them one more minute to live."

Upon hearing this, the more than 10,000 cultivators below all felt a chill run down their spines.

They never expected that this Celestial Immortal would be so cold-blooded.

They actually intend to kill all of their more than ten thousand cultivators.

Now, their lives are entirely in Zhang Xiaofan's hands.

If Zhang Xiaofan dies, they die!

Zhang Xiaofan lives, they live!

Zhang Xiaofan's sharp eyes were fixed on the Heavenly Immortal ten thousand meters away. Blood-red demonic patterns appeared on his forehead, and a bloodthirsty demonic eye opened, staring intently at the Heavenly Immortal and locking onto him firmly.

The next moment, he took a step and appeared a thousand meters in front of the Celestial Immortal.

"Sword... come!"

With a sharp shout, a flash of blood appeared, and a blood sword flew out of his body and landed in Zhang Xiaofan's palm.

"Hiss!" Heavenly Immortal exclaimed in shock as he looked at the Blood Soul Sword in Zhang Xiaofan's hand.

"You, you've only just become an immortal, how could you possibly possess a celestial artifact?"

"You should know that it took me ten thousand years to refine a celestial weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Sword!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Immortal no longer showed his previous disdain; his sinister eyes were now filled with vigilance.

With a wave of his hand, a celestial sword filled with malevolence appeared in his grasp.

The next moment, the Heavenly Immortal held his sword in front of his chest with his right hand, pointing it at Cang Jiong, while his left hand formed a hand seal and he chanted incantations.

In an instant, the entire world changed color, and a ten-thousand-foot-long sword aura condensed on the immortal artifact, the Immortal-Slaying Sword!
Lightning crackled on the sword aura, like a thunder god, the master of thunder in the world!
"cut!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Immortal was fully activating the immortal power of the ninth level of True Immortal within his body. He gripped the Immortal-Slaying Sword tightly with both hands and slashed down at Zhang Xiaofan!
A thunderous sword, capable of destroying heaven and earth, slashed towards Zhang Xiaofan.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan moved.

He held the Blood Soul Sword in his hand, and without chanting any incantations, the Blood Soul Sword suddenly emitted a bright blood-red light, condensing into a ten-foot-long sword aura!
The sword aura was entirely blood-red, without any unusual phenomena; it was completely ordinary!
Zhang Xiaofan gripped the Blood Soul Sword tightly, his sharp eyes fixed on the Heavenly Immortal a thousand meters away, and coldly said:

"One sword is enough to kill you!"

"The sword opens the gate of heaven!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Xiaofan unleashed a sword strike!
Man and sword become one, merging with the Blood Soul Sword and the One-Zhang Sword Qi.

With an indomitable spirit and the sword intent to open the gates of heaven, it slashed at the ten-thousand-foot-long sword aura.

"Qiang!"

With a sword cry, the ten-thousand-foot-long sword aura was instantly shattered.

The sword energy, spanning a thousand meters in an instant, struck the head of the Heavenly Immortal with undiminished momentum!

split into two!
The next moment, the Blood Soul Sword's terrifying devouring power enveloped the two halves of the Heavenly Immortal's corpse, instantly consuming him completely and turning him into nourishment for the Blood Soul Sword.

The next moment, the blood aura vanished, and Zhang Xiaofan's body reappeared, calmly saying:

"The mysterious immortals are nothing special!"

"I am the only immortal in heaven and earth!"

(End of this chapter)