To comprehend all laws and attain immortality

Chapter 340 The Seeds of Calamity Are Summoned

The white jade scroll was smooth and lustrous, shimmering with brilliant golden light. Even when hastily activated, its power remained formidable.

Countless tiny, ancient Daoist characters surged forth from the white jade scroll, converging into surging waves that blocked the Guiyuan Furnace.

Like a meteor falling into the sea, scorching flames roared forth.

A deafening roar swept across the entire venue, making everyone's eardrums numb and their heads spin. The powerful impact spread outwards, causing people to sway and almost lose their footing.

The fat monk looked at Gu Fan with a look of utter disbelief as he watched him step forward.

Upon sensing the overwhelming pressure of the vast magical power, he was immediately terrified and quickly buried his head, afraid of attracting attention.

The brides, seated on either side of the wedding banquet, all had bright, expectant eyes.

As for the Wang family members, they were filled with shock and anger, glaring at Gu Fan, wanting to step forward and yell at him but daring not to utter a sound.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Fan walked forward calmly, raised his hand and gently summoned the Guiyuan Furnace back into his hand.

The violent collision shattered the waves that had gathered on the white jade scroll. The surface of the scroll crackled and rang out, its spiritual light dimmed, and cracks appeared, but it managed to withstand the blow.

"Who exactly are you?!"

Wang Jingshuo held the white jade scroll in his palm, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes as he forcibly suppressed his surging bloodlust.

This scroll was his natal magic weapon, closely related to him. Even though it was only slightly damaged, it still pained him greatly and made him furious.

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If he hadn't realized that Gu Fan was also in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and because of the presence of his clan members and guests from all directions, he would never have said a word.

"You may not recognize me, but I've remembered you for years." Gu Fan looked at Wang Jingshuo on the high platform, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Then let me remind you... Wang Zhengfeng, and those two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, do you still remember them?"

"It's you!"

Wang Jingshuo's eyes suddenly widened, his gaze filled with shock and hatred, as if he wanted to devour Gu Fan alive.

Upon hearing Wang Zhengfeng's name, he guessed Gu Fan's background.

After all, Wang Zhengfeng and Wang Huaiyu carried the seeds of disaster that he had painstakingly cultivated.

His original plan was to nurture the two of them to the Golden Core stage, then harvest the seed of calamity, and refine it into a great medicine, which might just be the opportunity for him to break through his core and become an infant!

But things are unpredictable. The two carefully nurtured scourges fell one after another, and even Mu Fengchun perished in the Sea of ​​Clouds and Mist.

Over the years, he has spared no expense in damaging his reputation, forcibly forcing female cultivators from other races to marry into his clan and doing everything in his power to reproduce, all in order to cultivate more cultivators who can bear the seeds of disaster.

After years of effort, he finally raised his cultivation level to the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

Even so, the loss of those two seeds of disaster remains a deep and lingering pain in his heart.

He never expected that the Foundation Establishment junior who was once being hunted down would actually reach the late Golden Core stage, with a powerful and enduring magical force that seemed to surpass his own.

"It seems you've remembered."

Gu Fan's lips curled slightly as he turned to look at the panicked guests around him, his tone icy: "Today I am only here to settle scores with the Wang family, and I will not harm the innocent. Everyone stay here quietly and do not attempt to escape. Anyone who dares to make a move will be ruthless."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a figure disregarded the prohibition and suddenly burst through the air, attempting to escape.

"Tsk." Gu Fan frowned slightly.

His divine sense spread out instantly, and an invisible god-slaying flying knife pierced through the air in a flash.

All the onlookers saw was the fleeing figure suddenly freeze in mid-air, then fall heavily to the ground, eyes wide open, expression terrified, no breath coming from the mouth or nose, dead on the spot.

Judging from his appearance, he was the Wang family cultivator who had greeted guests at the manor gate earlier.

Gu Fan snorted and looked at Wang Jingshuo: "With a formidable enemy at hand, yet you're clinging to life and fearing death, the Wang family's family values... aren't very good."

"The family traditions of the Wang family are none of the business of outsiders."

Wang Jingshuo glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground and retorted in a deep voice, "As for you, as a cultivator from Wei, how dare you trespass into Chen and act in this way? Aren't you afraid of provoking a conflict between the two countries?"

"A conflict between two nations?" Gu Fan scoffed. "Cultivators who dare to trespass into other countries always take their own lives upon themselves. What kind of conflict between two nations is this? Are you perhaps afraid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Guiyuan Furnace reignited its flames, and a rosy glow of blue and white shot into the sky, illuminating the entire square in a snowy white light.

Wang Jingshuo was prepared. He unfurled the white jade scroll in mid-air and lightly touched the surface with his fingertip.

The jade slip emitted a burst of spiritual light, from which six characters "御" (Yu, meaning imperial) flew out.

A series of booming explosions rang out.

Taihao Xuanguang shattered six golden characters in succession, but its power was gradually worn down, and its remaining force was easily blocked by Wang Jingshuo.

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow at this sight.

Although this Taihao Xuan Light was a last-minute move by him and its accumulated power was not strong, Wang Jingshuo was able to block it with ease, which shows his strong strength. He is indeed worthy of someone who sacrificed his blood relatives to cultivate evil arts.

"Now that you've come looking for trouble, today is your death day!"

Wang Jingshuo roared and slammed his hand heavily onto the white jade scroll.

In an instant, seven blood-red "kill" characters burst forth from the bamboo slip, like seven icy blades, carrying endless killing intent, and slashed fiercely towards Gu Fan.

A chilling atmosphere enveloped the area, and everyone seemed to hear the roars and cries of a thousand horses clashing in battle.

"A trivial skill."

Gu Fan coldly shouted, took a step forward, and the Blazing Fire Heaven Formation was suddenly spread out.

Crimson-gold divine fire soared into the sky, condensing into a divine general's image, three zhang and six chi tall.

Before the blood-red killing characters even got close, crimson fire lotuses bloomed out of thin air, shattering all seven killing characters.

Then, the divine general raised his hand and gathered his strength, and a Crimson Sun Heavenly Sword quickly condensed in his palm. The sword's edge was red and scorching hot, and an incomparably fierce Blazing Flame Slash slashed down towards Wang Jingshuo.

Blazing Flame Slash!

Seeing Gu Fan effortlessly deflect the attack, Wang Jingshuo's expression changed drastically, and he immediately took to the air to dodge.

The Blazing Slash brushed past Wang Jingshuo, nearly setting his scholar's robe ablaze, before landing in the Wang family manor, slicing through several pavilions and bursting into flames.

Wang Jingshuo suspended the white jade scroll above his head and quickly made hand seals.

Countless streams of light surged forth from the ancient bamboo slips, transforming into a sky full of golden Daoist script.

"Suppress," "Confine," "Seal," "Slay"—all sorts of Daoist incantations flooded the sky, blocking all paths and bombarding Gu Fan.

As the sky was filled with runes pressing down, the divine general's brow suddenly shone with a cold light, as if he had opened a heavenly eye.

The next instant, a Taihao Profound Light, far more magnificent than before, swept out, like an inverted Milky Way, crushing all the Daoist inscriptions along its path, unstoppable, and fiercely bombarding the white jade scroll.

"Click"

A crisp cracking sound rang out clearly, and fine golden cracks instantly covered the surface of the jade slip.

Wang Jingshuo's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He tried to escape by taking advantage of the residual force of the Xuan Guang's impact.

Unexpectedly, just as they reached mid-air, a light blue barrier appeared out of thin air.

Caught off guard, he crashed heavily into the barrier, his entire body jolted back, his crown on his head shattered, his long silver-white hair falling over his shoulders, and he staggered unsteadily, barely managing to regain his footing.

"Do you think that since I've come to settle accounts, I'll give you a chance to escape?" A cold voice slowly emanated from the divine fire avatar, chilling to the bone.

"Heh heh heh... You think killing me will be that easy!"

Faced with a life-or-death situation, Wang Jingshuo suddenly let out a low, maniacal laugh, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene, his voice hoarse and distorted: "After nurturing you all for so many years, it's time for you to sacrifice yourselves for me."

"The seeds of disaster have been sown!"