Chapter 1324: Chapter 49: White Qi Facing the Sky, Water Crane Temple Golden Sun
Zhang Boyant was hit by the spell, his body trembled as if he couldn’t stand steady, swayed twice, and took a few steps back before suddenly dispersing into a thick puff of smoke, disappearing for a while into the world.
Everyone was taken aback by this spectacle, and Shao Zhongxiang was also stunned, then suddenly realized and blurted out, "Powerful Avatar?"
Right after his words fell, a wisp of yellow smoke rose from the ground in the field, reaching eight feet high, twisting and condensing into Zhang Boyant’s form again. He smiled deeply and said, "Daoist Shao, would you say Zhang has taken it?"
When seeking Dao outside, Shao Zhongxiang had often engaged in exchanges with many skillful cultivators. Prior to making a move, he made sure to carefully examine, yet couldn’t detect anything amiss about Zhang Boyant. Even as the person stood before him now, it was impossible to discern if this was a real or false body. Such Dharma techniques are exceedingly rare. He pondered for a moment and then asked sternly, "What connection do you have with Qu Changzhi, how could you know his secret cultivation technique?"
Zhang Boyant’s gaze carried a dim green fire, and he said mockingly, "Do not equate the Daoist skills of my sect with that mouse’s kind."
What had been dispelled earlier was merely a Nascent Soul Avatar he had refined for a long time. Although it couldn’t compare to the Ten Thousand Spirits Yin Void Tribulation Water of Wind Coast, it was still an Nether Spring Sect secret tradition, able to come and go flying, appearing similar to a True Master. Unless one practices the Hai Zhen Temple’s Divine Eye Technique, it is extremely difficult to see through.
The devil he released earlier was with specific intent, not merely for defense, but to probe into Shao Zhongxiang’s Gate Dao Skill details. After contact, he believed he could take on it with just a Nascent Soul Avatar, hence he resisted firmly. Otherwise, he would rather admit defeat than choose to endure it, risking his life.
Shao Zhongxiang’s face darkened, and he turned back, "Daoist Han."
Han Wangke steadily stood up from the stone, walked a few steps to stand before Zhang Yan, and bowed with a salute, "Fellow Daoist, please make your move."
Zhang Yan looked at him deeply, returned the gesture, and said, "May I first inquire about the Daoist’s name?"
Han Wangke calmly said, "I am merely a mountain and wilderness loose cultivator now. This time I came at the behest of someone else, regardless of winning or losing, I will leave after the duel, so my name is insignificant."
Having recognized Zhang Boyant, he suspected the Nether Spring Sect had some plot here, and now finding himself a guest, he didn’t want to get entangled in the chaos, so he refrained from mentioning his name to avoid trouble after this.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, didn’t pursue the question further, and bowed, "Please, fellow Daoist, guide me."
After speaking, he stepped back two paces and stirred his mind. Instantly, Spirit Light rose from beneath his feet, gathered at the top, and three clusters of Gang Clouds surged mightily, sending a streak of Purple Qi skywards, directly piercing the azure sky. Shortly, dark clouds rolled in, filling the empty sky and sea with roaring sounds, evidently indicating Great Dharma Power was accumulating within the clouds.
Normally, he didn’t flaunt his strength, only showed his prowess occasionally while fighting Qu Changzhi and others, yet wasn’t seen through by others. The cultivators from all sects only knew he had deep Daoist cultivation and impressive skills, though they didn’t understand him well. Now seeing him summon thunder and change the weather with a wave of his sleeve, they couldn’t help feeling apprehensive and awe-struck.
To their surprise, Han Wangke’s face suddenly changed at the sight, blurting out, "Purple Cloud Divine Thunder?" Suddenly reaching out, loudly saying, "Hold on."
Zhang Yan intentionally revealed the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, also with hidden intent to probe. Seeing him call out, he immediately halted the mana without releasing it, asking, "Is there anything else fellow Daoist wishes to say?"
Han Wangke’s lips moved a few times, then transmitted a message, "Are you a Mingcang disciple? Those who can learn Purple Cloud Divine Thunder must have the true transmission of the sect, which True Master’s disciple might you be?"
Zhang Yan didn’t answer but asked in return, "How does the Daoist address himself?"
Han Wangke paused and responded, "I am Han Wangke, you might not have heard of me, but..." He raised his head, eyes bright as he continued, "’White Qi Facing the Sky, Water Crane Temple Golden Sun,’ is this phrase familiar to you?"
Zhang Yan’s eyes flashed with light as he pondered, "So he is a disciple of that line, it seems he does not belong to the true villain lineage."
The previous Sect Leader Qin Qinggang had a disciple named Li Gezhang, whose dharma form was known as "White Qi Watching the Sun," and was quite famed back then, even competing for sect leadership against that villain. However, after Qin Mobai took over, most of his disciples were expelled, yet unexpectedly, he met one here.
He cupped his hands and said, "I study under the Elixir Cauldron Institute Master, thus by this generation’s hierarchy, I should call you senior brother."
Han Wangke nodded with clarity, "So you are a disciple of Dean Zhou, Dean Zhou is extraordinarily talented, if not for his own ending, he would have had a chance to achieve the Great Dao."
