Chapter 665: Chapter 500: Guidance
Deep within the Fallen Flame Pavilion, the secluded hall of Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, flames and ice intertwined in a strange balance.
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, surrounded by nine wisps of extinguishing divine fire, each capable of incinerating a typical Void Refining Cultivator.
He was originally striving to break through the shackles of the Void Refining Eleventh Tribulation, with his Divine Soul closely connected to the heavens and earth, yet at a certain moment, his Heart Spirit felt as if struck by a heavy hammer.
The life imprint bound with the Divine Soul of the closed-door disciple, Refining Sun Venerable, shattered.
"Ugh ah!"
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch abruptly opened his eyes, the extinguishing divine fire in his pupils surged, instantly melting the Profound Ice within the hall into nothingness.
The aura around him surged wildly, the restrictions of the secluded hall shattered with a sound, and flames raged around him.
"Who?! Who dares to kill my disciple?!"
With a heart filled with the fury to burn the heavens and boil the seas, the power of his Divine Soul swept out like a tidal wave, encompassing the entire Fallen Flame Pavilion.
"Refining Sun was my heir in cultivation, his aptitudes and comprehension unmatched among the current Fallen Flame generation, no ordinary Void Refining could kill him."
"Bullying the weak, I will surely grind your bones to dust, obliterate your Divine Soul!"
He clenched his fists tightly, his heart boiling with murderous intent:
"No matter which sect you belong to, today you are doomed!"
...
At the same time, two streaks of light cut through the quiet on the ancient path of the star river.
They were Zhang Mingyu and Qi Mang, one ahead and one behind, swiftly heading towards Yun State, leaving two fleeting trails in their wake.
Qi Mang suddenly spoke:
"Venerable Mingyu, the cultivation technique you practice is remarkably agile, may I ask where it originates from?"
Zhang Mingyu paused slightly at the words, turned back and replied with a smile:
"This was passed down by the ancestors of my Zhang Family, who once fortunately entered the Yunlu sect and received guidance from wise seniors, thus passing down this heritage."
"Yunlu sect?"
A flash of brilliance appeared in Qi Mang’s eyes, a thought stirred in his heart, and he asked again, "Since it’s a lineage of Yunlu, do you know Zhang Che?"
Zhang Mingyu’s face was full of surprise, she stopped in her tracks, and said with immense pride:
"The Demon Venerable also knows Ancestor Che?"
"Ancestor Che is indeed the patriarch of our Tianxin Zhang Clan, personally taught by the Dharma Master, with cultivation unfathomable."
Upon hearing this, Qi Mang’s heart was set:
"I’m glad I didn’t save the wrong person."
He had previously seen Zhang Che several times visiting his own master while walking in the Pan Wu Hall.
Yunlu and Pan Wu’s relationship is far from ordinary.
With this connection, the assistance this time also seems reasonable.
Seeing Qi Mang’s relaxed expression, Zhang Mingyu secretly wondered:
"This Demon Venerable has a powerful aura; who could he truly be?"
She turned her thoughts and hurriedly reminded:
"Demon Venerable, Refining Sun Venerable is not alone, his master is the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch, a top-tier Great Power of the Void Refining Ten Tribulation, who favors Refining Sun greatly."
"Now that Refining Sun has fallen, the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch surely won’t let this rest. I’ve already sent a message to the elders of my family to come and escort us..."
Qi Mang nodded slightly, his tone calm: "I know."
...
The two continued to speed along, soon reaching the edge of a star river.
The star river was dazzling, billions of stars adorned the heavenly dome like crushed diamonds, revealing an ancient and vast aura amidst the swirling star clouds.
By the bank of the star river sat a white-haired Daoist.
The Daoist wore a white Daoist robe and held an ancient fishing rod, fishing in the river of stars. His aura was as deep as the sea, seemingly merged with heaven and earth, making it hard to discern its depths.
Zhang Mingyu and Qi Mang exchanged a glance, each seeing vigilance in the other’s eyes.
A Great Power of such a realm fishing here without reason could not be accidental.
The two dared not disturb him recklessly, quietly turning to bypass this place.
Buzz——
At that moment, the white-haired Daoist suddenly moved.
With a flick of his wrist, two golden threads appeared in the air, falling like shooting stars chasing the moon, at a speed so fast it was impossible to evade.
Zhang Mingyu and Qi Mang felt a tightness around them.
The golden threads had already entangled their bodies, tightening to the point where their Primordial Spirit thoughts couldn’t even operate.
The Daoist slowly turned around, his white hair floating in the wind, revealing none other than the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch.
He gazed at the two with a calm expression, without any ripple as if he was looking at insignificant objects.
"I thought the one who killed my disciple would be a Void Refining Cultivator, never expected it to be two juniors of similar realm."
His tone was indifferent, yet carried an imposing pressure.
Within his heart, the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch pondered silently:
"If I were to mercilessly kill two juniors, it would inevitably tarnish my reputation for bullying the weak when the word spreads, and the Fallen Flame Pavilion’s image would be damaged."
But thinking of Refining Sun’s tragic death, he felt unwilling:
"Yet if I simply let them go, wouldn’t it make everyone think I’m easy to bully? Refining Sun’s revenge, cannot be left unsettled!"
His gaze skimmed over the two, lingering a few extra moments on Qi Mang, and he voiced solemnly:
"The Zhang Clan’s little girl and that demon tiger, I disdain bullying the weak. Let your masters come here."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief inside, promptly using the Secret Technique to urge the elders of her family to arrive quickly.
"Fortunately, the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch considered his reputation and is willing to give us a chance. As long as the Primordial Ancestors arrive, there’s hope for a turnaround."
Qi Mang, in contrast, closed his eyes directly, his expression calm, showing no intention of sending a message for assistance.
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch was slightly surprised in his eyes, a thought stirred within, and he asked aloud:
"Are you this demon tiger a Loose Cultivator?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingyu was startled inside:
"If a Loose Cultivator! Then this situation could be troublesome."
"Without the protection of a background, bullying the weak, once done, is done."
Her palm sweated with cold sweat, only hoping the elders of her family could arrive sooner.
Before Qi Mang could even speak, a gentle voice came from the void:
"Daoist friend of Fallen Flame, please calm down."
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