Chapter 548: Chapter 547 Unbelievable
Liu Zheng’s face bore an expression of disbelief as he trembled and said,
"He is dead, but all of this is just a nightmare because your master was never killed by your junior sister," the voice spoke again.
"What? My master isn’t dead? How is that possible? I saw him being killed with my own eyes, why is he still alive?"
Liu Zheng said in shock.
"You are mistaken, my master, he really did die, but he was not killed by my junior sister. He was murdered by someone else, and then his body was sealed with a secret technique, waiting for a fortuitous opportunity to break the seal and emerge."
The voice said.
"Secret technique?"
Liu Zheng frowned.
"Yes, a secret technique, a unique secret technique of our sect, only my great-grandmaster knows how to execute it. However, he hasn’t used this secret technique in many years. Do you want to know who killed my master?"
The voice continued.
"Just tell me, and I will naturally find out who killed my master."
Liu Zheng snorted coldly, knowing full well who murdered his master, but his current strength was still insufficient to be privy to such matters.
"Very well, I’ll tell you. It was your master’s name that was written on the stone stele buried in your master’s mother’s grave!"
With that, a black gravestone suddenly appeared in the air above Liu Zheng’s head.
The black gravestone exuded an ancient aura, and upon it, three vigorous characters were engraved.
"Master?"
Hearing the word "master," Liu Zheng’s eyes immediately widened.
An image involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
It was his master, whose name was Liu Zheng, the head of their martial arts sect.
His master was an exceptional Refinement Grandmaster with numerous different weapons and even many magic artifacts crafted by him.
Liu Zheng’s master had once accepted Liu Zheng as a disciple, but unfortunately, as Liu Zheng grew more powerful, he continually challenged his master’s authority until he could no longer bear it and expelled him from the sect.
Before leaving, Liu Zheng had promised his master that if he broke through to the Soul Refining Realm, he would return to him.
However, in just a few short years, Liu Zheng advanced from the eighth level of Qi refining to the ninth, but he did not live to see Liu Zheng return before he perished.
On the brink of death, Liu Zheng’s master entrusted a Storage Ring to Liu Zheng and left him with these words: if he could stay alive and reach the Soul Refining Realm within three years, his bones near his grave could be used to reconstruct his body, allowing him to be resurrected once more.
When Liu Zheng first heard these words, he could hardly believe his ears.
But now, that voice rang in his ears once more.
"This is the only testament your master left you. If you do not abide by it, then await your obliteration."
"I... I will abide by it!"
Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and then swallowed the Storage Ring.
Afterward, his body trembled violently, his skin becoming withered and shriveled. His white hair, within the span of half a minute, turned to nothing.
"Boom!"
Just then, a loud rumbling noise spread throughout the entire mountain range, and Liu Zheng’s eyes suddenly burst open, his body standing up abruptly with a fierce killing intent flickering across his face.
"Hmph, I really want to see exactly who you are!"
"Boom!"
Liu Zheng let out a low roar, his body suddenly flying out of the cave and rushing toward the outside.
Outside, the Liu Zheng who was about to enter the woods was knocked flying by Liu Zheng’s body and fell to the ground, rolling several meters away.
He struggled to his feet and then ran towards the outside of the valley.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out through the entire mountain range, and then, a bullet hole appeared on Liu Zheng’s forehead, followed by his slow collapse to the ground.
"Hmph, you little beast, I want to see how long you can dodge!"
"Bang!"
Another shot was fired, and a dark figure fiercely dashed towards the distance.
"Huh? He can actually sense the trajectory of the bullet?"
In a dense forest, a man in black with a masked face frowned, then raised his hand and fired five bullets in succession.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
Five shots were fired; all five bullets hit Liu Zheng’s back, and immediately, Liu Zheng’s body slammed hard into a tree, instantly staining a large swath of leaves with blood.
However, there were only five bullet holes on his back and no damage to his muscles or bones.
A cold smile hung at the corner of Liu Zheng’s mouth.
"Hmph, you think you can kill me? No chance!"
He snorted coldly and took a potion from his chest, tossing it into his mouth.
The next moment, all the pores on his body opened up, and a mighty spiritual power emanated from him before quickly integrating into his body.
Soon, his spiritual power recovered as before.
"Hehe, since your spiritual power is so formidable, I’ll use your body to absorb your spiritual power!"
Liu Zheng let out a cold laugh and, with a move, sped off into the distance.
His speed was even faster than before.
...
Meanwhile, in a hidden cave a hundred miles from the valley, an elder in blue robes was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.
This person, dressed in a white Daoist robe with white hair and beard, had a hunched figure as if a gust of wind could blow him over, yet he sat on the cushion as solid as a rock.
At this moment, the elder had his eyes slightly closed, and his body emanated a faint blue light, as gentle as a clear stream, slowly flowing into his body.
Around the elder were concentric circles of blue, droplet-shaped halos.
And his chest was swollen, seemingly as if it were an inflated ball.
He was the Sect Leader of Tianji Sect, Lin Fan’s grandfather.
"Crack Crack..."
Cracking sounds came from Lin Fan’s grandfather’s chest, followed by a thick rib bone extruding from his body.
Lin Fan’s grandfather’s face looked slightly pained, but his eyes opened.
"Eh, it has already recovered quite a bit; though not yet to the strength of my peak, it’s quite formidable now!"
Lin Fan’s grandfather said in surprise.
A smile appeared on his face, and he was very pleased.
For when he had just cultivated to the ’Soul Dispersion and Unity Realm’, he had tried to squeeze his soul out from his flesh but had failed. In the end, he had no choice but to give up; however, he didn’t stop trying.
Instead, through the study of spiritual power, he had transformed his spiritual power, and now it was much stronger than before.
A hint of joy appeared on his face.
