Zhang Chulan VS Wang, Second Elder Lü

Zhang Chulan, after hearing Jiang Zhen's words, turned to look and immediately froze.

He saw something like a transparent screen blocking all the people who had rushed over from the outside.

They stood outside, constantly touching that thing as if trying to open it, yet never once looked this way.

Jiang Zhen: "Alright, Chulan, no need to look. They can't see us.

This Space Barrier of mine, though casually set up, is not something they can break through or see what's happening inside.

Alright, I'll leave it to you now. Aside from these two old geezers, there are a few youngsters here. No problem, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry. What's a few more people? I'm not afraid! Watch me!"

With that, Zhang Chulan looked at the two old men and let out a cold laugh:

"Heh heh! Weren't you two pretty cocky just now? Come on, then!!!"

At this moment, however, Lu Ci and Wang Ai's faces turned grim and terrifying, their eyes fixed on Jiang Zhen. Finally, they spoke slowly:

"Boy, you really want this to end in death or ruin!!!"

They weren't fools. They could tell that the thing Jiang Zhen had casually set up was something neither of them could break.

With such ability, how could he be an ordinary person? His strength was absolutely terrifying.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhen glanced at the two indifferently, then said to Zhang Chulan:

"It's yours, Chulan. I'll wait over there."

With that, Jiang Zhen walked to the side and, right before their shocked eyes, leaped into the air and sat down midair.

As if sitting on space itself. Seeing this, Zhang Chulan laughed and said:

"Heh heh, no need to look at Brother Jiang. You two old geezers aren't even worthy of him making a move."

Hearing this, the two let out cold laughs, their bodies radiating icy killing intent.

"Hmph! You want to kill me? Let's see if you're qualified!

Men, get him! Kill him!!!"

Wang Ai also spoke: "All of you alive, get him! Slaughter this brat!"

As the words fell, six or seven Black-Clad Men and a few Lu Family Disciples stepped forward, staring at Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan, seeing this, gave a light smile and said:

"You really think what you saw before was my full strength?"

As the words fell, Zhang Chulan vanished from where he stood.

"Not good! Watch out..."

"Clang..."

"Pfft..."

But just then, a crisp sword cry rang out, followed by a flash of Purple Sword Light.

Then, when Zhang Chulan reappeared, he was already back in his original spot.

In his hand, he now held a soft sword radiating a Purple Hued glow.

"Thud! Thud thud!"

At that moment, everyone turned to look. Three Black-Clad Men collapsed to the ground, necks spurting blood they couldn't even cover.

Seeing this, everyone present drew in a sharp breath.

Even Lu Ci and Wang Ai's pupils contracted violently, their faces filled with disbelief.

"You... your strength... you... were this strong!!!"

Zhang Chulan, hearing this, chuckled and waved his hand, saying:

"Strong? Heh! What's this? Brother Jiang's methods are truly heaven-defying. Even the legendary immortals might not compare to Brother Jiang.

And the few people with me? Tsk tsk, it seems I'm the weakest now.

Oh, right, there's also that guy Madara. He hasn't revived yet, so he can't beat me. But once he does, with his talent and bloodline, he'll probably catch up to us pretty quickly!"

Hearing this, Lu Ci and Wang Ai exchanged bewildered glances, not understanding.

But Zhang Chulan wouldn't stop. Seeing the two lost in shock, he struck instantly.

One step forward, he executed Prosperous Steps, making him seem like two people at once.

In a single exchange, three more of their men had their throats slit by his sword. By now, many had died.

Seeing this, the atmosphere in the scene shifted instantly.

At that moment, Lu Ci said coldly:

"Hmph! A bunch of trash. Get out of my way!"

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With that, Lu Ci stomped his foot, and in an instant, Ruyi Force erupted. A hidden surge of power shot from beneath his foot toward Zhang Chulan.

However, seeing this, Zhang Chulan paid it no mind. Instead, he circulated the Qi within him along the pathways of Yangzhou Slow.

"Bam!"

In that moment, Zhang Chulan's pure, refined Qi instantly scattered the force that was attacking his internal body.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Old Master Lu, quite the move. That must be your Lu Family's heirloom technique, Ruyi Force, right? Truly formidable! If this young man didn't have a few internal energy skills under his belt, I'd probably have been struck directly in the organs by you, old sir. Striking from a distance—impressive, truly impressive!"

Yet, upon seeing this, one of Lu Ci's eyes suddenly widened, and he spoke slowly:

"Is that the Qi Body Origin Flow your grandfather passed down to you?"

Zhang Chulan heard this and gave a slight shake of his head, saying:

"Qi Body Origin Flow? Hah! What I've studied since childhood is the Golden Light Spell and the Lightning Technique. As for that Qi Body Origin Flow you mentioned, my grandfather never spoke of it even on his deathbed. But this young man was lucky enough to meet Brother Jiang and the others, and I learned three skills from an elder brother named Li Lianhua. One is an internal martial art, Yangzhou Slow—cultivating Qi, refining life and nature, making my Qi supremely pure and clean! One is a hand technique, the Xiangyi Tai Sword—over this past year, I've managed to make some progress with it. By Li Lianhua's reckoning, I've barely stepped into the realm of mastery. And one is a lightness skill, the Prosperous Steps. You two old masters, that so-called Qi Body Origin Flow you mentioned—my grandfather never passed it on to me!"

At these words, Lu Ci and Wang Ai fell silent. After a long moment, they exchanged a glance and both made their move. They weren't fools. At their age, having been through so much, how could they not understand? Zhang Chulan had already reached this point—it was clear they were at a point of no return, a fight to the death. In other words, Zhang Chulan had no reason to deceive them. Yet, under these circumstances, if Zhang Chulan still said so, it meant he wasn't lying. But if Zhang Chulan wasn't lying, that meant one thing: he had no intention of letting them leave this place.

In an instant, Ruyi Force surged toward Zhang Chulan from all directions. On the other side, numerous spirit bodies appeared around Wang Ai, all rushing toward Zhang Chulan.

In the distance, Jiang Zhen, watching this scene, furrowed his brow. "So many spirit beings and elemental spirits. Wang Ai, you're ruthless enough! But they've cultivated to this stage with difficulty and haven't killed anyone yet—I can't let you just devour them!"

With that, Jiang Zhen simply said: "Come!!!"

Instantly, his Tong You and soul-capturing abilities activated. The spirit bodies that Wang Ai had controlled broke free from his influence, flying out of his body and landing in Jiang Zhen's hands.

Looking at the Snake Spirit, Rat Spirit, Cat Spirit, Wolf Spirit, and even the Sheep Spirit and Tiger Spirit among the many beings in his grasp, Jiang Zhen's lips curled slightly as he recalled his earlier deductions, and he said: "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect such a big haul from this trip. The Demon Race's spirit layout—here it is. Who'd have thought? Zhang Chulan, this kid, really isn't bad. This time, even if there are no techniques or such, these spirit bodies alone are more than enough."

With that, Jiang Zhen directly stored them away.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan burst into laughter and said: "Hahaha! Wang Ai, you old bastard, you still want to use spirit bodies against me? With my Brother Jiang here, a bunch of mere spirits are nothing—summoned at will, dismissed at will."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan swung his sword, sending a burst of Sword Qi straight at Lu Ci. Lu Ci dodged swiftly, preparing to counterattack, but at that moment, Zhang Chulan activated his Lightning Technique. In an instant, his entire body transformed into lightning, appearing behind Lu Ci in the blink of an eye.

"Not good! It's the Lightning Technique!!!"

Just then, Lu Ci felt a numbing pain surge through him. He tried his best to evade, but at that moment, a purple, lightning-wreathed soft sword slashed across his right shoulder.

"Shlick..."

In an instant, an arm fell to the ground.

"Roar!!!"

At that moment, a tiger's roar rang out, and a massive ink-black tiger charged straight at Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan leaped up, swung his sword, and the tiger dissolved into ink, vanishing on the spot.

"Ink?" Zhang Chulan stared in surprise at the scene.

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