Dark Currents VIII

Zhang Rongfang remained silent. Now that things had come to this, he needed to muster his will to become stronger and reach the Grandmaster realm. His identity as Daozi of the Great Dao Sect had become a shackle.

But the kindness and protection that Master Yue had shown him also kept resurfacing in his mind.

Without the protection of the Great Dao Sect, he wouldn't have developed to this level so quickly.

"Prefecture Lord Shangguan, thank you for your care all this time," Zhang Rongfang.

"Similarly, I will always remember the kindness that Master Yue has shown me."

"Then why are you still..." The moment Shangguan Feihe saw Di Jiang appear and heard his tone, he vaguely understood that Zhang Ying might be alright!

"Human feelings are human feelings." Zhang Rongfang stepped onto the steps in front of the door.

"But the Great Dao Sect has gone astray."

He walked step by step toward Di Jiang, each step even and steady, as if he were moving away from something.

Upon seeing this scene, Shangguan Feihe inexplicably seemed to have thought of something.

He suddenly started breathing heavily.

"Stop!"

He suddenly shouted.

"The affairs of the Great Dao Sect can only be decided by the Great Dao Sect! You will come with me to the Heavenly Sincerity Palace to see the Grand Master!"

Without hesitation, he finally took a step forward, and his three-meter-tall body suddenly expanded to four meters. His fan-like hand descended from the sky, covering more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and grabbed at Zhang Rongfang.

Clang!

A soft laugh escaped in an instant.

Di Jiang's figure vanished abruptly, replaced by a dazzling white light.

The white light and the giant hand collided instantly, then bounced back.

Di Jiang returned to the door frame, gently sheathed his sword, and remained calm.

Shangguan Feihe lowered his right palm, a clear cut on his palm dripping blood continuously.

His eyes widened in anger, and he was about to continue forward.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan suddenly rushed forward, disregarding Di Jiang's presence, and grabbed at Zhang Rongfang with a palm.

"??" The people present all looked solemn, wondering what Zhou Yan meant.

Did he really think that he and Shangguan Feihe could stand up to Di Jiang and Ostandin together?

Whoosh! The airflow generated by Zhou Yan's move produced a muffled, thunderous explosion.

That was the sharp sound of air being instantly shattered.

Di Jiang's eyes narrowed, and he was about to make a move.

Suddenly he dodged to the left.

Swoosh! A Black Blade suddenly shot out from where he had been standing.

Countless hazy gray-white wisps of mist rapidly spread out from behind the Black Blade.

"Oh no! This Doubtful Cloud Mist!?"

Di Jiang's expression changed slightly. He instantly activated the Love Fate Blade to dispel the mist, but in just that instant, Zhang Rongfang beside him had already vanished.

He took a few steps forward, intending to sense his surroundings and locate Zhang Rongfang.

But from the darkness, a tall figure with completely silver eyes, wielding Black Blade, rushed towards him.

"Divine Descent!? You're courting death!!" Di Jiang drew his sword, ready to temporarily unleash his power. Although the opponent was Worship God Great Grandmaster Divine Descent, this state could not last.

If we can quickly deal with this person, he will suddenly take a step back.

Dodged a thick arm that came crashing down from the left.

Boom! The arm struck empty air, and the burst of air landed on the ground, even creating a shallow mud pit.

The person who arrived was none other than Shangguan Feihe.

His entire body was covered in silver patterns, and there was a special line between his eyebrows that was faintly visible.

In a split second, their blades clashed against each other's arms, producing a crisp sound. Then they quickly separated.

Before Di Jiang could even regain his footing, the Shadow that had just Divine Descent before pounced down again, wielding Black Blade and slashing at his neck.

The blade flashed like lightning and rain, carrying the same top-level Enemy Anticipation. It completely covered every possible angle from which to dodge.

"You're courting death!!" Di Jiang roared in fury, raising his head and gripping his sword. His pupils instantly contracted into cracks, and a peculiar aura emanated from his body.

Laugh!!

The white blade light, like ribbons, suddenly shot out and spread in all directions.

'Facing Solution!'

***In the hazy gray mist.

Zhang Rongfang in place, waiting for changes to occur around him.

In the past, he might have felt uncertain and at a loss.

But things are different now.

Having witnessed the Doubtful Cloud Mist surrounding even the Spirit General, this was nothing compared to what was happening now.

"You thought you could escape just now? How about now? Are you scared?" Zhou Yan slowly emerged from the mist, positioned directly opposite him.

"Why should I be afraid?" Zhang Rongfang retorted.

"Colluding with rebel forces, secretly assassinating fellow sect masters, murdering Western Sect Grandmaster, and forging identities to steal martial arts skills—any one of these crimes would be enough to kill you," Zhou Yan said in a deep voice.

"He doesn't Worship God, he's just a mortal master from the Reverse Time Society, what's there to be afraid of? Why waste so much breath on him? Just grab him and interrogate him to find out how to control him!" From the mist, Daoist Congshan and Yuan Cheng appeared together.

The three men formed a triangular formation, surrounding Zhang Rongfang in the center.

"I was caught off guard and he ambushed me." Daoist Congshan's face was contorted with rage. He had just been punched in the head and died, and it was only now that he had recovered. This was the first time in decades that he had ever been so humiliated! "This time, I'll see just how good he really is!" Daoist Congshan focused intently, circulating his Extreme Mysterious Yin Finger, his power covering his entire body.

"Quickly finish this!" Yuan Cheng exclaimed.

The masters of the Reverse Time Society are by no means easy to deal with.

If this drags on for too long, who knows what unexpected things might happen?

At this point, all three of them regarded Zhang Rongfang as a master of the Reverse Time Society disguise.

At this moment, everyone remained calm and composed, ready to work together to take down this person.

"Don't interfere! It was my carelessness just now, this time..." Cong Shan tore off his upper Daoist robe, revealing his muscular physique.

"Final Form! Eastern Profound Force!!"

His body suddenly swelled and grew larger, and bulging muscles appeared on the surface of his skin. If that were all, he would look like a normal Limit State.

But strangely, he opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and immediately three fist-sized bulges appeared in the center of his chest.

The three meat buns seemed to be alive, constantly moving around on his body.

"Kill!!" Daoist Congshan roared, his eyes Qidian silver light. He took a step and used the momentum to charge towards Zhang Rongfang.

He spread his fingers wide, with specks of black appearing at the tips, and grabbed at Zhang Rongfang from both sides at the same time.

This is the Extreme Mysterious Yin Finger killing move of the True One Sect — Heavenly One Crippling Finger.

Once unleashed, it can instantly gather all its power into the fingers of both hands.

It can instantly increase the hardness of your fingers several times over.

Even when facing divine weapons, they can engage in direct combat for a long time.

"Go to hell!!" The Daoist Congshan had a ferocious expression on his face, completely lacking the demeanor and temperament of a Daoist master.

He spread his arms wide, like a giant bird flapping its wings, and slapped at Zhang Rongfang from both sides.

This time, he was not careless at all. He was fully focused and went all out. Under the stimulation of the previous humiliation, his strength and spirit had reached their peak.

Therefore, this was the strongest move he had ever unleashed, a perfect fusion of all his martial arts skills.

With Essence, Qi, and Spirit in perfect harmony, we are invincible! 'Enemy Anticipation!'

'Enemy Anticipation!'

Zhang Rongfang looked up and stared.

The two launched their attacks simultaneously.

Whoosh! Bang! A cloud of Blood Mist exploded from Cong Shan's chest in an instant.

In that instant, everything in his eyes slowed down.

He could see that Zhang Rongfang's body instantly grew larger and swelled, becoming like a monster, reaching four meters in height, with countless patterns covering his entire body.

He could see the other person take a step, raise their hand, and flash by.

They brushed past me.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through his back as an arm pierced right through his chest.

Then everything froze at that moment.

There was no further movement.

Everything in Cong Shan's eyes began to turn gray.

He clung to Zhang Rongfang, and a terrifying sound of blood being sucked out could be heard.

Both Zhou Yan and Yuan Cheng, who had rushed over, suddenly stopped and stared intently at Cong Shan.

His strong body was rapidly becoming thin and shriveled.

"A method of restraint! This kind of evil method must be the legendary method of restraint!!" Zhou Yan's scalp tingled as he looked at the scene before him and instantly recalled the rumors that had circulated before.

He initially thought it was all a lie.

But now... it's actually true!!? This is unbelievable!! "Kill him!!" His scalp tingled, and he made a decisive decision. At this moment, all plans were unimportant! As Worship God, the moment he saw this scene, alarm bells rang in his mind.

A powerful instinct compelled him to unleash his full power.

Destroy what's before your eyes! Annihilate this person before you!! Just like him, Yuan Cheng is standing to the side.

"Kill!!"

The two sprinted simultaneously, their bodies expanding mid-race, bursting their robes. They then unleashed their full power in their Final Form.

Zhou Yan's body became slender and well-proportioned, and a pair of short black wings grew from his back.

Numerous small black dots appeared on his face, and each dot oozed blood with his violent breathing.

The martial art he practiced was called the Spirit Swan Flight Technique!

His Final Form, a fusion of all his skills, was named the Nine Twists Spiral! As the name suggests, this Final Form focuses on explosive speed.

On the other side, Yuan Cheng was covered in silver stripes, with black and red demon patterns emerging from his head. His hands grew fine scales, his nails were sharp, his face was bluish, and his teeth were serrated, completely transforming into the appearance of a hungry ghost Asura described in Buddhist School.

This Final Form is called the Unintentional Five Zen! It is a powerful state he attained through comprehending five types of Zen martial arts. It possesses unparalleled defensive capabilities.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously lunged at Zhang Rongfang in the center.

Click.

Zhang Rongfang snapped Daoist Congshan's neck with one hand and sensed the attacks from both sides.

Now that he had activated his Blood Lotus State, he showed no fear whatsoever.

Looking up at Zhou Yan's charging figure, a series of countermeasures flashed through his mind.

But in the end, they still came together as one.

'Immortal Method!'

His eyes suddenly brightened.

This is the first time that one of the twelve unique Breaking Limit Skill belonging to the Blood Lotus State has been used.

"Ground Shrinking!"

Boom!!

In an instant, the ground beneath his feet collapsed and exploded.

In the pit more than a meter wide, Zhang Rongfang rose from the ground like a phantom, passing by Zhou Yan at a terrifying speed far faster than before.

"Chongyun!!" He waved his arm.

The two moved swiftly, their arms meeting, and they instantly exchanged moves.

Zhou Yan landed, knelt on one knee, and covered his right arm.

His right arm was like a noodle, all the bones were completely shattered, and there was no support at all.

But he didn't care at all, and instead turned to look at Zhang Rongfang behind him.

"Who gave you the courage to confront me head-on?!"

"!!???" His eyes widened suddenly, his gaze flickered.

Hiss. Zhang Rongfang released the Yuan Cheng, who was rapidly turning into a shriveled corpse, with one hand.

His left arm, which had just been broken into a comminuted fracture, has now fully recovered.

With the replenishment of a large amount of blood, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were restored to their peak.