Transformation V

Zhang Rongfang, sitting opposite, was enveloped in steam, his body rising like white mist.

At this moment, his mind and body were perfectly integrated, reaching their peak state. Not the peak of the Blood Lotus State, but the peak of his normal physical state.

By combining emotions and willpower with the enemy's killing intent, and with numerous stimuli pushing the body to a higher peak, one can forcefully unleash its full potential.

'Almost there. Just a little bit more. I need stronger opponents.'

The Final Form stage of the event requires the right timing, location, and people – all three are indispensable.

At this moment, Yuwen Ji's killing intent surged, and his determination transformed into a tangible sense of oppression, constantly helping Zhang Rongfang push his physical condition to climb higher and stronger! Crack. Suddenly, a crack appeared between Zhang Rongfang's eyebrows.

He didn't activate the Blood Lotus! That was a peak transformation under pure, Limit State! His Final Form is finally about to begin!! Hiss.

Suddenly, a cold hand gently pressed against Yuwen Ji's back.

That's enough.

Whoosh. A gust of cold wind carrying snow powder swept across the field.

The snow-covered ground was ravaged, riddled with potholes and scratches.

Suddenly, a bulky figure shrouded in a wide black robe appeared.

The man stood behind Yuwen Ji, appearing much shorter in comparison.

He stretched out one hand and pressed it against Yuwen Ji's back, remaining motionless like a statue.

Yuwen Ji trembled all over; even through the armor, his body involuntarily emitted a sense of alertness and fear.

Starting from the point of contact with the other person's hand, large swathes of goosebumps spread throughout my body like ripples on water.

His eyes widened, and slowly and stiffly, he turned his head to look behind him.

A familiar face came into view from under the cloak behind.

"Yue Sect Leader!"

The other three people around the snowfield also changed their expressions slightly, staring intently at the short, stout figure that had suddenly appeared.

Just now, not only Yuwen Ji, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, but also the three of them, did not notice anyone appearing at all.

The three were shaken and quickly formed their own thoughts. At this moment, some of them lowered their gazes as they looked at Yue Dewen, while others cleared their minds of all distractions.

But in reality, they all knew very well that the group that came to investigate this time was not led by the Great Dao Sect, but by the Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

Although the deputy pavilion master and Snow Rainbow Pavilion Yue Dewen had a close relationship, the pavilion master was different. Both of them had their own agendas in their cooperation.

Now everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the final, crucial moment to arrive.

"Why did Yue Sect Leader arrive without prior notice? We should have prepared to welcome him." Chen Tao stepped forward, cleared his throat, and spoke.

Although the fight just now was intense, it was Yuwen Ji who lost face, not him, and he was happy to watch the show.

Just as Yuwen Ji was preparing to begin the Final Form, he was about to intervene and arrest the person.

As a result, Yue Dewen appeared.

"What? If you can come, why can't I?" Yue Dewen lifted his cloak, revealing his plump old face.

He glanced at Zhang Rongfang, who was standing on a tree branch not far away.

"If I hadn't come, I might never have known that the situation had deteriorated to this point."

The previous amiable smile was gone from his face; he was now staring straight at Zhang Rongfang, his eyes filled with something inexplicable.

"Now that Yue Sect Leader has come in person, you are in charge of handling this matter. We will take our leave now."

Yuwen Ji chuckled dryly, quickly regained his physique, and returned to normal.

Then, he exchanged glances with Chen Tao, and with a light tap of his toes, he abruptly left his original spot.

The four men, as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, bowed respectfully to Yue Dewen and then quickly retreated along the same route they had come from.

Although they are ostensibly allies, there are still supporters and opponents within the alliance, and they are the opposition camp.

If we don't leave quickly, they might find some leverage against us, and then a lot of trouble will follow.

As for the dead Weaving Elephant Army Scout, and the secret of Dao Child Zhang Ying.

Now that Yue Dewen has come in person, they have no choice but to leave these matters to him.

In no time, the four Great Grandmaster left without hesitation.

Their investigation could be declared a failure the moment Yue Dewen appeared.

Suddenly, only Zhang Rongfang and Yue Dewen remained in the entire snowfield.

A cold wind howled around the two, and the blood from the corpses gradually turned into ice crystals, while the stench of blood gradually faded and disappeared.

The snowflakes slowly fell, gradually burying the traces of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Zhang Rongfang had considered that Master Yue might come, but he never expected him to come so suddenly.

Standing on the tree branch, he didn't speak, but simply stood there, bathed in the cold wind, staring into Yue Dewen's eyes.

Even though no words were spoken, a sharp alarm inexplicably emanated from his body.

"You should come back with me to Worship God," Yue Dewen said calmly.

But it was precisely this calmness that made his face appear terrifyingly gloomy.

He never imagined that his most trusted disciple had been hiding things from him and deceiving his core all along!

Perhaps he had thought about it, but he simply refused to believe it.

Because he could not find any reason for Zhang Rongfang to betray him.

Any!

From humble beginnings, I gave him the highest status, the most abundant resources, the greatest protection, and the most advanced techniques.

I've given you everything I could.

Even during his most difficult times, when he lacked skilled assistants, he still sent out experts to secretly protect Zhang Rongfang.

When he had a little more money, he sent a grandmaster to help him, and even persuaded Shangguan Feihe, who disliked him, to agree to protect him. But what was the result? The result was that Zhang Rongfang's troubles only got bigger and bigger, and the enemies he attracted became stronger and stronger. Even now, he had to put aside all his important matters and rush over to check the situation.

"Master, I don't want to go back." Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath and released his Limit State.

"You have no choice but to go back, whether you want to or not!" Yue Dewen's expression remained unchanged. "You only have two choices now. Go back, or I'll kill you right now!"

"I've thought about this for a long time. The situation in the world is changing unpredictably. Rather than letting you be beaten to death outside, I'd rather grant your wish now!"

He stepped forward, his tone calm, but the murderous intent in his eyes was more resolute than ever before.

"I have mastered the secret to restraining the worship of Worship God. I don't want to Worship God, and I don't want to do things I don't want to do. Master, please don't force me," Zhang Rongfang said in a low voice.

"Force you? Heh. You've finally grown up. In just a few years, you dare to act tough in front of me?" Yue Dewen couldn't help but chuckle.

"You think you're so great??" The fat on his face trembled from the intense emotional turmoil.

"Do you know that if I had arrived even a second later, those four guys would have crippled you on the spot!"

"They can't do it!" Zhang Rongfang's expression remained unchanged.

"You know nothing!" Yue Dewen snapped.

"The situation has reached a critical juncture. You must come back with me now. If there are any problems, we can discuss them back at the Heavenly Sincerity Palace. It's not safe here!"

"I won't go back," Zhang Rongfang shook his head.

"Are you forcing me to take action?" Yue Dewen took a step forward, his eyes icy cold.

Zhang Rongfang was his backup plan, and he couldn't afford to lose him! "." Zhang Rongfang lightly leaped down, landed on the snow, raised his hands slightly, and assumed the starting stance of the Great Dao Sect martial arts.

The two fell silent for a moment, with only the rustling of wind and snow scattering across the scene.

"You"

Yue Dewen lowered his right hand, and wisps of invisible energy slowly swirled around his fingertips.

"Come with me back to Worship God!"

He suddenly let out a sharp shout.

Worship God to the Worship God! Worship God! Worship God! Worship God!

The sounds, layer upon layer, were like countless hidden weapons, flying in from all directions in a deluge.

The sound waves transformed into a massive vibration, like countless streams of water bursting forth under high pressure, instantly enveloping Zhang Rongfang in the center.

A tremendous feeling of suffocation washed over him.

It was as if there were invisible walls blocking one's way from all sides, making it impossible to move and forcing one to remain in one place.

"Gods and Buddhas are supreme! No God Worshipping, what will you use to fight against everything! Fight against the world!?" Yue Dewen walked forward step by step, his voice becoming more and more suppressed.

"I!!" At this moment, Zhang Rongfang turned purple, and he was kneeling on the ground, clutching his throat with one hand, lost in a hallucination.

"I'd rather die!!"

Suddenly, he lowered his right hand, aimed it at his heart, and thrust it with all his might.

Laugh!!

With a sound of flesh being torn apart, Zhang Rongfang's hand slash had already pierced the chest, his fingertips almost touching the surface of his heart.

But then, Yue Dewen grabbed it tightly with his other hand.

"You're insane!!" Yue Dewen's face twisted in pain. "Did those lunatics from the Reverse Time Society say something to you!? Huh!?"

"I'm going to kill them right now!! A bunch of lunatics, trash who should have died long ago, yet they dare to try and fool my disciple!!"

He could sense that what he had just done was a real suicide attempt.

If he had acted even a little later, he might have truly lost a disciple! Slap

Zhang Rongfang grabbed his wrist. A large amount of blood gushed from his chest, staining his clothes red.

"It's not their fault. I... I'm the one who's worried about being controlled!"

"No one can control you! Worship God can grant immortality, greatly extend lifespan, and significantly increase strength! With Gods and Buddhas as your backing, who in the world, except for those lunatics from the Reverse Time Society, wouldn't want to Worship God?! What's wrong with Worship God?! What's wrong with that?! Huh?! Why are you like this?! Why are you like this?!"

Yue Dewen was practically going crazy. The overall plan was going smoothly, but the Daozi he had finally found who could inherit the throne was now unwilling to Worship God!? "Could it be that you want to go to the Extreme Realm!?" He suddenly paused, then asked sharply.

"I don't want to Worship God, nor do I want to go to the Extreme Realm!" Zhang Rongfang knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

"I just want to protect the people around me, find a place where I can live a peaceful life away from the world."

"Foolish!" Yue Dewen raised his hand, wanting to slap this traitor to death.

As a result, the hand paused halfway down and then moved towards the lower back.

He gritted his teeth and quickly took out a black porcelain bottle with gold decorations, opened the stopper, and poured out a black, shiny pill that looked like a mung bean.

"Eat it!" He shoved it into Zhang Rongfang's mouth, then rained down dozens of taps on his body with his fingers.

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang's blood vessels seemed to come alive; the blood vessels around the wound automatically closed, while the blood vessels in other areas rapidly accelerated their flow.

A cooling sensation began to spread around the wound.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Rongfang did not resist, knowing that this was to treat his injuries.

He felt relieved, realizing that his Master Yue was still good to him and hadn't been able to hurt him. He figured he could get away with it this time.