Harmony with Dao Realm, Entering the Demon Sect

"It's fine. I'm back." Zhang Fan spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Bullshit!" Bai Xianxian immediately rejected it. "You old ghost, you possessed Little Fan and still want to cause trouble? I'll fight you to the death!" She looked ready to throw down.

Even the young Feng Wu glared angrily at Zhang Fan, prepared to help at any moment. The Demon God's power within her surged unstably, fierce and threatening.

Zhang Fan was both amused and exasperated. "Don't be like this. I really wasn't possessed. I killed him instead."

"Hmph. Don't try using such despicable tricks. I don't believe you." Bai Xianxian refused to believe him. That old ghost had been notorious for centuries, ruthless and utterly devoid of honor.

Zhang Fan felt a headache coming on as he pondered how to prove himself. After a while, he said, "What will it take for you to believe me?"

"This..." Bai Xianxian was momentarily at a loss for words. After all, possession was exceedingly rare and contrary to the laws of heaven. Once it failed, both body and soul would be obliterated.

That was also why Dao Xuan had waited until Zhang Fan was severely wounded before making his move.

"There's no way this cultivation of the Five Sects' Ultimate Arts could be fake, right?" Zhang Fan unleashed five types of energy.

"Heh. That old ghost Cang Xuan had always coveted Unity of the Five Arts. Stop pretending." Bai Xianxian still did not believe him.

"In that case, let's talk about the story of the Yin Yang Well in that village in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. What did you see in the Yang Well?" Zhang Fan changed the subject.

"You..." Bai Xianxian froze, her face faintly reddening. After all, what she had seen in the Yang Well was Zhang Fan.

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