The Shenrong Clan's Visitors (Seeking Follow-up Reads!)

"Rumble~~~"

Above the sea, waves of thunderous roars echoed across the entire sky.

A handsome youth in black robes was locked in a life-or-death struggle with a Black-Toothed White Elephant demon the size of a hundred feet.

"Die!"

The handsome youth, having activated the Law of Heaven and Earth, wielded a massive silver spear that moved like a dragon. With blinding speed, he thrust the spear directly into the eye of the Black-Toothed White Elephant.

"Spare... spare me--" A trace of pleading flickered in the eyes of the great Black-Toothed White Elephant demon, but as the Cold Shadow Divine Spear pierced its skull, its consciousness began to blur rapidly.

Swish, swish, swish~~~

Lei Zhan's eyes were filled with killing intent. With a thought, countless spear-lights swept out, shredding the interior of the Black-Toothed White Elephant's skull.

In an instant, the last remaining eye of the late-stage Myriad Phenomena white elephant demon dimmed.

"Whew." Lei Zhan exhaled a long, turbid breath. With a wave of his sleeve, he collected the corpse of the great Black-Toothed White Elephant demon along with all its treasures.

Most of the Demon Race would refine a part of their original bodies into their life-bound magic treasures, much like how God-Devil Body Refining cultivators would forge a Divine Demon Blood-Refined Divine Weapon.

And the pair of black tusks belonging to this sinful Black-Toothed White Elephant demon were the most valuable part of its entire corpse.

"Next." A faint smile graced Lei Zhan's face; he was in an excellent mood.

Combat was the fastest way to accelerate a cultivator's growth. During this period, having repeatedly fought cultivators at the Myriad Phenomena level while being at a lower stage, Lei Zhan could feel his comprehension of spear techniques deepening. His Red Snow Spear Technique, in particular, was on the verge of breaking through its shackles to reveal its second form at any moment.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh~~~"

A ripple in space emerged.

"Hmm?" Lei Zhan's expression shifted, and he looked sharply ahead. In his state of Law of Heaven and Earth, his Cold Shadow Divine Spear was adjusted to the optimal position, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

"So you are Lei Zhan? The disciple taken in by Immortal Juhua?" A voice drifted from the void, calm and tinged with a hint of nonchalance.

"To have entered the tutelage of that Immortal Juhua, yet you are still only at the Purple Mansion level..."

Lei Zhan looked toward the spatial ripple and saw a youth-like cultivator appear out of thin air. He wore magnificent white animal-hide robes, and his wild, flowing black hair was loosely tied with a ribbon, revealing a somewhat sickly face.

"Who are you?" Lei Zhan's heart tightened. This sickly-looking youth in animal hides brought with him a lingering sense of threat.

"Me?" The madness on the animal-hide youth's sickly face intensified.

"Hahaha!" The youth laughed wildly. "Immortal Juhua is truly worthy of being a Loose Immortal who has lived for millions of years; he has so many enemies that he probably doesn't even know a nobody like me."

This person... is it because of Master? Lei Zhan pondered. But Master's enemies... if I'm not mistaken, this person's cultivation is only around the Myriad Phenomena level. To a million-year-old Loose Immortal like Master, he is nothing more than an ant to be crushed with a flick of a finger...

The more he thought, the more confused he became, yet his vigilance was raised to its peak.

"Kid, today I'll let you die quickly! I am Shenrong Chong of the Shenrong Clan, and I have come specifically to find you and avenge my younger brother."

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having such a 'good' master!" the youth in animal hides said sharply, the tone of the word 'good' sounding exceptionally grating.

While Shenrong Chong could not provoke Immortal Juhua, this disciple of his, Lei Zhan, was only at the Purple Mansion level; killing him would be extremely easy.

But Shenrong Chong was in no rush. Immortal Juhua had caused him to lose his only younger brother, and now, he would make that high-and-mighty Immortal Juhua taste the pain of losing a disciple.

"Shenrong Clan, Shenrong Chong?" Lei Zhan's expression changed, and he immediately recalled the intelligence provided by Baili Changfeng. Among the three major powers that regularly purchased intelligence, the Shenrong Clan was one of them.

"Remembered?" Shenrong Chong's face turned hideous. "Think of my innocent brother who died just for participating in one of Immortal Juhua's trials. He was only a Xiantian Being! With the cultivation of my Shenrong Clan, he would have at least grown into a Primordial Spirit Daoist in the future, yet he just died like that!"

"Opportunities are precious. Who doesn't face danger when competing for them? Your brother died; it only means his luck was poor." Lei Zhan shook his head slightly and sneered. "Is that even worth seeking revenge for? Even I had to go through a life-or-death struggle just to survive back then."

If he hadn't happened to awaken the memories of his past life, he might have simply fallen in that tall, deep Bronze Corridor.

"Damn you!" Shenrong Chong clearly could not listen to reason. "I only know that my brother didn't succeed, and in the end, you were the one who benefited! You must die! After you die, I will torture your soul for ten thousand years..."

"Torture me for ten thousand years? You talk too much!" Lei Zhan's eyes were filled with cold killing intent. Although Shenrong Chong's brother died in the trial, the fact that he sought revenge on him instead of daring to face Master Juhua proved he was merely picking on a soft target.

"Die!"

With a thought, Lei Zhan thrust his Cold Shadow Divine Spear forward like a dragon!

"A mere Purple Mansion cultivator dares to strike at me? You will die today!" Shenrong Chong's face grew even more frantic, while golden light flickered in his eyes.

With a sudden roar, his body erupted with dazzling golden light, and he began to grow continuously. With a "whoosh," he transformed into a giant three stories tall. Even with Lei Zhan having activated the Law of Heaven and Earth, he only reached the giant's waist.

Just as Shenrong Chong activated the Law of Heaven and Earth, a black staff as tall as his eyebrows appeared out of thin air in his massive palms.

"Boom!"

The black staff collided with the Cold Shadow Divine Spear, and a thunderous explosion erupted in the sky as if a bolt of lightning had struck flat ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the force of the powerful collision, Lei Zhan could not stop himself from retreating, only steadying his figure after nearly three hundred feet.

"Law of Heaven and Earth?" Lei Zhan gripped his spear tightly, looking from afar at Shenrong Chong, who had surged to eight feet in height in an instant, his brows furrowed.

If this Shenrong Chong were a Qi Refining path cultivator, Lei Zhan would not fear him in the slightest, even if he were at the peak of the Myriad Phenomena level.

But if he were also a God-Devil Body Refining cultivator—with a higher cultivation level than his own and a deeper comprehension of the Law of Heaven and Earth—the outcome of their battle was uncertain.

However, after only a moment, Lei Zhan composed his thoughts. Battles between cultivators were incredibly dangerous, let alone a duel between two God-Devil Body Refining practitioners; there was no room for even the slightest distraction.

"So what if you are a God-Devil Body Refining cultivator? So what if you have the Law of Heaven and Earth? Die!" Lei Zhan shook his spear, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. This was his first time fighting another God-Devil Body Refining cultivator since leaving the Water Mansion, and even if the opponent was formidable, it did not mean he had no chance of victory.

"Heh. A struggle as futile as an ant's!" Shenrong Chong snorted, his sickly madness laced with a hint of pleasure.

Shenrong Chong moved, stomping hard on the clouds beneath his feet. He instantly transformed into a streak of light, hurtling toward Lei Zhan, his massive black staff sweeping out with the power of a collapsing mountain and a splitting earth.

This single strike seemed capable of toppling mountains and severing rivers.

"Die!" Lei Zhan's eyes burned with raging battle intent, his heart ablaze. He dragged his long spear behind him, the tip angled downward, yet a terrifying, imperceptible power flowed through the entire weapon like water.

Divine Ability—Star-Plucking Hand!

Red Snow Spear Technique, First Form—Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun!

The long spear collided with the black staff. "Boom!" A thunderous explosion rang out, as if the very space had been torn asunder in an instant.

"What?" Shenrong Chong's pupils constricted. A terrifying force surged from the spear, and caught off guard, he was sent reeling hundreds of feet backward through the air, his grip on the black staff wavering.

"A fine Lei Zhan indeed. What kind of divine ability is this?" Shenrong Chong's sickly eyes locked onto Lei Zhan, who had also retreated hundreds of feet. How could this spear strike possess such terrifying power? He had to remember that it was this very Lei Zhan who had been blasted away just moments ago!

"Want to know? Go underground and join your brother; perhaps I'll show mercy and tell you then." Lei Zhan snorted coldly before charging at Shenrong Chong once more.

"Damn you! Let's see if you can stay so stubborn after your soul has been tortured to its limit!" Killing intent boiled in Shenrong Chong's chest.

The flames of vengeance and his murderous intent had merged, triggering a chemical reaction that sent his rage soaring to the heavens.

Today, he, Shenrong Chong, would ensure Lei Zhan perished, his soul and true spirit tortured for billions of years.

"Boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Lei Zhan's spear moved like lightning, sweeping out in rapid succession, countless spear-lights completely engulfing Shenrong Chong.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Under the violent collisions, Shenrong Chong was deeply shaken; in this very instant, he had actually fallen into a disadvantage.

"What kind of explosive technique is this! I am a cultivator at the late stage of Myriad Phenomena in God-Devil Body Refining, yet I cannot take down a Purple Mansion cultivator in a short time!"

"Die for me!" Shenrong Chong roared. His body, standing three stories tall, flickered, and suddenly two more heads and four more arms sprouted forth. Simultaneously, his four arms brandished two massive black staves.

"Divine Ability—Three Heads and Six Arms!"

Diary of a Failed Author

Some brothers mentioned the sense of satisfaction... This is indeed my weak point. Aside from stacking strength, the previous plot does seem a bit dull. Writing with my head down has truly made me lose sight of the bigger picture.

Now that I know the problem, I must start changing! If there are issues, brothers, feel free to point them out, and I will consider them accordingly.

I will adjust the satisfying moments. Keeping things flat and bland as water isn't enjoyable to read! My apologies, brothers! I will work hard!

Thanks to "Shu Fanzheng Budong" for the 500 Qidian coin tip.