The Departing Disciple

Within the Human Hall's small world.

Yang Chen stood in the void, looking down upon everything within the Human Hall's small world.

Zhang Xiaofan sat cross-legged beneath the waterfall in silence, the waterfall's terrifying impact crashing against his physical body.

This was no ordinary waterfall. Gathered from endless power of Dharma Forms, this waterfall could be called a Dharma Form waterfall. The energy within it was exceedingly vast and powerful.

Cultivating beneath such a waterfall naturally placed immense pressure upon Zhang Xiaofan's body.

One could even vaguely see cracks splitting open across Zhang Xiaofan's flesh.

That was a sign that his body could no longer endure it.

Although Zhang Xiaofan's body was now a Chaos Body, one must not forget that the Chaos Body needed to be awakened. As things stood, Zhang Xiaofan likely did not yet possess the ability to fully control it.

Thus, his body's strength was still lacking by quite a bit.

Watching Zhang Xiaofan, Yang Chen could not help nodding.

Although Zhang Xiaofan had the poorest talent, with the Chaos Body beginning to emerge, his talent now was no worse than Su An's or Beigong Qing's.

In fact, as time passed in the future, Zhang Xiaofan's advantages would become even more pronounced.

As for how far he could ultimately go, that would still depend on his own fate.

The Chaos Body might be immensely powerful, but if it could not be fully controlled, then everything was empty talk.

Afterward, Yang Chen's gaze fell deep within the bamboo forest.

There stood a white figure identical to Yang Chen.

The scarlet longsword in his hand glimmered with a red halo. Faintly, the space around the white figure could be seen twisting slightly, making the surrounding space ripple directly.

Suddenly, the white figure drew his sword.

In an instant,