UGB Chapter 484 Tianxiangzi is dead! I have no heart for cultivating immortality anymore!
Chapter 484 Tianxiangzi is dead! I have no heart for cultivating immortality anymore!
"Click."
It felt as if something had broken.
It was neither a sealing talisman planted by the Qinglian Taoist nor a specially made chain from Zhou Mountain.
Rather, it was the shackles of "caution" and "self-preservation" that had been shackled in Chen Fan's heart since he entered the palace!
He always believed that the path of cultivating immortality should be fraught with peril, that one should be wise and self-protective, and that one should avoid getting entangled in karma.
So he lay low, he endured, he schemed, he always wanted to leave himself an out, and he always wanted to make a clean getaway.
But the result?
Tianxiangzi's soul was scattered!
He couldn't protect the people he wanted to protect, nor could he keep the promises he wanted to keep.
What's the point of cultivating immortality then?
What use is immortality?
"Since I can't protect him..." Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, the gray-white color in his eyes had become extremely intense, with faint black and white energy flowing between them, "Then let's kill him."
"Kill all those who deserve to die."
"Slaughter all those who deserve to be slaughtered."
"Let heaven and earth... be buried with her."
The moment he finished speaking, the sealed nascent soul within him opened its eyes on its own!
On the nascent soul's small face, there was neither sorrow nor joy; its left eye was pure white and full of life, while its right eye was pitch black and utterly lifeless.
At this moment, the essence of life and death was fully achieved!
"boom!!!"
An indescribable aura of terror suddenly erupted from Chen Fan!
That was not a fluctuation of spiritual energy, but a manifestation of the concept of the cycle of life and death, the extinction and rebirth of all things!
The six attacks that were the first to hit melted away the moment they touched this aura, just like ice and snow meeting the sun!
The Azure Lotus Sword Dragon wailed and dissipated!
The bronze seal flew back!
The Xuan Yin Chains broke inch by inch!
Water blade evaporates!
Annihilated by lightning and fire!
The Vajra Fist Seal shattered!
"What?!" Daoist Qinglian's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock.
Zhou Shan staggered back in horror, staring intently at Chen Fan: "Concrete intent... How is this possible?! He clearly has no spiritual power..."
The sneer on Young Master Wang's face froze completely, replaced by incredulous terror: "You... what did you do?"
Chen Fan did not answer.
He looked down at his hands, which were still bound by chains, and gently struggled free.
"Snap... Boom!"
The specially made chains designed to restrain Nascent Soul cultivators broke apart inch by inch like rotten wood and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the sealing talismans planted by the Green Lotus Daoist in his acupoints all lit up with a dazzling light, and then exploded into powder with a series of "poof" sounds!
The seal... has been broken.
It wasn't that it was pushed aside by spiritual power, but rather that it was ground to pieces by that materialized concept of life and death!
Chen Fan slowly moved his wrist, feeling the long-lost spiritual energy flowing through his meridians.
He raised his head and looked at the nearest Nascent Soul cultivator!
That was the ancestor of the Qian family!
When the Qian family patriarch was swept by his gaze, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and subconsciously wanted to retreat.
But it was too late.
Chen Fan took a step forward.
Without using spiritual power or casting spells, it was just a simple step.
But the moment he stepped out, the ground beneath his feet, within a radius of ten feet, saw half of the vegetation grow wildly and bloom brilliantly, while the other half withered rapidly and turned to ashes!
The concept of life and death is unique and distinct!
The Qian family patriarch was in the withered half, and he felt his life force flowing out uncontrollably. His skin quickly dried up, his hair turned white and fell out, and he seemed to have aged hundreds of years in an instant!
"No...no!" he screamed in terror, frantically channeling his spiritual power to try and resist, but the flow of energy was unstoppable and instead accelerated by the circulation of his spiritual power!
Chen Fan was already in front of him, raising his hand and pointing his fingers like a sword.
The fingertips were devoid of light and radiance, yet they were entwined with the purest intent of death.
I gently touched his forehead.
The screams of the Qian family patriarch came to an abrupt halt.
His eyes widened, but the light in them quickly dimmed. His body, like a weathered sand sculpture, crumbled inch by inch starting from his brow, eventually turning into a cloud of ashes. Even his nascent soul couldn't escape.
An early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has fallen.
The entire process took no more than three breaths.
Dead silence.
The side hall was deathly silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the slowly dispersing ash, then looked at Chen Fan, who had withdrawn his finger and remained calm. A chill ran from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
"He...he killed Old Master Qian..."
"What kind of evil magic is this?!"
"Get back! Stay away from him!"
Someone shouted first, and the Nascent Soul cultivators who had been watching retreated rapidly, instantly creating a distance of dozens of feet between themselves and Chen Fan. They were all on high alert, protecting themselves with their magic weapons and unleashing their full spiritual power.
Young Master Wang's face was deathly pale, his lips trembled, and he tried to say something but could not utter a sound.
Chen Fan's gaze had already shifted to the second person.
That was the Spirit Water Ancestor of the Spirit Stream Sect, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, who had just used a water blade to ambush Tian Xiangzi.
When Ling Shui Patriarch was locked onto by his gaze, the hairs on his body stood on end. Without thinking, a small blue shield flew out from his sleeve to protect himself. At the same time, he retreated rapidly, his hands forming hand seals. Dense water-elemental spiritual power transformed into a monstrous wave that swept towards Chen Fan!
"Flood Jinshan Temple!" he roared. This was his signature move, which he had used to trap and kill cultivators of the same level.
Chen Fan didn't even look at the towering waves; he simply raised his right hand and pressed his palm down.
"die."
As soon as the word was uttered, the surging giant wave rapidly turned black and smelled foul, as if it had undergone millions of years of decay in an instant, and finally turned into a pool of foul-smelling black water, splashing to the ground, completely devoid of any power.
Ling Shui Patriarch's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned and fled!
But Chen Fan had already raised his left hand, palm up, and gently lifted it up.
"born."
The dark, iron-like ground beneath the feet of the Spirit Water Ancestor suddenly cracked open, and countless jet-black vines covered in barbs burst forth from the soil, wrapping around his legs like living creatures!
"Get out of my way!" Ancestor Ling Shui was shocked and furious. He slashed with his flying sword, cutting off several vines, but more vines surged in and instantly wrapped tightly around his legs.
The barbs on the vines pierced his flesh, frantically draining his life force and spiritual energy to nourish himself, making him grow faster and thicker!
In less than two breaths, the lower half of Ling Shui Patriarch's body was completely wrapped by vines, like a giant black silkworm cocoon.
He screamed in terror, his nascent soul trying to escape, but the vines could even bind his soul. As soon as his nascent soul left his body, it was entangled by the vines and dragged back into his body!
Chen Fan slowly walked up to him and looked down at the face that was distorted with fear.
"You used a water blade to injure her shoulder," he said softly, as if stating a trivial matter.
Then, he raised his hand and placed it on the top of Ling Shui Patriarch's head.
"Bang!"
Without a deafening sound, the head of the Spirit Water Ancestor, along with the nascent soul within his body, deflated instantly like a punctured balloon, eventually turning into a thin human skin wrapped in vines.
The second Nascent Soul cultivator perished.
Chen Fan withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the third person!
The founder of the Vajra School.
The founding patriarch, though terrified, was also enraged and roared, "Playing tricks! Take this punch!"
His whole body shone with golden light, his muscles were bulging, and his whole body was like a cast of gold. When he threw a punch, the fist imprint was solid, and the void trembled where it passed, with faint Buddhist chants rising!