"Ah! Wu! "
Fang Heling let out a meaningless howl. He didn't know what he was shouting about. However, there was an emotion that had nowhere to vent that urged him to roar out.
Like a trapped beast, like an injured dog.
He was an injured dog trapped in a cage, but he also wanted to go crazy, roar, and fight.
His strongest strength was suppressed in his body, and the Broken Sword Technique stopped at the surface.
However, the cold light between his fingers was already in his hand.
He jumped high up.
He still had a dagger, a fist, and teeth …
He didn't have nothing.
His painful heart became more and more painful.
His blood-red eyes became even redder.
"Ah!"
He shouted almost crazily, but there was not a complete syllable.
This world was blood-red.
And he was as pale as bones.
I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!
His anger and hatred were burning at such a high frequency.
However, a hand reached over and pressed on the space between his eyebrows, stopping him.
It was like an eagle pouncing on a chick.
He had even seen the process.
That person calmly raised his right hand and raised his palm, facing him. Coincidentally, the palm stopped right in between his eyebrows.
At this moment, Fang Heling realized that he could no longer move.
The hand that was hanging in front of his eyebrows seemed to have taken over his body and frozen his fate.
His entire body was frozen in midair in a diving posture.
He was like a kite that had been hung.
And that person looked up at him.
It was a pair of gentle, indifferent, and mysterious eyes.
Fang Heling inexplicably felt that he had been seen through to the depths of his soul.
But he clearly remembered that Zhang Linchuan's eyes weren't like this.
When he put on the bone mask, Zhang Linchuan's eyes were slightly arrogant and distant, completely matching the image of the genius of the Dao Academy from the three major surnames. After putting on the bone mask, there was only coldness.
He thought that the latter was the real Zhang Linchuan.
It wasn't heartless, but simply heartless.
Other than what he wanted, nothing else mattered.
Then why did it become like this?
Fang Heling thought hard. In the endless pain, he silently activated his divine power.
"Your heart seems to be increasing my pain."
The man who had restrained him with a raise of his hand was still looking at him. His tone seemed to be sighing. "But there's really no room for it to be increased."
Fang Heling was greatly shocked!
It wasn't just that his secret movements had been detected.
Furthermore, the hate god art that he tried so hard to activate didn't even cause a ripple!
Furthermore …
What did he mean by "there's no room to increase the pain in my heart"?
"You, who killed your own family with your own hands, actually feel pain?" Fang Heling glared fiercely at him and asked in a hoarse voice.
If he could, he wanted to bite this person's throat and drink his blood!
What surprised him was …
The gentle, indifferent, distant and mysterious eyes of the person in front of her actually rippled for a moment.
He actually saw a flash of sadness in this person's eyes!
Zhang Linchuan … Zhang Linchuan could grieve too?
"I remember …"
In his bewilderment, Fang Heling heard the person in front of him say, "You are from the Fang family."
Fang Heling was stunned.
How could Zhang Linchuan be so unfamiliar with him?
No.
Because before Zhang Linchuan put on the bone mask, the two of them had already interacted many times. He had unilaterally expressed his goodwill countless times. At that time, Zhang Linchuan had always gotten along with him at a distance.
No matter how much he looked down on him, he wouldn't forget him.
Then, would Zhang Linchuan deliberately show his unfamiliarity to humiliate him?
Definitely not.
Because … he wasn't qualified to be humiliated by him.
"You're not Zhang Linchuan!" Fang Heling's blood-red eyes regained a trace of clarity. "Who are you?"
Then he heard the man in front of him, who looked exactly like Zhang Linchuan, say softly, "You can call me Wang Nianxiang."
The other party said Fang family.
Other than his old friends in Maplewood City, no one would care about the bullsh * t Fang family in Maplewood City. Even Maplewood City was just bullsh * t.
Therefore, Fang Heling was sure that the person in front of him should also be from Maplewood City.
But …
Wang Nianxiang?
He only knew of Wang Zhangxiang, who was an outstanding disciple of Maplewood City's Dao Academy. Later, he even entered the County Dao Academy.
He tried hard to curry favor with Zhang Linchuan, but he wasn't familiar with Wang Zhangxiang because Wang Zhangxiang was always immersed in cultivation and doing missions. There weren't many opportunities to come into contact with him.
He only knew that Wang Zhangxiang had an elder brother, who was a good-for-nothing who couldn't cultivate. He lived in seclusion in the Wang clan and rarely showed his face. Other than that, he didn't know much about him.
If he remembered correctly, that person was called Wang Zhangji …
Who was Wang Nianxiang?
As if seeing through his doubts, the person in front of him continued, "I'm Wang Zhangxiang's elder brother."
Wang Zhangxiang's elder brother …
Nianxiang …
Fang Heling didn't go to the Zhuang State later, nor did he look for his old friends in Maplewood City, so he didn't know what happened to Wang Zhangxiang in the end.
Before today, he had always thought that Wang Zhangxiang should still be in Qinghe County's Dao Academy, living the life he had yearned for. Step by step, he had become a powerhouse respected by everyone, a superior person … Of course, now it seemed that he was just working for that son of a b * tch Zhuang Court.
But no matter what happened to Wang Zhangxiang, how did the good-for-nothing Wang Zhangji who couldn't cultivate become so powerful? How did he become like this?
"What's your relationship with Zhang Linchuan?" Fang Heling asked.
"He took my physical body, and then I took his physical body," the man named Wang Nianxiang said calmly.
But this simple sentence carried a lot of hidden undercurrents.
How could a good-for-nothing who couldn't cultivate be taken by Zhang Linchuan? How could he turn the tables and take Zhang Linchuan's physical body?
Fang Heling could completely imagine how thrilling it must have been when this person and Zhang Linchuan fought for the physical body!
But what was even more frightening to him was that in the battle between Zhang Linchuan and Wang Zhangji, it seemed that Zhang Linchuan was the one who had the initiative.
Wang Zhangji, who was already so powerful and terrifying that it made him despair, had his physical body taken by Zhang Linchuan … How powerful was Zhang Linchuan?
He remembered Zhang Linchuan, the Bone Messenger who had wreaked havoc in Maplewood City. He was a cold man in the Inner Mansion Realm who was good at Thunder Methods.
He knew that with Zhang Linchuan's talent, he would definitely make great progress after that carefully planned conspiracy.
But he thought that he could shorten the distance between them by working so hard!
Fang Heling's body was still suspended in the air, but he almost ignored this. With some indescribable emotions, he asked anxiously, "Then do you know what Zhang Linchuan's strength is now?"
He heard his own voice. It was very dry.
Because he had already seen the answer.
He also felt it.
Facing his difficulties and bitterness, Wang Zhangji only said calmly, "I see that you are also looking for the Lifeless Sect … The Lifeless Sect was founded by him. What do you think his strength is now?"
Fang Heling could now understand what kind of power an evil sect like the Lifeless Sect could gather and what kind of power it needed to support it.
He had always thought that the Lifeless Sect was probably a disguised Bone Sect.
Zhang Linchuan had probably climbed to a higher position in the Lifeless Sect than before …
But he didn't expect Zhang Linchuan to be the Pope of the Lifeless Sect, a Divine Master, a Taoist Master, and a Hierarch in one body.
The worst result had become a reality!
Since the Lifeless Sect was founded by Zhang Linchuan, his strength was already immeasurable.
Especially the word "also" in Wang Zhangji's words.
Even someone as strong as Wang Zhangji was also looking for the Lifeless Sect. They had once fought each other for physical bodies, and there was also the destruction of Maplewood City. There must be a blood feud between them. But Wang Zhangji didn't directly go to Zhang Linchuan.
What did this mean?
Wang Zhangji's implication was clearly —
"The gap between you and the real Zhang Linchuan is bigger than the gap between you and me."
This answer was so obvious, without any concealment.
But it was a bit too cruel.
"I know," Fang Heling said.
For the first time, there was surprise in Wang Nianxiang's eyes.
He seemed to be surprised that Fang Heling, who he thought was extremely fragile, could be so calm at this moment.
As an ordinary person, he stayed with a group of monsters every day, especially when he gradually became a monster himself. Fang Heling's will had been on the verge of collapse. He was constantly crazy, constantly tearing, and constantly hypnotizing himself.
Such a Fang Heling, even if he was strong, was just a paper tiger. Not to mention that he was far from being strong enough.
Wang Zhangji saw through his fragile nature at a glance.
Therefore, he was a little surprised by his calmness at this moment.
But it was just a surprise.
He didn't say anything, but slowly withdrew his palm that was hovering in front of Fang Heling's eyebrows.
And in Fang Heling's perception …
Everything was going backward.
His body flew back.
His body and soul were still boiling, and returned to before the boiling.
His eyes were blood-red, and the dagger stopped between his fingers.
The part of the soul, bone, flesh, and blood that he thought had been separated stopped before it was separated. It didn't go to the step of separation at all.
Everything was like a dream, as if nothing had happened.
He just turned around and saw Wang Zhangji who had taken Zhang Linchuan's body!
He was full of shock and didn't know what to say!
The pair of indifferent and deep eyes looked over, "You don't have much power to consume. Are you sure you want to waste it like this?"
Was I already restrained before the Remnant Sword Method was launched?
Fang Heling was at a loss and self-doubt, but he also listened to the advice and dispersed the Remnant Sword Method.
"Just now …"
He wanted to ask what had happened just now, but he was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Now is not the time to talk," Wang Zhangji said.
At this moment.
Behind Fang Heling was a tall cliff and a strong pine tree. A follower of the Lifeless Sect was hanging on the pine tree, dying miserably.
Wang Zhangji, who was dressed in ordinary clothes but had a good appearance and a special temperament, stopped in front of him, keeping a considerable distance.
Then he stepped forward.
With only one step, he had already walked to Fang Heling's side.
He grabbed his arm casually.
With another step, he had already jumped down the cliff with him.
It wasn't that Fang Heling didn't think of dodging, but he couldn't find a place to do so.
Even with all his imagination and strength, he didn't know how to avoid it.
The hand that grabbed his arm seemed to have taken root in his body. The roots dug deep into his flesh and he couldn't get rid of it.
So he fell down the cliff with his back facing the other side.
Beside his ears was the sound of the wind. From this angle, he could still see the Lifeless Sect follower who was hanging on the tree and whose heart was crushed.
At that moment, he almost thought that the other party was going to kill him like this.
But the fall stopped.
Wang Zhangji pulled him and directly crashed into the cliff wall horizontally.
The expected scene of him breaking into pieces didn't happen. The cliff wall naturally opened up a hole, which was just big enough for two people to hide.
Wang Zhangji let go of his hand.
The feeling of being firmly suppressed had disappeared.
Fang Heling, who was relieved, was about to ask when Wang Nianxiang glanced at him.
He inexplicably understood the meaning of this look —
Don't speak.
So he shut his mouth tightly.
Almost in the next moment, he heard a roar breaking through the sky!
A terrifying aura spread out in all directions. An unknown powerhouse descended on the cliff!
Fang Heling's heart jumped to his throat.
Because the sound of the powerhouse descending was clearly near the pine tree on the cliff.
In other words, it was very likely to be a powerhouse from the Lifeless Sect.
If Wang Zhangji didn't suddenly appear today, he would have already fallen into the other party's hands!
But now …
They simply jumped down the cliff and created a hole in the cliff wall. Could they hide from a powerhouse with such a terrifying speed?
They didn't even need to seal the hole?
Fang Heling almost wanted to release his own Dao technique to form an earth wall to make their hiding place more believable. But after all, he didn't dare to make any noise.
They simply stood here and didn't see Wang Zhangji use any secret technique … Could they really not be discovered?
What made Fang Heling feel lucky and somewhat doubtful was — —
The answer to this question quickly appeared.
The roar that belonged to the Lifeless Sect powerhouse exploded again and went far away in a flash.
From beginning to end, the unknown powerhouse from the Lifeless Sect didn't pay any attention to the bottom of the cliff at all.
They actually managed to hide from such a short distance!
How did they do it?
Fang Heling didn't believe that the unknown powerhouse from the Lifeless Sect would be so careless.
He looked at Wang Zhangji, meaning to ask if he could speak now.
This man who wasted the Meridian Unlocking Pill and was regarded as trash for a long time in Maplewood City still had an indifferent look in his eyes.
It was as if nothing could attract his attention, and nothing could make him care about it.
Fang Heling then asked, "Who was it just now?"
"The former second elder of the White Bone Path, the current guardian of the Lifeless Sect. Lu Yan. " Wang Zhangji replied casually, then continued, "The more troublesome thing is that he's now a God Descent. A God Descent powerhouse born with a nether eye is very difficult to deal with. "
Although he said it was troublesome, Fang Heling didn't see any expression of trouble on his face.
"If he's already a God Descent. Then you … "
Fang Heling shouldn't have asked such a question.
It wasn't like he hadn't encountered God Descent cultivators before. He was no stranger to the pressure of spiritual sense sweeping over him. The Golden Body Jade Essence's performance in battle was also very obvious … Wang Zhangji didn't have any of these.
But what Wang Zhangji gave him was a sense of pressure he'd never felt from a cultivator below the God Descent realm. It was far more terrifying than the likes of Fatty Zheng, Thin Li, and Swallow!
"I'm not a God Descent," Wang Zhangji said indifferently, "but Lu Yan relies too much on the nether eye. This just happens to be a barrier to his knowledge."
Not yet a God Descent, yet he dared to hide under the eyes of a God Descent powerhouse, dig a hole in the cliff, and then stand there openly?
Even if Lu Yan flew down and swept with his naked eye, there was no way he'd miss the two of them!
What kind of powerhouse could calmly evaluate a God Descent cultivator's innate nether eye and use it so openly?
Was this calm-faced man in front of him really not a hidden Dao Master?
Fang Heling felt that his understanding of this world was being overturned.
He admitted that he was trash, but could the gap between people really be so great?
"Although you said you're not a God Descent yet, I think you can kill him," Fang Heling said hesitantly.
Wang Zhangji shook his head. "The essence can't be crossed. Unless I can condense spiritual sense in advance … but that in itself is already a step to God Descent. "
These words denied the possibility that he could kill Lu Yan beyond his realm.
But he also expressed his confidence in facing Lu Yan in a tone like he was stating an established fact. As long as he condensed spiritual sense, he could do it …
Lu Yan wasn't an ordinary God Descent powerhouse, but a God Descent who was born with the nether eye.
People who were born with this kind of divine ability were often more powerful than cultivators of the same realm.
Wang Zhangxiang's elder brother turned out to be more of a genius than Wang Zhangxiang?
No, compared to Wang Zhangji's performance today, how could the Wang Zhangxiang of the past bear the title of "genius"?
Fang Heling had to admit that among the people he knew, perhaps only Jiang Wang and that Zhang Linchuan could compare to this kind of talent.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the qualifications to participate in the comparison.
He subconsciously moved his throat and said somewhat dryly, "Why did you save me?"
At this time, he naturally understood that he might've stepped into the Lifeless Sect's trap today. And Wang Zhangji suddenly appeared and saved him from under Lu Yan's nose.
But … why?
What did Wang Zhangji want?
After his father's death, he didn't believe that there would be anyone in this world who would give him unconditional kindness.
Everything had a price.
Could he bear the price that Wang Zhangji wanted?
Fang Heling silently deliberated.
But Wang Zhangji had already turned and walked out, stepping on the air as if walking on flat ground.
He just left his voice behind him, "It's just convenient."
Looking at his back without hesitation, Fang Heling suddenly blurted out, "Help me!"
But the figure didn't stop and walked down the cliff.
Fang Heling jumped down the cliff and shouted behind him, "No, it's not to help me. It's to give me a chance to help you more! "
"You came specially to save me, presumably because you want me to bring more trouble to the Lifeless Sect, right?"
"I'm willing! As long as you can help me become stronger, I'm willing to pay any price. The Lifeless Sect is an organization that I must eradicate, and Zhang Linchuan is my enemy! "
Wang Zhangji's figure stopped.
He turned his head and looked at Fang Heling with his gentle but distant eyes. "That bait was originally used to catch me. So I saved you just because it's convenient. "
Fang Heling didn't give up, "Since it's convenient, why don't you expect me to be more useful?"
Wang Zhangji's expression had always been very indifferent, whether it was in the first confrontation or when he was hiding from Lu Yan. It seemed that there was always a layer between him and the world.
It was the same when he looked at Fang Heling.
There was no expectation or pity. He just said, "Why do you think you can help me?"
"I'm a good-for-nothing, I admit it," Fang Heling said, "Compared to geniuses like you, I'm a complete good-for-nothing."
He stared at Wang Zhangji, "But my desire to kill Zhang Linchuan is stronger than yours."
Wang Zhangji's calmness at this moment seemed indifferent, even cold. But he obviously didn't care about Fang Heling's feelings. He just said in his usual tone, "Zhang Linchuan is not someone you can kill even if you want to. Maybe there are miracles in this world, but I've never seen one. "
"What if I bite off a piece of his flesh? What if I rub off a piece of his skin? What if I just delay him for a breath? What if I waste a glance from him? "
Fang Heling's eyes were no longer bloodshot, but there was still a kind of cruelty in them, "I'm willing to pay everything I can, as long as I can play a little role in killing him!"
Wang Zhangji did feel his determination.
He looked at him seriously, "The person who gave you that swordsmanship should be very strong. Why don't you let him help you? "
"He won't help me."
Fang Heling shook his head bitterly, "Except for Yan Zi, he doesn't care about anyone else's life.
Everyone in the organization is like his toys, replaceable at any time.
If I want to get something, I have to pay something. But I've already paid everything I can.
I can do any dangerous task in exchange for the reward he gives me. But he often loses his memory. Sometimes he doesn't even know what to do, so there won't always be tasks.
My speed of becoming stronger has slowed down. I can't be any slower … "
Sometimes Fang Heling didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky to be picked up by Yan Zi and brought back to the Valley of No Return.
Of course, he got much more powerful abilities than when he was in Maplewood City.
But looking at his body —
Mediocre Dao meridians that were abandoned and reconstructed, vicious skills that were forcibly transplanted, and fierce swordsmanship that could harm himself and others …
Even his body had been "adjusted" by Yan Chunhui again and again as a price.
He was no longer a human, nor a ghost.
He saw Yan Zi crying in front of the mirror.
Although he couldn't cry, he also felt the feeling of disgust for his body.
Wang Zhangji turned around and continued to walk down.
Fang Heling still wanted to fight for it, but he really didn't know what else he could fight for.
He was a little lost. He really didn't know how to cross the natural moat.
It seemed that no matter how he jumped, he was in the mud.
No matter how he struggled, there was no daylight.
"Follow me for this period of time." Wang Zhangji's voice came from the front, "After I understand your current state, I'll see if I can do anything for you … Is your time convenient?"
"Convenient! Convenient! "Fang Heling quickly followed.
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