Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 106 - 90: One God Splits into Three, Devouring Evil Gods (Part 2)

Chapter 106: Chapter 90: One God Splits into Three, Devouring Evil Gods (Part 2)

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At this moment, the ancestral shrine of the Xiong Family.

When Zhang Fan walked in, the originally bright candle flames flickered violently, and the incense scattered like mist.

"The ancestors of the Xiong Family..."

Zhang Fan looked at the plaques filling the room, under the dim light of the lamps, they appeared eerie and strange.

However, his gaze did not linger but instead moved upward along the plaques of the Xiong Family ancestors, reaching the ancient altar placed at the highest spot, long sealed in dust.

Perhaps it was an emotional pull from the beyond, as soon as he saw that ancient altar, Zhang Fan’s breath became rapid.

Night is not bright, and Evil Gods can be resolved.

The signature beneath it was Zhang Fan.

That slip of paper resurfaced in Zhang Fan’s mind, making him realize he was getting closer and closer to the truth...

The truth hidden in the fog, rewritten by someone.

"Night is not bright, and Evil Gods can be resolved."

Zhang Fan’s gaze narrowed to a line, his chest suddenly swelled, Profound Yin formed evil, transforming into Qi, expelled violently.

Crash...

A crisp sound echoed, that ancient altar placed at the highest point shattered suddenly, and the plaques trembled fiercely, even the candle flames went out one by one.

At this moment, a thick black fog spread out.

"You have finally come..."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar yet familiar voice resounded in Zhang Fan’s mind.

"Primordial Spirit Inner Scenery!?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan seemed to return to that night ten years ago, surrounded in complete darkness, unable to see anything.

But just then, a faint light appeared before him, seemingly emerging from the fog.

Following that, a figure walked out, under the faint light, his appearance was exactly identical to Zhang Fan, only his aura was much colder and more chaotic.

"You..."

Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit stared at the familiar figure in front of him, too stunned to speak.

Xiong Ba was right, this Evil God truly resembled him.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Fan asked aloud, instinctively raising his hand, his trembling fingertips touching the Evil God in front, a flash of spiritual light passed through, a multitude of light shadows transmitted like data.

"Night is not bright... Night is not bright..."

A shocking roar pierced through the night’s silence, in front of the desolate Daoist Temple, a tripod furnace toppled over, a young man sat cross-legged, his robes stained with blood, eyes tightly closed, streams of black and white Qi continuously pouring out from his body.

"Li Changgeng... that brat just now was a descendant of White Crane Temple..."

Not far away, a burly man suddenly roared, it was Xiong Sanqi.

He raised his head abruptly, looking in a direction, seeing a white crane soaring into the sky, spreading its wings high, carrying a young man on its back, his white Daoist Robe torn apart, a sinister wound with black fog almost tearing open his entire chest, faintly showing his beating heart, scarlet blood incessantly flowing.

"That brat from White Crane Temple won’t survive either."

"Damn, he triggered Night is not bright..."

"Mutual destruction... mutual destruction..."

Heavy voices echoed fiercely in the dark night, no one expected such a young master emerged among this White Crane Temple generation, able to trigger Eternal Night Tribulation under the Divine Demon Holy Embryo.

However, he gained no advantage, with such injuries, an ordinary person would have already died.

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo... if you don’t die, one day we will meet again."

On the back of the soaring crane, the young man’s breath was faint, slowly closing his eyes.

"If that brat survives, he will become a major threat in the future."

In the darkness, a hoarse voice rang out, as if seeing the distant future, filled with extreme gravity.

Roar...

At this moment, the young man before the dilapidated ancient temple let out a painful roar, massive streams of black and white Qi scattered and surged from his body, his aura growing weaker, Primordial Spirit gradually quieting, as if falling into Eternal Night.

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo, must enter Night is not bright... his calamity has come." Xiong Sanqi gritted his teeth and roared.

"Big Brother Zong is not here."

Suddenly, another voice echoed in the darkness, gentle yet urgent, much like Liu Fusheng’s voice.

"Even if he were here, it wouldn’t matter, Divine Demon Holy Embryo, great overpowering the small, strong overwhelming the weak... father and son are each other’s calamity... this is the second disaster of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo!"

The icy, hoarse voice rang out from the darkness.

Roar...

The young man grew increasingly painful, the streams of black and white Qi dissipating completely, his eyes drowsy, seemingly about to enter calamity.

"Is there no way? No solution at all?"

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo, ranked in legend... how could ordinary people meddle? If this calamity were so easily overcome, it would not be the Divine Demon Holy Embryo."

One by one, powerful auras leaped in the vast dark night, seeming extremely anxious.

They knew, once Night is not bright arrived, it was irreversible, eternally unbreakable.

This is the calamity of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, also a curse.

Boom...

At this moment, the young man’s body suddenly trembled, his Primordial Spirit leapt out, ascended.

Mysterious and ancient patterns appeared on his Primordial Spirit, akin to cracks.

In the sky, dark clouds surged, thunder rumbled, as if such heretics were suddenly punished wrathfully.

"This is..." Xiong Sanqi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, Divine Splitting Technique... Li Linglong, you dared to pass this technique to your son."

Suddenly, a furious voice echoed from the sky, amidst the flashing thunder, as if a colossal creature was traversing among the clouds.

"Chen Dragon!?"

In the darkness, the hoarse voice rang again, filled with lethal coldness.

"Heart of defiance! Heart of defiance!"

In the sky, the enraged roar grew ever more terrifying, immense body traversing the clouds, sweeping away layers of lightning.