Chapter 810 - 386: The Tribulation of Zhang and Li! Celestial Master Meets Celestial Master Again_2

Chapter 810: Chapter 386: The Tribulation of Zhang and Li! Celestial Master Meets Celestial Master Again_2

Forty minutes later, the flight to Yujing City was about to take off, and everyone began boarding the plane.

"Let’s go."

Li Yishan and Zhang Fan were at the back, watching as Ming Shenshou swaggered onto the plane, not even glancing at them, nor fearing they’d turn and escape.

"The old geezer thinks he has us cornered," Li Yishan gritted his teeth.

"What a thrilling journey this has been," Zhang Fan marveled.

He hadn’t expected that this trip to Chang’an would end up with such a tribulation.

This is really unbelievable!

The two boarded the plane, seeing Ming Shenshou sitting at the back, waving his hand in greeting with a smile as they approached.

"This old geezer is now officially the person I dislike the most in my entire life," Li Yishan said grimly.

"You actually still see him as human!?" Zhang Fan scoffed.

"Whoa..."

Just then, a soft cry came from the right side; an elderly man attempted to stow his luggage into the overhead compartment but his waist gave out, causing the luggage to fall.

Zhang Fan quickly caught it.

"Are you okay, sir?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

"Ah... Getting old, my body is as frail as a carved sculpture," the elderly man, wearing a black baseball cap and gold rim glasses, appeared somewhat incongruous.

"Let me help you."

Zhang Fan held the luggage, placing it into the compartment.

"Young man, thank you, good deeds are rewarded," the elderly man, squinting with a smile, patted Zhang Fan’s shoulder.

"You’re welcome."

After chatting, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan continued moving inward, quickly finding their seats, separated by a small distance from Ming Shenshou—a distance which, ultimately, could be ignored.

"Life and death, unpredictable," Li Yishan remarked, looking out the window.

Moments later, the plane began to take off, roaring noises ensued, and the imbalance in air pressure caused temporary tinnitus.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan felt an invisible gaze fixed upon them.

The pressure was like a cat toying with a mouse, playing with them.

"If we escape this time, we must find a way to first integrate the Thirteen Zodiacs," Li Yishan said solemnly.

"Do you mean..." Zhang Fan’s heart skipped, as if he’d guessed something.

"In front of the Living Dead Tomb, you saw the secret Great Skill of the Thirteen Zodiacs," Li Yishan said.

"The Nian Beast!?"

"Correct," Li Yishan nodded: "This Technique originates from the Ancestral Master of the Wuwei Sect, the Thirteen Zodiacs, led by humans, then ritualize the Great Talisman Annals, combining the Primordial Spirits of the Twelve Zodiacs into one, operated by a person, not weak even against Celestial Masters."

"This Great Skill is indeed formidable," Zhang Fan’s expression shifted.

In front of the Living Dead Tomb, Rooster and others had just barely gathered most of the Zodiacs, yet the Nian Beast Primordial Spirit was already showing its power, posing a threat to him; if not for Li Yishan’s timely emergence, the danger would’ve been hard to describe.

However, he hadn’t expected that gathering all Twelve Zodiacs would make the Nian Beast Primordial Spirit able to challenge Celestial Masters.

"Without Pure Yang, the Thirteen Zodiacs can roam undefeated," Li Yishan said deeply.

This Great Skill has been passed down through ages, which is why the Thirteen Zodiacs can stand independently outside the Three Palaces, one reason for being the Sect Leader’s Guardians throughout generations.

Today, on this plane, if the Thirteen Zodiacs were to gather—even missing one or two—why would Li Yishan fear the Lord of the Jiang Palace!?

"You should’ve said so earlier..." Zhang Fan sighed inwardly.

At the Living Dead Tomb, Li Yishan had already secured the allegiance of Rabbit, Si Snake, Wu Ma, Monkey, Xu Dog, Hai Pig.

Twelve Zodiacs, over half completed, except for the temporarily vacant Yin Hu and Rooster, leaving only the Rat, Ugly Ox, Chen Dragon, and Sheep yet to pledge.

Of these four Zodiacs, the ones that truly concerned Li Yishan were only Rat and Chen Dragon.

"Don’t count on Chen Dragon," Zhang Fan said decisively.

Since returning from Qin Ancient Town, he knew Chen Dragon and Zhang Lingzong, their family vendetta had reached an irreconcilable, life-or-death stage.

"I know she’s with South Zhang... your family’s people..."

Li Yishan seemingly knew more than Zhang Fan about these matters, and the relationship between the families was clearer to him.

"No need to consider Chen Dragon; if we can eliminate her, that would be best. Rat, however, is worth attempting to win over," Zhang Fan said firmly.

"Rat is harder to deal with; getting it to submit is too difficult," Li Yishan said gravely.

"Do you know Rat’s background?" Zhang Fan asked.

Rat is among the Thirteen Zodiacs the most mysterious; even Chen Dragon fears it somewhat.

"It has many shadows... but those are merely shadows... As far as I know, the true Rat isn’t just one.

"Rat isn’t a single person?" Zhang Fan was stunned; he’d considered many possibilities, but not this.

"Yes, it’s not a single person. Based on the clues I have, Rat is a nest, likely three people," Li Yishan said coldly.

"Any one of them can be Rat, the true Rat."

"No wonder it shows its True Body all the time, it’s sinister enough," Zhang Fan realized.

Rat forever remains hidden; even if you track down its trace, that’s merely one of them.

No one can truly see Rat’s true appearance because it’s never just one person.

"We’ll discuss Rat later; right now I’ve temporarily escaped the Jia Sheng Gui Si tribulation, freeing me to do many things," Li Yishan said coldly.

Upon returning, the first thing he intended to do was integrate the Thirteen Zodiacs.

Rumble...

At that moment, the plane jolted violently, seemingly entering collision-induced turbulence, even the lights flickered inconsistently.

"Passengers please remain seated, fasten your seatbelts, stow tray tables..."

An amiable announcement broadcasted.

Suddenly, time seemed to freeze, everyone paused at that moment, within that minute, that second, that instant...

The plane darkened from back to front, the lights extinguishing progressively, as if a shadow pressed forth, closer and closer.

"Here it comes!"

Li Yishan and Zhang Fan’s expressions changed suddenly; their bodies unmoving as their Primordial Spirits emerged, ready to escape.

"Nephew, you’re too na?ve, completely unaware of what a Celestial Master is!"

Suddenly, an icy voice echoed in their ears.

Zhang Fan felt a jolt of dread, completely losing control over his body. His Spirit Platform seemed sealed, his Primordial Spirit as if imprisoned; this feeling was even more despairing than the Great Night is not bright.

Celestial Masters embody the Unity of Heaven and Man, having cultivated their bodies and Primordial Spirits to the utmost.

The human heart is the celestial heart; a thought movement, akin to a sudden tribulation, even the highest cultivation must have the Primordial Spirit enter silence, like the innate transforming into postnatal.

"Damn, that was wishful thinking."

Zhang Fan wasn’t encountering Celestial Masters for the first time, but personally experiencing such power was a different feeling, as if all his cultivation, all his efforts were like smoke clouds, ethereal, worthless.

This is what a Celestial Master is.

"Everything fell apart!"

In Zhang Fan’s mind, only one last thought lingered; although Li Yishan claimed there was a way to escape, judging by the current situation, Li Yishan’s condition wasn’t much better.

At this moment, even with a heavenly method, it couldn’t be wielded.

Indeed, Zhang Fan guessed right.

The two were, after all, too young, just as Ming Shenshou said, they didn’t understand what a Celestial Master is.

No matter how high the talent or strong the fortunes, before a Celestial Master, these are insignificant, for these people among their generation are the strongest.

"Blissfully na?ve!" Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit descended.

"Lord of the Jiang Palace, it’s been a while."

At that moment, the plane seemed to light up, a familiar, leisurely voice echoed in Zhang Fan’s ear, infinitely recognizable.

His Primordial Spirit seemed to regain a sliver of clarity, as he raised his head, witnessing a passenger not far ahead slowly rising, none other than the Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain...

Ye Beichen!!!