Chapter 814 - 388: The Rat Appears! Divine Techniques Bring Victory and Defeat_2

Chapter 814: Chapter 388: The Rat Appears! Divine Techniques Bring Victory and Defeat_2

Over the long years, they must have discovered the traces of the Innate Spirit Embryo, and perhaps they have collected more than one.

"Does the Wuwei Sect have any semi-finished Innate Spirit Embryos?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

"They probably do, but unfortunately, I can’t get access to them."

Even if the Wuwei Sect has semi-finished Innate Spirit Embryos, they are definitely in the Daoist Temple at the Ancestral Court. Not to mention Li Yishan can’t access them, even the Lord of the Three Palaces may not be able to reach them.

"This world is indeed more exciting and complex than we imagined." Zhang Fan sighed.

He suddenly had a feeling that even with his current realm and cultivation, he had not yet truly touched the highest level of this world.

There’s still a long way ahead for him to walk.

"Passengers, the plane is about to arrive at Yujing City International Airport. Please fasten your seat belts and do not walk around..."

At this moment, a sweet broadcast voice came on, and Zhang Fan looked out the window, with Yujing City beneath him.

"Get ready to leave quickly."

Li Yishan reminded him, glancing around, noticing that the Primordial Spirits of Ye Beichen and Mao Xiaoyun had not yet returned to their body acupoints.

As for Ming Shenshou, he clearly abandoned this false body. Currently, the three great Celestial Masters might be engaged in magical combat somewhere far away.

As a Human Xiao, he naturally wanted to avoid entering the sight of these Daoist Sect bigwigs.

"Returning to Yujing is much safer."

Zhang Fan looked back at the body abandoned by Ming Shenshou, wishing he could go over it and give it a smack.

"Just wait for tomorrow to see the news." Li Yishan said flatly.

"See the news!?" Zhang Fan was momentarily stunned, then understood.

Going vegetative during a flight certainly makes the news, doesn’t it!

A moment later, the plane landed at Yujing City International Airport, and Zhang Fan and Li Yishan hurriedly disembarked, as if afraid the two great Celestial Masters would return to their body acupoints at this moment.

"Sir, the plane has arrived, sir... please wake up..."

At this moment, the voice of a flight attendant called from behind, causing Zhang Fan and Li Yishan to quicken their pace even more.

Setting foot on the land of Yujing City, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and felt extremely relaxed.

People always feel a sense of belonging when they return to their native land.

"This time, after resting for a couple of days, it’s time to head to True Martial Mountain," Zhang Fan whispered.

Currently, this is a major event attracting worldwide attention, and by then, on True Martial Mountain, he should be able to see many familiar faces.

"I’ll give you a ride back."

After leaving the airport, Li Yishan said.

"You give me a ride? How will you give me a ride?"

"I come riding a crane!" Li Yishan casually replied.

"Riding a crane? What crane? Where is it?" Zhang Fan was momentarily stunned and couldn’t help but wonder.

"It’s the Maibach crane!"

"..."

Zhang Fan squinted slightly, staring at Li Yishan.

"It’s in the parking lot!"

Li Yishan patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder, pushing him as they gradually disappeared into the crowd.

...

The night deepened.

The moon, like the eyes of a fox, gazed indifferently at the mortal world.

To the south of Yujing City, eighty miles away, lay a desolate hill.

In the dense and chaotic forest, an abandoned earthen temple was hidden among the broken stones and rubble, waist-high weeds showing the passage of time.

This place seemed to have been forgotten by the world, with the broken incense burner showing no trace of the once-burning incense and devout worship.

Rumble...

Suddenly, within the broken incense burner, a flame ignited out of nowhere, with faint radiance surging from all directions, converging into a Primordial Spirit, revealing itself as Ming Shenshou, the Lord of the Crimson Palace.

"As expected of the Lord of the Crimson Palace, even two great Celestial Masters couldn’t keep you here."

At this moment, a mechanical voice came from afar, and in the darkness, a figure walked from the deserted mountain, wearing a trench coat and a hat, making it impossible to see the face.

"You are really cautious, using a voice changer?" Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit flickered like a flame.

"Since you’re so cautious, why not send a shadow instead? That’s your style, hiding heads but showing tails."

"Rat!"

Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit flickered faintly, uttering that name.

"To meet the Lord of the Crimson Palace, naturally, I have to come in person." The shadowy figure said indifferently.

"In person? But that’s only one of the three." Ming Shenshou sneered.

"Rat, others might not know your secret, but I do..."

"Lord of the Red Palace, today I have come to help you escape." A shadow in the night interrupted Ming Shenshou’s words.

"Escape?" Ming Shenshou chuckled.

"Two Celestial Masters think they can stop me? I’ve already escaped."

As soon as the words fell, the shadow shook its head: "Without a physical body, the Primordial Spirit is like a rootless duckweed."

In the Celestial Master Realm, even without a physical body, one can remain eternal.

However, each Primordial Spirit is like a signal source with a specific frequency, hidden within the Spirit Platform of the physical body. The signal of a Primordial Spirit is blocked, but once the physical body is lost, it is exposed. Even if the weak frequency dissipates, there are special means to capture it.

"You are currently in great danger," said the voice in the night, solemnly.

"Do you think the Daoist Sect has done nothing all these years? From the day you set foot in Chang’an, you have been watched."

"This time it’s the Heaven and Earth Net, you won’t be able to leave Jiangnan Province."

Without exaggeration, for the Daoist Sect now, Ming Shenshou is an instant target once he appears.

"Life everywhere has its tribulations, only then can you advance boldly and diligently," Ming Shenshou grinned, an unusual light bursting from his eyes.

"This place used to be a site of incense for the Wuwei Sect. Hide here, I will first help you find a body." The shadow in the night paused slightly, then spoke.

"The incense is gone, how can the Dharma Lineage be passed on?" Ming Shenshou said coldly.

"Don’t die!"

The shadow looked deeply at him for a moment, then turned and left.

"I possess Divine Techniques, how can I die?"

Ming Shenshou watched the figure fade into the distance, muttering under his breath.

Suddenly, as the firelight flickered, scenes from the past flashed in his mind.

In this world, there were those who spoke of his life and death.

Back then, he was still young, awakened to Divine Techniques, and amidst the mysteries, he clearly sensed he had awakened them. That power seemed like a celestial gift, hidden within him, yet he couldn’t find any profound mystery.

The so-called Celestial Gifted Divine Techniques, were supreme power to others, but on him, it held no magical aspect.

It was abandoned power, a mockery and absurdity.

"Celestial Gifted Divine Techniques, is it really a joke?"

At that time, he seemed to have truly become a joke, a charlatan in the eyes of others only trying to impress the crowd.

Celestial Gifted Divine Techniques, one in ten thousand, it was the mark of a true favored by heavens. How could he, such a charlatan, have a share?

Thus, he was met with disdain, was spat upon, and even felt hated.

He became reclusive, deeply skeptical of himself, even beginning to believe that the reaction from the mysteries was merely an illusion, a mirage created by his craving for power.

Until one day, he killed someone, stained with blood.

That was someone who truly awakened Celestial Gifted Divine Techniques, yet died before him, falling into a pool of blood.

An unprecedented power flowed from that person into him; a full sight of blood filled his heart, bringing awareness and ecstasy.

"So, this is my power."

"Reversed Divine Mechanism!"

He laughed, laughed wantonly and wildly, without scruples, and the mockery and disdain from those people turned into cries of fear and awe.

The irony of destiny was fully revealed at this moment.

In fact, those were the real clowns, and one day, they would tremble and fear due to the power in him.

Then, they would know, what true Divine Techniques are.

"Young one, your power is so unique, it captivates."

Just then, a faint voice came from behind; he turned sharply, eyes not of the murderer’s anxiety but of someone whose secret was discovered fiercely.

However, in front of him was nothing but emptiness, no shadows.

"Your future will be extraordinarily vast, your name will shake the world..."

"All of the world’s Divine Techniques will be yours, do not squander this heaven-bestowed power."

The mysterious voice echoed softly, resounding in his ears.

"I have a message for you."

"What?" he asked instinctively, as if speaking to the air.

"Success by Divine Techniques, failure by Divine Techniques."

"What do you mean?"

"Not all Divine Techniques in this world can be seized at will. When you encounter the irremovable Divine Techniques... that will be your death date."

The cold words slowly faded, Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit flickering like flames, ever more intense.

"Success by Divine Techniques, failure by Divine Techniques!?"

"All the world’s Divine Techniques are my resources!"

Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit displayed a mocking expression, a mysterious glow overshadowing the bright moon!!