My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 328: 305: The Purple Glow Shines Across The World

Chapter 328: 305: The Purple Glow Shines Across The World

Translator: 549690339

As it plummeted at high speed, violet flames ignited on Kunpeng’s body.

The huge exotic beast seemed to have lost its will to resist, unable to even struggle.

It could only allow the raging violet flames to engulf and burn its own body.

The echo of its miserable screams spread throughout the Misthaven Ocean, chilling the hearts of those who heard it.

Kunpeng, from the highest heavens, fell straight down to the mortal world, like a falling meteor.

Between heaven and earth, it cut a violet vertical line.

With the decrease in altitude, its body kept shrinking.

By the time it nearly hit the sea surface, it had already been completely burnt by the violet flames.

Not even ashes remained.

Ye Feipeng, dead!

The violet figure on the sky dome indifferently swept his gaze once, seeing the demonic beast slain.

Then, like when the figure arrived, the clouds in the sky quickly scattered.

The violet figure gradually faded, disappearing from sight.

“Wu Chi’er?No, no…”

Above the sky, Black Crow Immortal Monarch’s voice came in doubt.

Afterward, the one-eyed crow spread its wings slightly, turning into a black line, chasing in the direction of the disappearing violet aura.

The cultivators in the Misthaven Ocean, unable to recover from the shock of this change, all stood frozen in place like petrified beings.

A moment later, everyone on the Ten Thousand Immortals Island was in an uproar.

“What was that just now?”

“Which great figure showed their presence? Such a terrifying exotic beast, Kunpeng, was directly killed by a single thunderstrike?”

“Unity Immortal Monarch?”

“I feel, a common Integration Cultivator may not be able to accomplish this.”

“Above Unity-Path? Impossible!”

Like everyone else, Li Fan was equally shocked at this moment.

However, he wasn’t shocked at how terrifying the purple figure’s strength was.

Instead, he was disconcerted by his identity.

“Zhang… Senior brother?”

Li Fan looked up at the fading purple sky, unable to believe it.

He had heard that cold and indifferent voice many times before, and it was very familiar.

Combined with the familiar phrase “evil and alien creatures,” and the Violet Firmament Divine Thunder that easily killed Ye Feipeng.

Li Fan was almost certain that the purple figure sitting above the sky dome was Zhang Qianmo, the senior brother he encountered in the Fallen Immortal Realm.

Zhang Qianmo.

An inner-sect disciple of the Violet Firmament Sect, suspected reincarnated figure of great power;

Exceptionally strong, mastering the mysterious Violet Firmament Nirvana Technique, killing those in the Gold Core stage with ease during the Foundation Establishment Phase as if slaughtering chickens and sheep.

High-spirited and proud, he once made three great vows.

The first great vow, was to “exterminate all demons of the world, and restore a resplendent cosmos to the world”.

“It seems now that not only has senior brother Zhang lived from ancient times to the present, but he may have also accomplished his first great vow.”

Remembering Zhang Qianmo’s saying “Evil and alien creatures, dare to come to their death,” and connecting with the memory of Ye Feipeng’s inherited knowledge of demonic beasts fleeing in panic at that time, and the current circumstances where no demonic beasts are seen in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Li Fan could deduce that Zhang Qianmo must have killed the demonic beasts and evil creatures in the Immortal Cultivation World, breaking their courage.

Even if they are not completely exterminated, they can only hide somewhere and dare not step into the Immortal Cultivation World again.

Although Ye Feipeng was extraordinarily fortunate to awaken his own Kunpeng bloodline and, consequently, forcefully swallowed the Crimson Flame.

He managed to attain the qualifications to ascend to heaven in one step, from the Gold Core Stage to the Unity-Path.

But…

Fortune and misfortune are two buckets in a well, one up, the other down.

Also, because of the existence of this Kunpeng bloodline, he drew Zhang Qianmo’s attention.

In order to swallow both the Crimson Flame and Zhang Zhiliang in one go.

Ye Feipeng, the chubby one, must have run the power of his Kunpeng bloodline to the extreme.

Of course, there must have been the help of the Ocean Pearl, which made him look almost exactly like the ancient exotic beast Kun Peng.

That was why he was ruthlessly executed by senior brother Zhang.

The satisfied cry of the Kunpeng seemed to still echo in his ears.

A question emerged in Li Fan’s mind, what was Brother Zhang’s current cultivation level?

The Unity-Path, or the Immortal Sovereign?

At the moment when Kunpeng emerged, the figure of Zhang Qianmo did not appear immediately.

It was not until after the exotic beast had completed its act of swallowing the Crimson Flame, just about to escape and flee.

Zhang Qianmo finally arrived a bit too late.

If Ye Feipeng, after swallowing the Crimson Flame, had not lost his bearings in self-satisfaction, emitting various cries.

But made a direct escape and fled.

Could he have avoided Zhang Qianmo’s strike?

And thus survived?

The face of the chubby Ye Feipeng emerged before Li Fan’s eyes, he couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.

“In the knowledge that such a killer, targeting demonic beasts, exists in this world, the Kunpeng that Ye’s ancestors originally saved, still chose to pass on its essence to a mortal…”

“Hmph, it seems they didn’t mean well.”

“If they are not of our race, surely their hearts will be different.”

“Brother Zhang, you did well!”

Li Fan sighed in his heart, while also slightly frowning.

He remembered that Zhang Qianmo’s voice seemed to be overlaid by two voices.

One was his original voice.

The other was a youthful, childlike voice.

“The obsessed child, the reincarnated great power, the Purple Thunderstorm…”

Li Fan’s eyes narrowed, and a past event involuntarily emerged in his mind.

When he first killed Sikong Yi, the heir of the Stealing Heaven and Earth Sect.

Through the residual souls in the Day Theft and Day Exchange Order, he learned how Sikong Yi’s cheap master, Sikong Bo, had escaped to The Cloud Sea.

At that time, Sikong Bo wanted to create a clone and coincidentally encountered an extraordinary and extremely lucky child in a wilderness village.

He wanted to steal the child’s essence, only to find out, to his frustration, that a Yuan Ying cultivator had also taken a fancy to the child.

Ready to transform into an exotic creature and snatch the child’s body at any time.

Sikong Bo and this Yuan Ying cultivator began to fight and during their mutual defeat.

The child suddenly appeared, he didn’t say anything, directly refined the Yuan Ying cultivator.

Sikong Bo turned to run, but the child was extremely familiar with the tactics of the Stealing Heaven and Earth Sect.

He couldn’t shake the child off, no matter what he did.

In desperation, to save his life, Sikong Bo had no choice but to release all the residual souls in the Day Theft and Day Exchange Order.

Although he successfully escaped with his life, the souls of the ancestral masters of all generations were all shattered by a Purple Thunderstorm that descended from the sky.

“Could the child that Sikong Bo encountered back then be Brother Zhang?”

“And also be the obsessed child?”

Li Fan had seen information about this obsessed child before in Tianyu Province.

He was a six or seven-year-old boy, obsessed with martial arts, he especially liked challenging other people to fights.

However, he possessed astonishing combat power. Even though his cultivation level was only in Nascent Soul Stage, he was almost invincible among the same stage.

Moreover, he could fight evenly against a God Transformation cultivator.

At that time, Li Fan hadn’t connected this boy with the one in Sikong Bo’s memory.

Furthermore, he didn’t expect that he would be the reincarnation of Zhang Qianmo.

“No, the might of the Divine Thunder that struck down the Kunpeng just now was not something a Nascent Soul cultivator could manage.”

“What Divine Technique is Brother Zhang cultivating?”

Just as Li Fan was pondering, the surprise call of a cultivator nearby interrupted him.

“Look quickly! Zhang Zhiliang is still alive.”

“The Crimson Flame! The Crimson Flame is still here!”

Li Fan abruptly looked up, only to see in mid-air, at the place where Kunpeng’s body had been burned to ashes.

Zhang Zhiliang’s somewhat disheveled figure had reappeared at some unknown point in time.

Not far away, the Crimson Flame stood opposite him, the shadow of the fire danced.