Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 51 Discrete Chapter

"Why is it impossible? This token is the mark of a core disciple of your Ghost Burial Sect. This 'Ghost Burial Scripture' technique is only authorized for cultivation by core disciples in your Ghost Burial Sect. Do you think that if he were still alive, I could take these two important items away?" Du Fan's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and unknowingly, he had already quietly released a wisp of divine thought.

"Bullshit! How could you, a mere quasi-Qi Refining stage trash, possibly have injured Senior Brother Gui Yuan? How did you even get your hands on these things?" Han Mang was shocked. He absolutely refused to believe that Senior Brother Gui Yuan could have perished at this person's hands, but how could he explain these two items... Could they be fake? But that didn't seem like it either. He was already having doubts.

"See for yourself." Du Fan snorted and casually tossed the stone slab in front of him.

Han Mang did not hesitate at all and strode forward. Although his technique was profound, his cultivation level was limited and he could not retrieve objects from a distance. He could only reach out and pick them up.

Du Fan glanced at Wang San casually, and Wang San's heart immediately stirred. He was meticulous and had already noticed Du Fan's series of unusual actions. Now that he noticed the other party looking at him, he already knew what was going on.

Han Mang didn't care about their trickery; with his abilities, he wouldn't even consider these two a threat.

Just as he bent down to touch the token, a green vine suddenly sprang out from the crack in the soil of the stone platform and wrapped around his legs.

Meanwhile, a yellow sprout broke through the soil not far away and grew rapidly. In just a few breaths, it grew to a height of ten feet. On it, a sharp cone about a foot long broke out. As it rotated left and right, the tip of the cone gleamed with a sharp, cold light.

These were the two exotic plants that Du Fan had secretly planted underground earlier, "Climbing Vine" and "Penetrating Branch," which he now activated simultaneously with his divine sense.

Han Mang was taken aback, but it was too late to dodge. However, he sneered and didn't seem to care much. He quickly picked up the token and the book on the ground and put them into his storage bag.

After a brief sway, the green vines wrapped tightly around Han Mang's legs.

Han Mang roared and suddenly spread his legs apart, but the vines only loosened for a moment and then tightened again, and he did not break free.

This surprised him quite a bit. After straightening his expression, he suddenly raised his arm and made a hand seal. A layer of black energy appeared on his body. With a push of the hand seal, the black energy on his body was about to roll down to his legs.

Just then, the sharp cone, gleaming with a cold light, shot towards him with terrifying penetrating power. Its tip spun rapidly, causing a series of air explosions. Its cold light flashed wildly, its momentum astonishing. The direction it was aimed at was his chest, specifically his heart.

Han Mang glanced at it with his divine sense and his heart tightened. He immediately ignored the vines on his legs, changed the hand seal, and the layer of black energy condensed and transformed into a dark round mirror about a foot in diameter, protecting him.

The moment the rapidly spinning cone collided with the dark round mirror, a piercing screech rang out, like the sound of metal rubbing against metal, and for a moment the two seemed to be locked in a stalemate.

"Brother Wang!" Du Fan suddenly shouted.

In fact, all of this happened in the blink of an eye. Wang San stared in disbelief at the scene before him. Du Fan reminded him loudly, and he snapped back to his senses. A talisman appeared in his hand in a flash. It was the Swiftness Talisman.

He slapped the talisman onto himself, and with a surge of speed, he appeared beside Zhang Dashan's corpse in a flash. After picking up the other's storage bag, he quickly took out a talisman that was entirely crimson in color. It was a fire-attribute attack talisman, and it appeared to be of extraordinary quality.

A fierce glint flashed in Wang San's eyes. After a brief sway, he charged toward Han Mang, who was not far away. When he was less than ten feet behind Han Mang, he stopped, threw the talisman in his hand at him, and then quickly moved seven or eight feet away in another direction before stopping and looking back.

Upon feeling the scorching heat rushing towards him from behind, Han Mang's eyes showed panic for the first time. He roared and, disregarding the damage to his divine sense, frantically urged out a divine thought, once again activating a layer of black energy. He gathered it into the dark round mirror, and the dark round mirror immediately flashed with black light, emitting a muffled hum. Ripples flowed on its surface, actually deflecting the gleaming, sharp cone.

Han Mang was overjoyed at the sight. Just as he was about to use the black energy to break free of the vines binding his legs, the fireball formed by the talisman behind him had already covered his entire body.

"what……"

A mournful howl suddenly came from inside the fireball, then stopped abruptly. However, Du Fan still managed to hear a muffled phrase in the last faint sound: "Senior Brother Gui Yuan..."

After a while, the fireball finally disappeared as its spiritual energy dissipated, along with everything inside it.

"What a pity about that 'Book of Burying Ghosts'." Looking at the charred stone slab in front of him, which was now completely empty, Du Fan sighed inwardly. He was very interested in that ghost cultivation technique.

He had seen it in a book of miscellaneous writings by Gui Yuan. This book, "The Book of Burying Ghosts," was one of the core techniques of the Burial Ghost Sect. Only core disciples and those with the status of Foundation Establishment Steward or above could cultivate it. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a great sense of regret.

Both were preoccupied with their own thoughts, and neither of them took the initiative to speak for a moment.

After about half a cup of tea's time.

"Although Zhang Dashan was somewhat opportunistic, stingy, and timid, he was the closest to you and me. Seeing him die tragically made me very sad."

Wang San was a smart man. He didn't mention the two strange plants. He knew that it was Du Fan's own good fortune, and it was inappropriate for him to interrupt and ask. At this moment, looking at the headless corpse not far away, Wang San's expression was somewhat sad.

"Someone once told me that cultivators defy fate and violate the taboos of heaven and earth, and ultimately do not have a good end. Therefore, cultivators cultivate in this life and hope for the next. After being cremated into ashes, this life will vanish into thin air and they will enter the cycle of reincarnation again... We will all have such a day, so why should Brother Wang be so sad?"

Du Fan took out a cremation talisman from his storage bag, quietly walked to the headless corpse, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes. Rather than comforting Wang San, he was comforting himself. After sighing, he cremated the body.

"Brother Du is right, I was being a bit pretentious." Wang San closed his eyes, and after a long while, he opened them again, his expression returning to normal.

"There's still about a day before the entrance opens. Let's meditate and recover our strength."

The following day, the two began to meditate and regulate their breathing, and no further incidents occurred.

……

A day later, a sudden fluctuation occurred in the sky above the center of the stone platform, and Du Fan and his companion instantly opened their eyes and stood up solemnly.

Before long, specks of light appeared where the void rippled, eventually transforming into a triangular green light curtain that slowly descended onto the stone platform.

Du Fan and Wang San exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

Du Fan felt a blur before his eyes, and the scenery changed in an instant. He was away from the Land of Scattered Things and suddenly appeared behind the back mountain of Kongsang Sect. He was immediately filled with emotion. Of the thirteen people who entered this place, only Wang San and he had come out alive.

A quick glance around revealed three Foundation Establishment deacons dressed in green Daoist robes with solemn expressions. They were the same three who had sent them to the Land of Separation seven days ago, but Elder Xu was not present at the moment.

After regaining their composure, Du Fan and Wang Sanlue dared not be negligent and stepped forward to pay their respects.

"Greetings, three deacons."

"Where are the others? Did your mission fail?" Shen Hong frowned upon seeing them, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Everyone else perished in an accident. Only the two of us are still alive. Don't worry, Uncle Shen, we have obtained the mysterious token. However, we were unable to protect the Five Elements Beast. The situation was critical at the time, and we had no choice but to kill it." Du Fan was greatly alarmed and quickly reported back, fearing that the three Foundation Establishment deacons might misunderstand.

The three Foundation Establishment deacons initially had gloomy expressions, but after hearing that the mysterious token had been obtained, they all breathed a sigh of relief. As for the deaths of all the others and the Five Elements Beasts, they were not too concerned.

The three deacons then exchanged glances, made hand seals, and dispersed the triangular light barrier before retrieving the three banners.

"Take out the mysterious token." Shen Hong's eyes flashed, and he looked at the two of them again, speaking in a deep voice with an unquestionable tone.

Without saying a word, Du Fan immediately patted his storage bag, and a dark green object flew out. He held it firmly in his hand; it was the mysterious token. Before he could make any move, the object slipped from his hand. He was startled, but did not stop it.

A flash of green light appeared, and the dark green token was in Shen Hong's hand the next moment. The three deacons glanced at the token, and after a while, Shen Hong's expression finally softened.

"Very good, this is the token. You two, please briefly recount your experiences on this trip." Shen Hong flicked his sleeve, and the mysterious token was put away. At the same time, he looked at Du Fan and the other man.

Du Fan and Wang San exchanged a glance. Then Wang San lowered his eyes slightly, stood with his hands clasped, and showed no intention of speaking.

Du Fan couldn't help but smile wryly. He stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Reporting to Uncle-Master Shen, after we entered the Dispersed Land that day, Han Mang divided us into four groups to search for the Five Elements Beasts in different directions. Who knew..."

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Du Fan recounted how the group encountered demonic beasts, many of whom perished, how he was later abducted by a giant eagle, how he escaped danger by chance, how he found the Five Elements Beast, how he met Gui Yuan of the Burial Ghost Sect, from whom he learned that the Land of Scattered Lands was a massive trap set by the other sect, how Gui Yuan died in a daze, and finally, how he discovered that Han Mang was a spy from the Burial Ghost Sect infiltrating the Kongsang Sect.

Aside from the lie about killing the Five Elements Beast to forge the invisibility ring, most of the other things were true. After speaking, Du Fan bowed again and stood silently and solemnly.

Although the three deacons were all Foundation Establishment experts nearing a hundred years old, with life experiences far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend, they were all stunned upon hearing about Du Fan's bizarre experiences. When they heard about Ghost Yuan and the Ghost Burial Gate, their expressions changed drastically, and they eventually fell silent, their faces grim.