Chapter 482: Chapter 242: The Long Road to Longevity, Years Like a Heavenly Blade! Former Archenemy (5K Chapter)

The blood-red fire dyes the demon, with the sudden onset of murderous intent, how could it escape?

In the vast night, that flash of fire was like a knife, that streak of blood fluttering, and in an instant, it was the end of fragrance and jade.

The beautiful woman who was lively and charming just moments ago instantly had her head thrown high, her wide-open eyes filled with boundless terror. However, such brilliance lasted but a moment, as that beautiful head suddenly burst into bits before Li Kongxing’s shocked gaze.

Buzz...

Zhang Fan extended his large hand, and from the embers of the dissipating True Flame, he forcibly grabbed out a Primordial Spirit.

"Kongxing, save me."

Liu Piaopiao’s Primordial Spirit screamed in terror. Her true form was a long snake, now coiled tightly, caught in Zhang Fan’s grasp.

"Who exactly are you? Let her go." Li Kongxing growled in a low voice.

"You haven’t told me yet, how does he taste?"

Zhang Fan seemed not to hear, clutching that cluster of Primordial Spirit, placing it before Black Rat’s shattered corpse.

"No... it can’t be..."

Liu Piaopiao’s Primordial Spirit quivered, long dominated by fear.

She never thought that this young man who appeared suddenly was so terrifying. On Li Kongxing’s territory, without a word, he resorted to slaughter, and in an instant, destroyed her physical body and confined her Primordial Spirit, caught in a dilemma between life and death.

Such means in the hands of such a young person, despite her years as a demon, left her unable to maintain composure.

"If you won’t speak, then go to hell."

Zhang Fan didn’t even look, intertwining his fingers, unleashing the True Flame like rolling thunders, which engulfed her mightily.

"I’ll talk..."

Liu Piaopiao’s Primordial Spirit hurriedly cried out, yet Zhang Fan gave her no chance, and the True Flame scoured, instantly incinerating that Primordial Spirit, turning it into a wisp of blue smoke dispersing.

"Young man, who are you really, daring to intrude into private residences and commit murder openly?"

Li Kongxing calmed down, with unblinking eyes dead set on Zhang Fan.

Of course, he could see that the technique displayed by this young man was the Daoist True Flame, a true art of the Profound Sect.

To slay Liu Piaopiao in an instant, such skill is certainly not possessed by a weakling.

"Murder? If I killed a person, what are those you have killed?" Zhang Fan sneered coldly, his chilly gaze falling on Black Rat’s broken body.

"I was hunting a demon."

With those words, Zhang Fan stepped on Liu Piaopiao’s maimed body lying in a pool of blood, striding towards Li Kongxing.

"You want to act recklessly, without even caring where this is?"

At that moment, Li Kongxing bellowed loudly. With a wave of his hand, a black smoke surged from his sleeve, resembling a poisonous serpent, lunging towards Zhang Fan.

In a flash, a pungent stench spread throughout the courtyard, turning the surrounding soil blackened, and the withered grass decayed.

The Spirit Snake spat pearls, the poisonous smoke formed miasma.

This "Spiritual Snake Miasma" was refined by Li Kongxing and Liu Piaopiao from the essence extracted from her Inner Core during their profound cultivation.

Once it invaded the body, it could taint the Primordial Spirit, pollute the five viscera, rendering even those with a high cultivation level to immediately regress into uselessness.

Such power was Li Kongxing’s trump card, rarely used outside of daily scheming.

Just now, Zhang Fan’s overwhelming presence had already intimidated Li Kongxing, prompting him to go all out from the start without holding back.

Buzz...

The Spiritual Snake Miasma spread in the air, invisible, and the next moment, it reconverged before Zhang Fan, its black light like stars, directly burrowing into the Spirit Platform between his brows.

"Young man, your Dao practice is still a bit green." Li Kongxing, seeing this, couldn’t help but sneer.

However, Zhang Fan’s steps didn’t hesitate for a moment, still vigorous like a dragon and fierce as a tiger, closing within ten steps in a flash.

"Damn it, how are you unharmed?"

Li Kongxing’s eyes widened, utterly incredulous.

The Spiritual Snake Miasma invaded the body, yet he was able to remain unscathed?

It must be known, such power would overwhelm even a High-level Realm expert, particularly infecting the Primordial Spirit, destroying a cultivator’s entire cultivation.

"Humph!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, exhaling a mass of black gas from his mouth and nose, precisely the squirming Spiritual Snake Miasma.

Needless to say, he was of the Mahayana Realm, even at a high cultivation level, with his formidable Primordial Spirit and extraordinary alchemy technique, he was utterly unfazed by this method.

Rumble...

Zhang Fan raised and lowered his large hand, directly capturing that cluster of Spiritual Snake Miasma between his five fingers.

Such an incredible sight left Li Kongxing dumbfounded.

He had never imagined anyone could withstand his Spiritual Snake Miasma unscathed, let alone voluntarily capturing the toxic miasma with a mortal body.

"Who... who exactly are you?"

At this moment, Li Kongxing was finally frightened, his voice uncontrollably trembling.

If this young man before him were merely slightly stronger, he might not be so frightened.

However, the strength Zhang Fan had displayed utterly overturned his understanding. It was an insurmountable gulf, beyond even Li Kongxing’s comprehension.

For this reason, he finally realized that in front of this young man, he was nothing more than an ant.

"No... please don’t kill me. She was a demon, she deserved to die, but I’m human..." Li Kongxing said with a trembling voice.

"Someone like you considers yourself human?"

Zhang Fan’s expression was indifferent as he raised a hand, embedding that "Spiritual Snake Miasma" into Li Kongxing’s Spirit Platform.

"You..."

Li Kongxing’s eyes widened, with a startling cry, his Primordial Spirit suddenly attempted to leave the body, trying to abandon this physical form.

Rumble...

However, almost simultaneously, Zhang Fan let out a cold snort, and terrifying pressure from all directions crushed in, forcing Li Kongxing’s Primordial Spirit back.