Dragon Sovereign

On the second day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, feeling the abundant energy within his body. His eyes were filled with surprise, and with a flip of his right hand, a medicinal pill appeared in his palm, which he immediately swallowed.    

    

His injuries recovered very quickly after he had taken three healing pills. Now that he had taken another one, he could feel that the beast spirit's martial arts had reached its peak state once again.    

    

Zhang Fan also understood that using the energy from the pills to stimulate himself wasn't good for him, but right now, he couldn't care less. Right now, every minute and every second was extremely important to him.    

    

As for the fact that he was about to break through again so quickly, he understood a little bit in his heart. After such a huge loss of energy, the energy within his body would be completely drained, and with continuous replenishment, he would be able to gain a boost in an instant. In addition, he also felt the pressure within his heart.    

    

As he consumed the pill, his resolute face flushed red. Half an hour later, he opened his right hand and the Purple Dragon emerged. A layer of energy was instantly released. When the energy had subsided, Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes.    

    

"Grade three Martial Grand Master."    

    

Zhang Fan let out a light breath. This time, his breakthrough had been very smooth. However, just by breaking through, he was able to find those four people to snatch back the magical beast cub.    

    

A purple glow that was as black as ink pulsed within his pupils. The instant he withdrew his beast spirit, the Xuanyuan Sword appeared.    

    

If the restrictions on the first level of the Xuan Yuan Tower were activated, the second level would be possible as well. As long as he managed to open the same restrictions on the second level as well, then the probability of success in a assassination attempt would at least reach 50%.    

    

But the problem was that the first layer of restrictions had been opened by luck. The second time, he had been waiting for this opportunity, so he pretended to be the only one. He had always believed in this saying.    

    

It used to be like this, but it still is like this    

    

His black pupils fluctuated for a moment, before he put away the Xuan-Yuan Sword. Zhang Fan stood up with a flick of his sleeves, a look of conviction on his face. He was a person that was willing to give up.    

    

Zhang Fan was currently conducting an investigation around the area, searching for the direction that the other person had left in. When he had found a few footprints, he raised his head to look at the sun and confirmed that it was the west.    

    

Violet light flowed out, and Zhang Fan shot forward at top speed.    

    

Two days later, at the peak of a small mountain, a young man with a desolate figure was standing there. He was looking into the distance, and in his line of sight, he could vaguely see a city standing there. "One day, he was able to leave the Magical Beast Forest, and now, he could roughly guess that those four people had gone to that city.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan looked at the sky once more. His entire body once again leapt into the air as he glided downwards. When he was still ten meters away, a purple light burst forth and slammed horizontally onto the ground with his palm's immense force. With a flip, he landed firmly on the ground.    

    

He stood up and sped off toward the west. However, after running for a while, he stopped. In front of him was a magical beast that was currently glaring at him.    

    

His calm face didn't show any fluctuations, and there was nothing to fear behind the lack of fluctuations.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

A calm voice rang out. Zhang Fan's body rushed forward, his right hand spreading out as a golden radiance floated about. Xuan Yuan appeared in an instant. Right now in battle, there weren't any luxurious cultivation techniques. His main goal was to be straightforward and succinct.    

    

At the same time that he was saving time, he was also breaking through a limit, Xuan Yuan …    

    

Xuan Yuan was his greatest trump card, but under such pressure, this trump card dimmed a little. Thus, he could only reveal even more of his trump card. What he needed now was the second layer of the seal.    

    

'Consumption, the Purple Clouds technique is gone, I still have power, I don't have power, I still have pills, I don't have pills, and I still have the Converse Soul Transformation .'    

    

When Zhang Fan's figure rushed out, within his pitch-black pupils, all that was left was an incomparable firmness. So what if his energy was depleted? Who would understand behind his tenacious and tenacious character …    

    

He, Zhang Fan, was far too conceited. If this could stop him from advancing, then he shouldn't have been reborn here. He would rather die than do anything!    

    

"Rising Flames of the Prairie!"    

    

A whistling sound could be heard, and a scorching hot Qi filled his face, and a terrifying and sharp Qi instantly spread out in all directions.    

    

Once wasn't enough, Xuanyuan Wentian opened it a second time as usual. Twice wasn't enough for the pill to enter his mouth three times, three times wasn't enough for the Soul Reversal Transformation and it could be activated instantly.    

    

Zhang Fan was really going all out. He knew that if he kept using the Xuan-Yuan Sword this way, it would cause some damage to his nature. If he were to develop a habit of relying on it, then his entire person would be ruined.    

    

What is heaven defying? I can't help it anymore!]    

    

He knew very well in his heart what the current situation was. The rules were too heaven-defying, the rules were not the rules. Even if there was, he, Zhang Fan, would break it bit by bit with incomparable conviction. This was because he was Zhang Fan, the youth with unparalleled pride.    

    

Zhang Fan's eyes turned slightly red. You could say that he had gone mad! He admitted that he had gone mad! Under such pressure, who wouldn't go crazy!?    

    

Zhang Fan was unstoppable. If the person standing in front of him right now was a Martial Saint or a Martial God, then what would happen?!    

    

Zhang Fan was not afraid of a person with two lifetimes of arrogance being easily subdued. If that was the case, he would not hesitate to say two words to those people … "Scram!"    

    

Xuan-Yuan Sword trembled non-stop. It could be said that the nature of a weapon lay entirely in the person who used it. If one was soft enough and did not look at it, then there was no need to talk about it.    

    

"Die!"    

    

The violet light covered Zhang Fan's entire body, and a boundless fiery red, along with a terrifying sharp aura, directly pierced through that magical beast.    

    

With a pale and resolute face, he turned around and looked at the beast. Then, his gaze landed on Xuanyuan sword once again.    

    

He really didn't have much time left. He really didn't have much time left. He really didn't dare to imagine how much time it would take for him to recover.    

    

The killing intent permeated the air. At this moment, Zhang Fan was like an immortal god of war.    

    

The red light whistled through the air and spread in all directions. When the restriction was broken, the energy in his body was drained again.    

    

"Xuan Yuan, if you can't open the second layer of the seal today, I'll destroy you!"    

    

A long whistle resounded as the pill instantly entered Zhang Fan's body. As the fiery red energy stirred, it grew denser by a bit. He was indeed speaking in the tone of an order. Elder brother Xuanyuan said so. If Xuan Yuan could not even feel this little bit of kindness from him, then he wasn't worthy to accompany him for so long …    

    

Sharp, soaring, sharp Qi. The Xuan Yuan was trembling, but it was not afraid. It was excited …    

    

In itself, it was a heaven-defying weapon, a weapon that could defy the will of the heavens. It needed a master, a master that could bring it down with him. If Zhang Fan was truly unable to reach heaven-defying heights, then it would definitely abandon Zhang Fan.    

    

However, Zhang Fan had achieved it. He had completely matched Xuanyuan's Will!    

    

When the first level of the Raging Inferno Flames of the Burning World was released, Zhang Fan's mind also became blank. His soul was beating, and a greyish black flame was rising from his body.    

    

Under the crazed will of their master, the soul fire was ignited even more.    

    

Soul fire didn't have any heat, but it was a very magical existence. It could not burn everything, and at that time, it could burn the soul of the opponent along with its master's will. It could not burn together, but it could also make its master's soul energy become even stronger.    

    

Since he was going to defy the heavens, then he, Zhang Fan, would also become the number one person that defied the heavens!    

    

Zhang Fan's body softened, but a smile still hung on his face. His black eyes shone with a violet light as he said, "Old friend, you've always thought this way. Since that's the case, how about we leave an imprint in this world?"    

    

Indeed, when Xuan Yuan had broken through the second layer of the seal, his soul and the sword spirit had perfectly matched. He could completely feel that Xuan Yuan had become German and this will had made his heart firmer.    

    

The body of Xuan Yuan's sword trembled. Zhang Fan laughed out loud as he clenched his right hand. Xuan Yuan then turned into a beam of light and entered his body.    

    

With a flick of his right hand, two Tier 3 Healing Pills appeared in his palm and he swallowed them immediately. With a heavy aura, he entered into a state of cultivation.    

    

And around him, it could be described as completely unrecognizable. A towering tree was being slashed down, and countless grass had already lost their life force …    

    

The next day, Zhang Fan opened his black eyes. However, he was not in a hurry to stand up. Instead, he closed his eyes once more. After a long time, he opened them again.    

    

Although he did not know how powerful it was, he understood that in order to activate this restriction in a real sense, he would need to be at least at the general level of strength. He could now rely on the seven layers of the Purple Clouds technique to reach the next level of strength.