Chapter 61: Disintegration Mountain, Testing Divine Ability

Great Xuan, Disintegration Mountain.

The mountain stands several thousand meters high, shaped like a blade, piercing straight into the clouds.

On the steep mountain path halfway up the mountain, two youths are walking one after the other.

The one in front is a lean youth wearing a straw hat, with a determined expression.

The youth following behind him looks a few years younger, but he has a sturdy build, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a simple, honest demeanor.

At this moment, the sturdy youth wipes the sweat from his forehead and sits down with a thud: "Erlang, let's rest for a while. We've been walking for most of the day; I really can't walk anymore."

The lean youth turns around and hands over a water flask: "Fierce tigers and wild beasts occasionally appear in these mountains, so it's not safe to rest here. I know of a hidden cave not far ahead; if you are truly exhausted, we can go there to rest."

The sturdy youth takes the flask, gulps down a few mouthfuls, lets out a long sigh, and asks curiously: "Erlang, are there really any Immortals in this mountain?"

"There definitely are; I saw one with my own eyes," Erlang says firmly, looking up at the mountain peak hidden in the clouds.

The sturdy youth, however, looks unconvinced: "Ever since five years ago, you've been like possessed, sneaking into this Disintegration Mountain whenever you have free time. I don't know how many times you've run back and forth, but I've never seen you actually find an Immortal. If you ask me, you should give up on this idea early. Seeking Immortals and asking about the Dao is too ethereal and illusory. In my opinion, you should just practice martial arts properly like me…"

The sturdy youth is interrupted halfway through by Erlang, who frowns: "Wang Xuanba, how did you become as long-winded as my mother? If you keep spouting this nonsense, just go down the mountain by yourself!"

The sturdy youth awkwardly rubs the back of his head and wisely shuts his mouth.

The two continue climbing the mountain path toward the summit.

Not long after, a gust of eerie wind suddenly blows through the mountain.

Wang Xuanba's ears twitch, his expression changes, and he steps forward to press down on Erlang, making a gesture to stay silent.

"There is something ahead…" He squints his eyes, about to call out a warning, but suddenly freezes.

A drop of cold sweat falls from his forehead.

On the mountain path ahead, accompanied by a rustling sound, a giant white python slithers down along the mountainside.

The white python's body is massive; just the portion of its head exposed is a full seven or eight meters long.

The remaining part is hidden in the mountain vegetation, and it is unknown how much longer it actually is.

The white python is as thick as a washbasin, its giant crimson eyes glowing with a chilling red light.

It flicks its snake tongue, lifts its head, and slithers along the cliff wall down toward the abyss.

Seeing this terrifying exotic beast, Wang Xuanba and Erlang are both terrified, unable to move at all, holding their breath.

The white python's massive body drags across the ground for a long while before it slowly disappears from their view.

Phew…

Wang Xuanba lets out a long sigh of relief and is about to speak, but hears a rapid sound again.

The giant snake head actually probes back out from below the cliff in an instant, staring fixedly at the two of them!

Wang Xuanba and Erlang are petrified once again.

Hiss, hiss…

The white python shakes its head and slowly slithers closer to the two.

Its giant mouth opens, bringing with it gusts of foul-smelling wind.

Enveloped by the white python's shadow, seeing that his head is about to be swallowed in one bite, Wang Xuanba can no longer endure it.

He lets out a loud roar, his muscles bulge, and his entire body instantly expands by a size.

He leaps up, swings his fist, and smashes it toward the white python's head below.

"Ding!"

It actually makes a sound like metal striking metal!

At this moment, Erlang also moves.

He stomps his foot, crushing the mountain rocks into powder, and his figure becomes blurry, appearing behind the white python in the blink of an eye.

He turns his fist into a finger and stabs fiercely dozens of times in a row.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!…"

The sound of the collisions is endless.

However, this attack from the two of them fails to even break the white python's skin!

The white python hisses, twists its body, and whips it against Wang Xuanba.

"Bang!"

Wang Xuanba is instantly sent flying, slamming into the cliff wall, sending broken stones flying everywhere.

The white python doesn't pursue Wang Xuanba; instead, it turns its head, opens its giant mouth wide, and bites at Erlang.

Erlang cannot dodge in time and has no choice but to stretch out his hands to hold the white python's mouth open with all his might.

The white python emits a strange roar and exerts force suddenly.

Erlang's body almost disappears into the white python's giant mouth, but with a muffled groan, he stubbornly holds on.

After a long stalemate, the white python, seeing that it cannot swallow this tiny human, becomes furious.

It continuously thrashes its body, repeatedly slamming Erlang against the mountain path and the mountain body, attempting to shake him off.

Every time Erlang takes a hit, his fingers dig into the white python's flesh like sharp swords.

After a long time, the mountain path is covered in marks from Erlang's collisions with the rocks. A flash of red light appears in the white python's eyes, and a jet of dark brown liquid sprays out from its mouth.

Erlang barely dodges with his head, but is still drenched in the venom.

"Sizzle…"

Under the corrosion of the venom, Erlang's flesh, glowing with a faint golden light, is revealed.

He lets out a muffled groan, unable to continue any longer, and is thrown aside by the white python, landing next to the unconscious Wang Xuanba.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he barely props himself up, looking at the approaching white python with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

Ever since that evening in Disintegration Mountain, when he saw with his own eyes the peerless figure of an Immortal traveling through the air, he has been obsessed with seeking Immortals and asking about the Dao.

He has ventured deep into the mountains countless times, just wanting to find this Immortal and take him as his master.

For this, he even had conflicts with his mother.

Who would have thought that he wouldn't find the Immortal, but instead lose his life in the mouth of this beast.

Thinking of himself, Sun Erlang of the Sun Family, born with Divine Power and proficient in all martial arts, yet ending up in this state—how could he be reconciled?

But enveloped by the white python's shadow, with no strength left in his body to resist, Erlang can only close his eyes in despair.

Just as Erlang resigns himself to death, a loud crane cry suddenly echoes from the distant mountains.

Hearing this cry, the white python, as if encountering its natural enemy, suddenly lifts its head, flicks its snake tongue, and stares fixedly at the direction the sound came from.

Seeing that there is a turn of events, Erlang opens his eyes.

He sees a white crane flying from somewhere in the mountain, engaging the white python in battle.

The white crane flutters about, nimbly dodging the python's attacks, while simultaneously pecking at the snake's body with its sharp beak, tearing off bits of flesh.

Although the python is not as agile as the white crane, it has thick skin and flesh; the white crane hits it dozens of times without causing any significant damage to its vitality.

But if the white python lands just one counterattack and bites the white crane, it would be enough to severely injure it.

Gradually, the white crane falls into a disadvantage.

Seeing these two exotic beasts fighting intensely, not noticing his side, Erlang struggles to get up, wanting to drag Wang Xuanba away to escape.

Just then, a sound like surging tides seems to come from the mountains.

Erlang freezes, looks up, and sees a strange sight.

In the sky, countless birds in flocks fly from all over the mountain, like dense dark clouds, heading in this direction.

On the mountain, mountain rats, reptiles, and even apes, tigers, and leopards, as well as countless animals Erlang has never seen before, suddenly emerge from everywhere, forming a beast tide, rushing toward the place where the crane and snake are fighting.

Erlang realizes this at this moment, his face turning pale.

In this beast tide, there is no way the two of them can survive!

That red-eyed white python also senses the crisis, stops fighting the white crane, and wants to leave this place.

Who would have thought the white crane would be relentless, as if it had an irreconcilable hatred for the python; even if it is bitten until it is bleeding and torn apart, it refuses to let it leave.

In an instant, the birds and the beast tide arrive.

They ignore the white crane and Erlang; the only target in their eyes is that giant python!

The white python lets out a terrified cry, but it is already surrounded by countless beasts, with no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

These beasts act like they are crazy, trampling on each other, competing to gnaw on the white python's body.

Even if their own teeth shatter and blood flows, they never let go.

Many beasts gnaw themselves to death just like that, but are quickly replaced by other beasts.

It is as if this white python had committed some unforgivable crime.

All the birds and beasts, one after another, vow to devour the white python completely.

They will not stop until it is dead!

The white python is submerged by the beast tide, and the sound of its struggling grows weaker and weaker.

After an unknown amount of time, there is completely no sound.

After this, the beasts gradually disperse.

And that giant red-eyed white python doesn't even leave behind a single bone.

Witnessing such a bizarre scene, Erlang stands frozen in place, not daring to make a sound for a long while.

Swallowing hard, it takes a long time before he comes back to his senses.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looks around and shouts loudly: "Immortal Master, is that you?"

"It must be you who did this, right?"

In his view, the abnormal beast tide that just happened must be the work of the Immortal living in seclusion in this Disintegration Mountain.

Erlang is somewhat excited and eager.

Unfortunately, even though his throat is almost hoarse from shouting, he cannot see any trace of the Immortal Master.

Thus, he falls into deep disappointment.

And not far from him, Li Fan is watching him with a smile on his face.

The Immortal Master is right before his eyes, yet the Mortal cannot see him.

"This child is not bad; his Physique seems a bit special, and his heart for seeking the Dao is quite firm," Li Fan says, looking at Erlang, his eyes revealing a hint of admiration.

"Unfortunately, I haven't even established a firm footing myself; how can I teach you?" Li Fan shakes his head with a smile.

"I will wait until the time is ripe in the future to bestow upon you a stroke of good fortune!"

He lightly points a finger toward Erlang.

Sun Erlang is suddenly dazed for a moment, then looks around somewhat blankly, and finally carries the still-collapsed Wang Xuanba and heads down the mountain.

Watching the two leave Disintegration Mountain, Li Fan then observes the scene where the white python was devoured, feeling somewhat pleased in his heart.

"It was not in vain that I spent nine years painstakingly researching; this Formless Killing Intent is indeed extraordinary."

Just now in this Disintegration Mountain, the birds and beasts rioting together to devour the white python was naturally his doing.

In this life, because he is already at the Late Stage of Qi Refining, to avoid the influence of the Immortal-Mortal Miasma on him, he simply came to live in seclusion in this Disintegration Mountain.

While waiting for [Huan Zhen] to finish charging, he cultivates diligently.

Because there is no Spiritual Qi in the Immortal Extinction Land, most of his time is spent contemplating the Heaven and Earth Qi mechanism he observed in his previous life.

For nine years, day and night, painstakingly thinking, he finally gained something and comprehended [a form of Formless Killing Intent].

Once this Formless Killing Intent is unleashed, it can disguise itself as the Heavenly Dao's killing intent within a certain range and degree.

When Heaven releases killing intent, there are naturally various killing tribulations that evolve.

Once locked as a target by the Formless Killing Intent, Li Fan doesn't need to do it himself; they will fall into the killing tribulation on their own.

For example, the red-eyed white python just now, after being locked by Li Fan's Formless Killing Intent, became the target of the Heavenly Dao's killing intent within this Disintegration Mountain.

Heaven and Earth nurture all things, and the will of Heaven and Earth governs the vast majority of living beings in the world.

Thus, countless animals are driven to develop endless killing intent toward this white python.

This killing intent will not disappear until the white python is completely dead.

Borrowing the Heavenly Mandate to use it—this is the formidable aspect of the Formless Killing Intent.

Not only is the power considerable and the method strange, but the concealment of the Formless Killing Intent is also extremely high.

The Formless Killing Intent itself is like the killing intent of Heaven and Earth, similar to a pure will and rule.

Ordinary Cultivators cannot perceive it at all.

Gathering so many advantages in one, it is truly an essential good for killing people and seizing goods.

No wonder Li Fan is so satisfied.

Of course, the object of the first experiment of the Formless Killing Intent was ordinary beasts in the mountains, so the momentum was quite grand.

As for what the effect will be when specifically applied to Immortal Cultivators of the same cultivation level or even higher than Li Fan, Li Fan will have to try it himself in the future to know.

The Divine Ability test is complete, and Li Fan returns to the thatched cottage where he lives in seclusion on the top of Disintegration Mountain.

After tidying up a bit, Li Fan checks the charging progress of Virtualization.

It is already at 99%.

"It is time to step into the Cultivation World again."

Li Fan immediately summons the Taiyan Boat and flies to Xuan Capital City.

With the might of an Immortal, just like in the previous life, he raids a large number of treasures and food.

After filling the Taiyan Boat, Li Fan arrives outside Qian Hong's tomb.

Now, with his cultivation level, the Restriction of the zhibu remnant stele can no longer cause him harm.

Entering Qian Hong's tomb, Li Fan takes out the bound zhibu remnant stele from the [Huan Zhen] space.

The two zhibu remnant steles fuse together, forming a brand-new zhibu remnant stele.

It is not as old as before; there are only a few cracks on the stele body.

But it seems to still be a bit short of a qualitative change.

Li Fan doesn't mind.

After experiencing the powerful might of the Azure Sea Pearl, he doesn't think much of this zhibu remnant stele anymore.

Anyway, it is just to be sold to the Tianxuan Mirror in exchange for Contribution Points.

Taking the two Cultivation Techniques from Qian Hong's tomb and the damaged Taiyan Boat, Li Fan is about to leave by boat.

After flying a distance, he returns, collects Qian Hong's remains, and prepares to bring them back to the Cultivation World to fulfill his dying wish.

At this time, Li Fan has no more worries and smoothly passes through the Immortal Severing Grand Formation, returning to the Cultivation World.

Seeing the blue Congyun Sea again, Li Fan cannot help but feel as if it were a lifetime ago.

He takes out Qian Hong's remains, turns them into ashes, and scatters them into the sea.

Above the sky, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurs.

A petal falls from a branch, drifting with the wind, endlessly.

"Foundation Establishment cultivator Qian Hong, cultivated for two hundred and sixty-five years, achieved Dao foundation with the exotic item [Drifting Plum]."

"Wandered outside for three thousand six hundred and seventy years, now the soul returns to the hometown, returning the Dao to Heaven!"

The strange phenomenon lasts for less than half a cup of tea before dissipating without a trace.

The plot is difficult to divide into chapters, so it has been combined