"I have important matters to discuss!"
Zhang Haobo's voice echoed in the heavens and earth.
The expressions of the cultivators on Ten Thousand Immortals Island varied, and their reactions were different.
"He's quite arrogant. Just a Golden Core cultivator, what important matters could he have?"
"Yeah, he actually used the power of the wind disaster to force Ten Thousand Immortals Island. He's truly underestimating us!"
"Why hasn't the True Monarch slapped this kid to death with a single palm? It's annoying!"
"Watching him take the spotlight is even more uncomfortable than losing a cultivation technique!"
"However, with only Golden Core cultivation, he has such a demeanor. This person will surely become someone significant in the future."
"Practicing for less than a decade, achieving Golden Core cultivation, facing the winds that overwhelm Ten Thousand Immortals. This feat reminds me of the rumored Young Master Jinglun."
...
Ignoring the commotion coming from Ten Thousand Immortals Island, Zhang Haobo remained composed, patiently waiting.
After a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front.
Wearing white clothes, and holding a feather fan, he had a graceful demeanor.
He squinted his eyes, sizing up Zhang Haobo, "Golden Core? Important matters?"
"It's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting young person!"
Zhang Haobo stared directly at the man, his expression unchanged, saying calmly, "Golden Core, Soul Transformation, they are all ants."
The hand of the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator, who was fanning himself, stopped. He scrutinized Zhang Haobo once again.
But this time, there was a hint of seriousness in his gaze.
After a while, he pointed with the feather fan, "So be it, come with me!"
Then, the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of the people on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Only the gigantic green tornado continued to rotate without stopping.
A void suddenly appeared in the sky.
Brilliant starlight shone down, and the Green Wind of the tornado gradually dissipated.
Leaving behind the continuous discussion of the cultivators of Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Zhang Haobo's vision blurred, and he suddenly felt himself appearing on a mountain peak.
Mists surrounded the area, with distant mountain ranges barely visible.
The Soul Transformation cultivator in white stood on the cliff of the mountaintop with his back turned.
"This place forms its own domain, able to isolate from the perception of the heavenly dao. If you have something to say, just speak."
Zhang Haobo first observed the surroundings once again, taking a moment to examine them.
With his current cultivation, he couldn't see anything special about this place.
So, he said, "Senior, do you know that within this Cong Yun Sea, there is a manifestation of a Heavenly Spirit?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator turned around, looking at Zhang Haobo with interest, "You mean the Green Wind that was in a standoff with that sword hilt?"
"Although I don't know where you learned about this, if you think it's just a coincidence, you've misunderstood."
"Among the Soul Transformation cultivators in the Cong Yun Sea and even in several neighboring states, all are aware of the existence of the Green Wind."
"But no one dares to come and refine it. Do you know why?"
Zhang Haobo remained unchanged, answering, "Is it because of that sword hilt?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator nodded, "The Heavenly Spirit, whenever it appears, has a heavenly mission. According to our observations, the duty of that Green Wind is to destroy that sword hilt."
"A hundred years ago, an outsider Soul Transformation cultivator passed by, sensed the existence of the Green Wind, and wanted to refine it."
"As a result, the Green Wind used a cage, imprisoning him together with the sword hilt."
"The malevolent aura of the sword hilt suddenly erupted, and its target was not the Green Wind's cage but the Soul Transformation cultivator."
"The Green Wind launched a timely attack afterwards."
"It's like two Dao Integration figures making a move at the same time. That Soul Transformation cultivator died on the spot."
Hearing this, Zhang Haobo pondered.
"Two Dao Integration figures in a stalemate, but if others intervene, especially weaker ones, it would be seen as a provocation."
"People would unite to attack. Is that so?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator waved his feather fan, "The young can be taught."
However, Zhang Haobo changed the subject suddenly and said, "But what I'm talking about as the Heavenly Spirit is not the Green Wind."
"The sword hilt escaped from confinement, and I don't know where it flew to. The Green Wind followed suit."
The movement of the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator suddenly froze.
"What I'm talking about is a manifestation of the Heavenly Spirit that has not yet appeared but is about to appear in the Cong Yun Sea."
Zhang Haobo's eyes drifted, seemingly recalling something.
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator set down his feather fan, staring intently at Zhang Haobo.
His expression was serious.
Above the mountain peaks, dense clouds gathered, obscuring the sky.
...
Li Fan was currently unaware of the events happening outside.
He had been immersed in the study of formations.
The person who had been learning with him couldn't withstand this extremely abnormal study method and voluntarily gave up after three months, choosing to leave.
Zhang Zhiliang didn't say anything, but shortly afterward, he brought in another person to teach them formations.
Li Fan didn't pay any attention to these events happening around him.
He was focused on researching formations.
Whenever he felt tired, the silver spice would ignite itself.
Not even a moment of rest.
Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan with increasingly satisfied eyes.
This kind of life continued for two years.
When the set reminder time arrived, Li Fan finally woke up from his studies.
Looking somewhat reluctant at the detailed formation map split into countless tiny images in front of him, Li Fan shifted his gaze to Zhang Zhiliang.
"Master Zhang, I have something to attend to and need to go out for a while," Li Fan explained.
Zhang Zhiliang nodded, "You've been studying continuously for so long; it's time to take a break."
After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing cube.
"This is temporarily loaned to you for protection, in case of any unexpected situations."
Observing the cube in his hand, Li Fan could see traces of dozens of superimposed formations.
Zhang Zhiliang continued, "This is the Formation Crown, formed by the superposition of over a hundred different formations."
"Among them, the most precious one is a teleportation formation."
"When encountering an opponent you can't match, you can use this teleportation formation to be transported to a random location one hundred thousand miles away."
"After studying with me for so long, you should know how to use this item. I won't go into details."
Li Fan understood the preciousness of this item because the formations within the Formation Crown were not one-time use.
After each activation, it could absorb surrounding spiritual energy on its own for recharging.
Once the recharging was complete, it could be used again.
Compared to formations that could only be used a few times and often got damaged, this item was much superior.
Zhang Zhiliang entrusting this item to Li Fan also indicated a certain level of trust in him.
Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Formation Hall.
This time, he naturally had to go out because the time for the appearance of the Canghai Pearl was approaching.
The Canghai Pearl was the Foundation Treasure that Li Fan had set for this life, and there could be no mistakes.
So, he left seclusion in advance to go to Flowing Cloud Island for observation.
Not in a hurry to set out, Li Fan inquired about significant events that had occurred in the past two years.
This way, he learned about the turmoil caused by Zhang Haobo.
"Indeed, a grand move. Remarkable bearing, truly remarkable!" Li Fan praised.
"Now, considering the situation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should already know that the incident of Crimson Flame will happen next."
"I wonder how they will respond to it."
"I have important matters to discuss!"
Zhang Haobo's voice echoed in the heavens and earth.
The expressions of the cultivators on Ten Thousand Immortals Island varied, and their reactions were different.
"He's quite arrogant. Just a Golden Core cultivator, what important matters could he have?"
"Yeah, he actually used the power of the wind disaster to force Ten Thousand Immortals Island. He's truly underestimating us!"
"Why hasn't the True Monarch slapped this kid to death with a single palm? It's annoying!"
"Watching him take the spotlight is even more uncomfortable than losing a cultivation technique!"
"However, with only Golden Core cultivation, he has such a demeanor. This person will surely become someone significant in the future."
"Practicing for less than a decade, achieving Golden Core cultivation, facing the winds that overwhelm Ten Thousand Immortals. This feat reminds me of the rumored Young Master Jinglun."
...
Ignoring the commotion coming from Ten Thousand Immortals Island, Zhang Haobo remained composed, patiently waiting.
After a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front.
Wearing white clothes, and holding a feather fan, he had a graceful demeanor.
He squinted his eyes, sizing up Zhang Haobo, "Golden Core? Important matters?"
"It's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting young person!"
Zhang Haobo stared directly at the man, his expression unchanged, saying calmly, "Golden Core, Soul Transformation, they are all ants."
The hand of the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator, who was fanning himself, stopped. He scrutinized Zhang Haobo once again.
But this time, there was a hint of seriousness in his gaze.
After a while, he pointed with the feather fan, "So be it, come with me!"
Then, the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of the people on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Only the gigantic green tornado continued to rotate without stopping.
A void suddenly appeared in the sky.
Brilliant starlight shone down, and the Green Wind of the tornado gradually dissipated.
Leaving behind the continuous discussion of the cultivators of Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Zhang Haobo's vision blurred, and he suddenly felt himself appearing on a mountain peak.
Mists surrounded the area, with distant mountain ranges barely visible.
The Soul Transformation cultivator in white stood on the cliff of the mountaintop with his back turned.
"This place forms its own domain, able to isolate from the perception of the heavenly dao. If you have something to say, just speak."
Zhang Haobo first observed the surroundings once again, taking a moment to examine them.
With his current cultivation, he couldn't see anything special about this place.
So, he said, "Senior, do you know that within this Cong Yun Sea, there is a manifestation of a Heavenly Spirit?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator turned around, looking at Zhang Haobo with interest, "You mean the Green Wind that was in a standoff with that sword hilt?"
"Although I don't know where you learned about this, if you think it's just a coincidence, you've misunderstood."
"Among the Soul Transformation cultivators in the Cong Yun Sea and even in several neighboring states, all are aware of the existence of the Green Wind."
"But no one dares to come and refine it. Do you know why?"
Zhang Haobo remained unchanged, answering, "Is it because of that sword hilt?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator nodded, "The Heavenly Spirit, whenever it appears, has a heavenly mission. According to our observations, the duty of that Green Wind is to destroy that sword hilt."
"A hundred years ago, an outsider Soul Transformation cultivator passed by, sensed the existence of the Green Wind, and wanted to refine it."
"As a result, the Green Wind used a cage, imprisoning him together with the sword hilt."
"The malevolent aura of the sword hilt suddenly erupted, and its target was not the Green Wind's cage but the Soul Transformation cultivator."
"The Green Wind launched a timely attack afterwards."
"It's like two Dao Integration figures making a move at the same time. That Soul Transformation cultivator died on the spot."
Hearing this, Zhang Haobo pondered.
"Two Dao Integration figures in a stalemate, but if others intervene, especially weaker ones, it would be seen as a provocation."
"People would unite to attack. Is that so?"
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator waved his feather fan, "The young can be taught."
However, Zhang Haobo changed the subject suddenly and said, "But what I'm talking about as the Heavenly Spirit is not the Green Wind."
"The sword hilt escaped from confinement, and I don't know where it flew to. The Green Wind followed suit."
The movement of the white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator suddenly froze.
"What I'm talking about is a manifestation of the Heavenly Spirit that has not yet appeared but is about to appear in the Cong Yun Sea."
Zhang Haobo's eyes drifted, seemingly recalling something.
The white-clothed Soul Transformation cultivator set down his feather fan, staring intently at Zhang Haobo.
His expression was serious.
Above the mountain peaks, dense clouds gathered, obscuring the sky.
...
Li Fan was currently unaware of the events happening outside.
He had been immersed in the study of formations.
The person who had been learning with him couldn't withstand this extremely abnormal study method and voluntarily gave up after three months, choosing to leave.
Zhang Zhiliang didn't say anything, but shortly afterward, he brought in another person to teach them formations.
Li Fan didn't pay any attention to these events happening around him.
He was focused on researching formations.
Whenever he felt tired, the silver spice would ignite itself.
Not even a moment of rest.
Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan with increasingly satisfied eyes.
This kind of life continued for two years.
When the set reminder time arrived, Li Fan finally woke up from his studies.
Looking somewhat reluctant at the detailed formation map split into countless tiny images in front of him, Li Fan shifted his gaze to Zhang Zhiliang.
"Master Zhang, I have something to attend to and need to go out for a while," Li Fan explained.
Zhang Zhiliang nodded, "You've been studying continuously for so long; it's time to take a break."
After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing cube.
"This is temporarily loaned to you for protection, in case of any unexpected situations."
Observing the cube in his hand, Li Fan could see traces of dozens of superimposed formations.
Zhang Zhiliang continued, "This is the Formation Crown, formed by the superposition of over a hundred different formations."
"Among them, the most precious one is a teleportation formation."
"When encountering an opponent you can't match, you can use this teleportation formation to be transported to a random location one hundred thousand miles away."
"After studying with me for so long, you should know how to use this item. I won't go into details."
Li Fan understood the preciousness of this item because the formations within the Formation Crown were not one-time use.
After each activation, it could absorb surrounding spiritual energy on its own for recharging.
Once the recharging was complete, it could be used again.
Compared to formations that could only be used a few times and often got damaged, this item was much superior.
Zhang Zhiliang entrusting this item to Li Fan also indicated a certain level of trust in him.
Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Formation Hall.
This time, he naturally had to go out because the time for the appearance of the Canghai Pearl was approaching.
The Canghai Pearl was the Foundation Treasure that Li Fan had set for this life, and there could be no mistakes.
So, he left seclusion in advance to go to Flowing Cloud Island for observation.
Not in a hurry to set out, Li Fan inquired about significant events that had occurred in the past two years.
This way, he learned about the turmoil caused by Zhang Haobo.
"Indeed, a grand move. Remarkable bearing, truly remarkable!" Li Fan praised.
"Now, considering the situation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should already know that the incident of Crimson Flame will happen next."
"I wonder how they will respond to it."
