Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2252: Chapter 287: Deception

Zheng Tianren and the other two chased close, and Zheng Tianren shouted at the warriors of the Zheng family: "Where did you run off to?"

"We don’t know..."

The people below were very confused, one of them explained: "Young Master suddenly split into over ten figures, fleeing in all directions, we don’t know which way he went..."

"Everyone spread out and chase!"

This time, Crimson Flame and the others dared not delay any longer. Instead of chasing in the direction from which they came, they coincidentally had three people, just right to head in three directions.

Crimson Flame chased south, Zhong Zhiyong rushed west, and Zheng Tianren unhesitatingly dashed north. The three thought, even if Ding Fan under full effort fled, they could swiftly catch up to him.

But things were just that bizarre!

The three chased several thousand miles each but found no clues, nor were there any injured scouts on the road. They all thought they might have gone the wrong direction, then returned one by one to chase another direction.

Two hours later, the three met in a Fucheng since they hadn’t caught up to Ding Fan within those two hours. They must have lost track of Ding Fan, deciding to return to the city to gather information.

It wasn’t just the three of them!

The Great Elder of the Zheng family brought over ten Sixth Level Divine Realm experts, yet none of them found anything; Ding Fan seemed to have evaporated again.

This was too strange, even the elders of the Zheng family couldn’t figure it out, let alone those below them.

In all these years, the Central Plains never heard of such an odd occurrence, but some suspected whether there was anything evil inside that enormous coffin? Otherwise, how could they elude so many people’s search and evaporate without reason?

Dawn had broken, the matter had spread at a frightening speed to city tribes thousands of miles away, becoming increasingly mysterious and terrifying.

Some people even started spreading about a teenage boy pulling a coffin out from the Northern Wastelands. He emerged from hell, as a demon, intending to demonize all the people of the Central Plains, turning it into a paradise for evil spirits...

The Zheng family had no choice but to continue relaying to their affiliated forces, all family warriors on the vast lands controlled by the Zheng family were searching for Ding Fan.

The whole morning, there was no news. Crimson Flame, Zhong Zhiyong, and Zheng Tianren all teleported back to Han City, waiting in the city for any news. Once news arrived, they could immediately teleport to where it was.

Millions of samurai poured out of the city, searching the mountains and fields. Many warriors carried signal flares, holding alert talismans. Once they found the ancient coffin and Ding Fan, they would immediately send a message.

The head of the Zheng family issued an order, this matter must not be spread, nor let outside major families and forces know. Otherwise, if it piqued other families and forces’ curiosity and sent experts beyond the Sixth Level Divine Realm, the situation would become even more chaotic.

The experts from Taiwang Palace retreated, having done nothing directly returning to their territory, since this was the Zheng family’s sphere of influence. Since they couldn’t seize the coffin first, those from Taiwang Palace likely knew there was no chance.

The whole morning, the elders of the Zheng family, Crimson Flame, and Zhong Zhiyong spent their time in anxious, restless suspense. No news came, each was ill at ease, troubled every minute and second.

Finally afternoon came!

Finally some news arrived, yet it left numerous elders of the Zheng family dumbfounded, for the news that came was, Ding Fan appeared in Yucheng carrying an ancient coffin.

Crimson Flame saw Zheng Tianren’s face turn grim, his eyes flashing coldly, then asked: "Where is Yucheng located?"

"In the southwest!"

Zheng Tianren’s eyes were filled with astonishment, and he said unbelievably: "Going further from there, is no longer within our Zheng family’s sphere of influence. That is Taiwang Palace’s sphere, Yucheng is nearly a hundred million miles away from Han City. If we are to get there, we’d have to run at full speed for half a day. How did Young Master Ding get there? Without being noticed by anyone along the way? This matter is simply too bizarre."

"Within Taiwang Palace’s sphere of influence?"

Zhong Zhiyong and Crimson Flame immediately flew out; the two simultaneously rushed into the teleportation array.

On Zheng family’s territory, no one would attack Ding Fan, but entering Taiwang Palace’s territory, Ding Fan’s life or death would be worrying!

In the wilderness southwest of Yucheng, Ding Fan kept running while dragging the coffin, his situation looking worse than before.

At that moment, his hair was loose and disheveled, his robe was ragged, many parts of his skin were grazed, and blood was oozing out.

His face looked very haggard, his eyes were red like two evil moons, at that moment he gasped like a mad dog.

Sometimes his consciousness was clear, sometimes chaotic. If not for his inner will’s strong power, he would have fallen completely asleep long ago.

He harbored a rage in his heart, a sense of defiance and refusal to succumb. His body couldn’t be possessed by an evil spirit, he couldn’t become a walking monster, he couldn’t become a demon.

For the past two days, he had been battling the evil spirit’s soul, his soul also flickered green and white, meanly he and that evil spirit were vying for control over his body.

As for why he was able to stealthily come to Yucheng from Han City, it had nothing to do with him; it was the ability of the Evil Spirit.

The Demon controlled the giant coffin, opened the transparent prohibition, and flew from mid-air, avoiding the cities along the road, so ordinary scout cavalry naturally wouldn’t notice them.

The Evil Spirit was very clever; he probably knew that there were too many strong experts on the other side of Han City. If he stayed there, he couldn’t escape, so he spent a lot of energy controlling the giant coffin to escape from that side.

It was precisely because the Evil Spirit needed to focus on escaping that Ding Fan could still maintain a clear soul at this time. If the Evil Spirit had been continuously attacking his soul during this period, he would be dead by now.

According to Ding Fan’s speculation, this Demon controlling the giant coffin to fly in such a manner must be very energy-consuming; otherwise, the Evil Spirit would keep flying like this. At this moment, controlling his own body is to rest and restore energy.

Thinking of this, Ding Fan felt a little invigorated, as the Evil Spirit was consuming massive energy. So he had a chance to break free from the Evil Spirit’s control and an opportunity to save himself and hope to survive.

His body was being controlled by the Evil Spirit to flee with the coffin. The Evil Spirit’s methods were very powerful, every second he could traverse a mile, running in the mountains and wilderness to avoid clashing with the pursuing experts.

Ding Fan could sense the external environment but couldn’t control his body. Now he was floating outside his body like a ghost. He could only see, think, but couldn’t do anything.

"I must find a way to save myself!"

In his mind, Ding Fan was thinking of ways. After a while, he found there were only two methods. The first method was to fight the Evil Spirit for control of the soul, so the Evil Spirit couldn’t fully grasp it, waiting for Crimson Flame Zhong Zhiyong and others to save him. The second was to think of ways to control his own body, disrupt the Evil Spirit’s actions so he couldn’t escape, and wait for Crimson Flame and others to arrive, naturally finding ways to save him.

He only had Third Level Divine Realm strength; his power and soul were too weak to deal with the Demon alone.

After much consideration, Ding Fan began trying to find a way to control his own body. His divine sense sank into the body, desperately issuing commands to his hands and feet, trying to make his body act according to his thoughts.

"Thud~"

After repeated attempts, repeated struggles, and repeated forceful control, Ding Fan’s legs finally trembled slightly. As he ran forward, his body suddenly hit the ground, and the ancient coffin behind him slammed forward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But he quickly got up and continued running forward. Ding Fan found he couldn’t affect any part of the body again.

However, having succeeded once, Ding Fan was greatly encouraged, continuing to influence his body; the speed must slow down so that Zhong Zhiyong, Crimson Flame, and Zheng Tianren can catch up.

"Thud~"

After walking tens of miles towards the front again, Ding Fan hit the ground, then continued to get up and escape. At this time, an ancient voice suddenly echoed in his soul: "Boy, do you want to die? Do you believe that I will corrode your body into blood water?"

"Huh?"

Ding Fan’s soul was shook, the old Demon finally spoke and directly transmitted into his soul. He wasn’t afraid, but rather, became more excited. The old Demon transmitting in meant he was scared? Scared of causing trouble and being caught?

"Hahaha!"

He laughed inwardly, muttering under his breath, "Old Demon, destroy, destroy my body. Young Master of your family would rather be destroyed than have his body snatched by you."

The old Demon was currently occupying a part of his soul, knowing what he was thinking.

Sure enough, soon, the ancient voice echoed from his soul: "Foolish boy! Why would I want your body? I am merely borrowing your body to escape. You obey, and once I’ve escaped to a safe place and restored vitality, I’ll let you go and give you the treasure inside the coffin."

If Ding Fan were just an ordinary sixteen-year-old boy, he might’ve believed the old Demon’s words. But Ding Fan had experienced many things, his mindset exceeding his peers’. How credible were the Demon’s words? This Demon in Night Wolf Emperor’s mausoleum also aimed to seize Zhong Wugu’s body, didn’t he?

He coldly replied, "Are you deceiving a three-year-old child? If you just want to escape, it’s easy. The ones chasing you are my people; if you let me go, I won’t let them chase you anymore. How about that?"

The old Demon replied, "Why should I believe you? If I let you free, you’ll bring people to hunt me down!"

Ding Fan replied, "Then why should I trust you?"

Next, the words of the Demon made Ding Fan’s soul tremble, the Demon said, "Because I am... Night Wolf Emperor, do you think I would deceive a child like you? You’ve also been to Night Wolf Emperor’s Tomb, you should know my matters, right? I always keep my word, never speaking lies."

"Night Wolf Emperor!"

Ding Fan was truly frightened; this one was a Seventh Level Divine Realm expert. A thousand years ago, he unified the entire Northern Wastelands. As the former overlord of the Northern Wastelands, he shouldn’t deceive others, right?

The Night Wolf Emperor died a thousand years ago, did he know the secret method of preserving his soul? The Demon knew how to control this giant coffin, and moreover, this coffin had been sealed in Night Wolf Emperor’s tomb. Generally, experts couldn’t enter at all. It can be said... this Demon is likely Night Wolf Emperor’s ghost.

"No"

After a moment, Ding Fan suddenly realized, if the Demon is Night Wolf Emperor’s ghost, how do you explain the divine weapon lodged in Night Wolf Emperor’s coffin? Night Wolf Emperor was a great emperor, why does he refer to himself as ’I’ but not ’We Emperor’?

The most crucial point is, Night Wolf Emperor is someone from Northern Wastelands. His coffin flew out of the great emperor’s tomb, Night Wolf Emperor would surely lurk in Northern Wastelands, trying to rejuvenate, or trying to revive. In short... he wouldn’t dare come to Central Plains, now that he’s just entered Central Plains, he’s been discovered.

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