Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2254: Chapter 2289: He’s Still Alive

Zheng Gandang, Crimson Flame, Zhong Zhiyong, Zheng Tianren, and the others had devised a method to suppress the illusory figure. When he released the Phantom, they would disperse and try to lock onto the real body to suppress it.

Zheng Gandang had once locked onto Ding Fan’s real body, but as soon as he approached, the Evil Spirit released many more Phantoms, leaving Zheng Gandang vexed and helpless.

As long as Ding Fan’s body harbors True Yuan, his Shadowless Divine Skill can be released indefinitely.

The rich True Yuan in Ding Fan’s Dantian sustains him for months, even without training or absorption. Hence, unless the Zheng Family and Taiwang Palace send more formidable experts, they cannot prevent Ding Fan from escaping.

Thus, the chase ensued—desperation ahead and relentless pursuit behind—as an afternoon passed, and the sky soon darkened.

Ding Fan, accompanied by a dozen Divine Realm Sixth Level experts, traveled millions of miles. Three experts from Taiwang Palace arrived, bringing the number of Divine Realm Sixth Level experts behind him to fifteen.

"Send a message to the Patriarch, ask him to come!"

The Taiwang Palace expert, seeing Ding Fan transform into over sixty Phantoms and completely losing direction, frowned, knowing he couldn’t delay any longer; otherwise, no one could stop this young man and the coffin.

A nearby Taiwang Palace elder nodded, saying, "Lao Qi, go to the nearby city and send a message to the Patriarch; if he doesn’t come, the coffin will enter Evil Spirit Mountain."

The Taiwang Palace expert nodded, flying backward. Seeing his figure shoot out, Zheng Gandang’s expression changed. He gritted his teeth and said to Zheng Tianren, "You go send a message to the family too, let the Patriarch and Great Elder come over. If Ding Fan enters Evil Spirit Mountain, even the Heavenly God can’t save him."

"Where is Evil Spirit Mountain?" Crimson Flame asked coldly, glancing at Zheng Gandang. Zhong Zhiyong also looked over with concern.

Zheng Gandang sighed slightly and said to them, "North of the Central Plains, ranked third among deadly places. Those below Divine Realm Seventh Level have no return!"

An elder of the Zheng Family added, "This place was once a hideout for a fearsome expert, filled with all sorts of poisonous creatures and countless traps. These traps carry the prohibition of ancient Supreme Gods. It is extremely terrifying inside. If we enter, there’s no doubt we will die. Even our family Patriarch and the Taiwang Palace’s Master dare not venture deep. The Hall Master of the Spirit Dragon Hall once entered but said nothing upon exiting. No one from the Spirit Dragon Hall has entered since.

"Hmm..."

Crimson Flame and Zhong Zhiyong’s expressions changed. They continued chasing silently, Crimson Flame’s face beneath the Ghost Mask, eyes cold to the extreme. If one could see his face, it would undoubtedly be grim.

In truth, they realized Ding Fan was no longer their young master.

Ding Fan couldn’t have such astonishing abilities. Though they couldn’t comprehend, they were powerless. Crimson Flame repeatedly tried to suppress Ding Fan with force, but all suppression efforts met only with illusions; the real Ding Fan remained elusive.

Once more ensnared by Ding Fan’s Phantoms during pursuit, Crimson Flame and Zhong Zhiyong resigned to the situation. Now, they could only hope for the Zheng Family’s Patriarch or Great Elder to arrive. They were of the Divine Realm Seventh Level; the Zheng Family had only two Divine Realm Seventh Level experts, which is why they hadn’t been elevated to the Seventh Level Family.

Time ticked by, night deepened, the temperature plummeted, cold winds blew, scattering the fallen leaves. A group of Divine Realm Sixth Level experts scoured in search of the lost Ding Fan.

"Boom!"

Another signal flare lit up in the east. But the group’s hearts were numbed; even if they found Ding Fan, what then? They could only trail behind him, ensuring not to lose sight of him.

"Why aren’t they here yet?"

Zheng Gandang’s anxiety grew. Approaching Evil Spirit Mountain, if the Zheng Family’s Patriarch or Great Elder didn’t arrive, all would be lost.

"That’s right!"

Something dawned on Zheng Gandang, and he said, "We should send some people to intercept towards Evil Spirit Mountain. As long as Young Master Ding doesn’t enter Evil Spirit Mountain, he will be safe until our Patriarch or Great Elder arrives."

"Right! Let’s do that!"

The Zheng Family elders nodded. Zheng Gandang dispatched five Divine Realm Sixth Level experts eastward to block Ding Fan before Evil Spirit Mountain.

Crimson Flame pondered for a moment, saying, "I’ll go too. If the young master comes this way, I can suppress him."

Crimson Flame followed, flying directly east. They weren’t far from Evil Spirit Mountain—barely an hour past—they arrived atop a towering mountain.

The mountain, like a giant beast, rested in the wilderness enveloped in black and purple mist and darkness. Just a glance sufficed to perceive the danger and horror within.

Crimson Flame tensely awaited, hoping Ding Fan wouldn’t pass through but also wishing he would, to suppress him.

"Whoosh~"

Half an hour later, a figure emerged from the west, a giant coffin vaguely appearing, indicating Ding Fan had indeed come their way.

"Quickly, prepare for suppression!"

Crimson Flame activated True Yuan, and the other four Divine Realm Sixth Level experts grew equally tense, releasing their Divine Soldier Pellets one by one. Weapons and magic weapons were drawn, aiming to prevent Ding Fan’s entry into Evil Spirit Mountain or to block Ding Fanli.

With Ding Fan drawing rapidly closer, visible now to all!

Everyone could see it was Ding Fan, hair disheveled, eyes blood-red, his face fierce like a lone, desperate wolf, fleeing enemy pursuit.

"Do it!"

Crimson Flame shouted, flew out, and immediately released True Yuan; the other four Sixth Level Experts in the Divine Realm also sprang into action.

At this moment, Ding Fan’s face showed a mocking expression, and he jumped onto the huge coffin. The blue light of the giant coffin flashed and suddenly disappeared from its original spot, as if it had evaporated into thin air.

"Boom..."

Everyone’s attacks landed on the empty ground, and Ding Fan along with the giant coffin disappeared without enduring any attack.

When the people opened their eyes and looked around to release their Divine Sense for search, a ray of light suddenly flashed from Evil Spirit Mountain, a huge coffin appeared, then swiftly rushed into the black and purple fog of Evil Spirit Mountain, disappearing without a trace.

"Young Master—"

Crimson Flame looked up to the heaven, roaring, his roar filled with self-blame, guilt, and pain, echoing in the dark and silent night for a long time.

When Ding Fan entered Evil Spirit Mountain, it was as if Crimson Flame had lost his soul, his body descending from mid-air.

He stood on the ground in despair, looking at the enormous peaks rolling in the purple and black mist, eyes full of pain.

Several experts from the Zheng Family descended and stood side by side with Crimson Flame. One expert patted Crimson Flame’s shoulder, comforting him, "Brother, you don’t have to be so sad. Your young master has a face that doesn’t easily meet an untimely end, he will surely come out safely..."

As he continued, the elder of the Zheng Family himself didn’t believe it, his voice lowered a little. The other three let out slight sighs. Needless to say, even Ding Fan was only in the Third Level of the Divine Realm, if they entered Evil Spirit Mountain, they would surely die inside; moreover, Ding Fan being in only the Third Level Realm.

Crimson Flame stood in sorrow, not hearing what the elder of the Zheng Family said at all. After standing for a while, the Divine Soldier Pellet on his body suddenly flashed, and then he jumped and rushed toward the terrifying Evil Spirit Mountain.

"Are you crazy? Come back!"

An elderly elder of the Zheng Family, sensing Crimson Flame’s action, immediately reached for his body, shouting angrily, but Crimson Flame flew too suddenly, the Zheng Family elder couldn’t catch him at all. Crimson Flame turned into a meteor and rushed into the black fog of Evil Spirit Mountain, quickly disappearing into it.

"This is bad!"

The four elders of the Zheng Family looked at each other in shock. Was Crimson Flame following him in to become buried together? He called Ding Fan "Young Master"? This showed he was Ding Fan’s servant; how deep must be the bond between master and servant for the servant to chase in and die disregarding everything?

"Whish~"

When the crowd was shocked, a sudden sound of breaking through the air came from behind, the four of them glanced at each other, faces showing embarrassment.

The four stood in awe, waiting for the crowd to cross the open space to come by their side, they bowed and said, "Greetings to the Patriarch, we are guilty, please punish us!"

The Patriarch of the Zheng Family arrived, a elder with a bronzed complexion, strong as a tiger. Zheng Tianren and Zhong Zhiyong followed behind him; upon hearing the four’s words, everyone’s faces changed.

The Patriarch of the Zheng Family, with deep and bright eyes, glanced at Evil Spirit Mountain wrapped in black fog, and coldly asked, "How long has it been since they went in?"

An elder replied, "Young Master Ding has been in for a while. One of his men also followed in, we tried to stop him but couldn’t..."

"Crimson Flame went in too?"

Zhong Zhiyong’s expression changed, eyes flickering for half a moment but lacking the courage to follow. If Ding Fan ordered him in, he would naturally have to comply; if asked to go willingly, he didn’t have the courage to do so.

The Patriarch of the Zheng Family looked at Evil Spirit Mountain for a long time before waving his hand, "Let’s go back. Once inside Evil Spirit Mountain, even I have no way out."

People like Zheng Gandang nodded heavily, even if Zheng Tianren went in, he probably wouldn’t survive. Once Ding Fan went in, it was like throwing meat buns to a dog; the chance of survival was nearly nonexistent.

The Patriarch of the Zheng Family flew away first, taking several Sixth Level Experts from the Divine Realm. Zheng Gandang and Zheng Tianren stayed behind; Zheng Tianren stood next to Zhong Zhiyong, worried that he might also rush in.

"Alas... Tianren, you stay and arrange the aftermath." Zheng Gandang sighed and then took all the Zheng Family experts away, leaving only Zheng Tianren with Zhong Zhiyong.

"Whish~"

Soon after, a group of Sixth Level Experts from the Divine Realm flew over; the experts from Taiwang Palace arrived. However, probably on the way here, they met others, glanced over, and then all returned.

Once inside Evil Spirit Mountain, it’s a dead end; no one can save Ding Fan. The treasure within the ancient coffin will forever be buried in Evil Spirit Mountain; the Patriarch of the Zheng Family and the Palace Master of Taiwang Palace wouldn’t risk it for some treasure, it’s far too unworthy.

Only when everyone including Zheng Tianren left did he look at Zhong Zhiyong and said, "Brother Zhong, you shouldn’t be too sad. This might just be Young Master Ding’s fate. Alas... What explanation do I give the Sirius Clan?"

Zheng Tianren now felt bewildered; Ding Fan died here, although it has little to do with Zheng Family, if the Sirius Clan demands an explanation, he might have to sacrifice himself for it.

"No..."

Zhong Zhiyong shook his head gently and said, "The young master is still alive, I believe he is still alive. Since he has been in there for so long without dying, he might still survive."

"Is he not dead yet?"

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