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第四百六十九章 何人斩仙途

At dawn, Ye Manor.

Little fatty Ye Feipeng was sound asleep, his lips slightly curled as if he had just dreamt of something particularly joyful. He didn't notice a shadow suddenly appear beside him.

The shadow gently waved its hand, causing Ye Feipeng's head to tilt and fall into a deep coma. Its right hand clutched a clawed fist over the boy’s head.

After a moment, the shadow slowly retracted its hand.

A dark red drop of thick blood appeared in his palm.

Ye Feipeng, who had been flushed with color, now looked pale and weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

The blood seemed to have a life of its own, wriggling in his palm, trying to escape the shadow's grasp. As the shadow’s fingers tightened, the space for the blood to struggle became smaller until it was completely absorbed into the shadow's body.

For a long time, the figure stood motionless under the night sky.

"Pop!"

Two grotesque bone wings suddenly burst through his back and extended outward.

Blood and flesh intertwined with the bones, making a sizzling sound as they grew along the bone spines. In an instant, the stark white bones were concealed by the thick flesh.

The wings became more robust, but under the moonlight, one could still see the writhing flesh at their edges, looking particularly eerie.

"Kunpeng bloodline..."

A low voice emerged from the shadow as he tore off his wings. There was no gush of blood; instead, the struggling flesh was driven out by a pure and vast vitality. In an instant, the figure had returned to its original state.

"A primordial great monster indeed has some tricks," he said with a slight smile as he looked at the still fluttering wings that continued to move even after being torn off.

This shadow was none other than Li Fan.

After arriving in Great Lí City, his first act was to extract some Kunpeng essence blood from Ye Feipeng's body. He stored most of it in a storage ring while absorbing a small portion with his own flesh. This power was more tyrannical than what he had previously sensed within the Beast Soul Pearl.

If the powers of those beasts were an infection or grafting, then this Kunpeng bloodline’s power was a complete assimilation and devourment.

"No wonder Ye Feipeng in my previous life became so much like a true monster in his actions, words, and even thoughts."

"This is the inevitable result of using the Kunpeng bloodline."

"But..."

Li Fan smiled. "I used the Art of Transformation Furnace to replicate it without such worries."

"Kunpeng Devouring, Peng Flying, Startling Peng Transformation..."

Whispering softly, Li Fan's figure twisted and changed in the night, transforming into a whale, then a pheasant, or even a human with bird wings.

After a long while, he returned to his original form.

"The Kunpeng essence blood I used for comprehension was too little. Currently, I can only mimic its appearance but cannot fully replicate its divine powers."

"However, that's okay. With this ready-made blood bank."

Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng and couldn't help smiling peacefully. He grabbed the little fatty and soared into the sky, vanishing in the night.

The next day, chaos erupted in Great Lí City. Children from prominent families like Su, Ye, and Han were mysteriously missing. The families searched the city thoroughly but found no trace of their children. Panic spread as rumors flew everywhere.

The affected families secretly gathered to discuss. They believed that only a rumored immortal or Emperor of Great Lí could have done this.

Clearly, immortals wouldn't do such sneaky things. So, the only possibility was the emperor's hand.

The powerful officials couldn't help but recall various rumors they had heard and began to harbor resentment in their hearts.

Thus, beneath the surface, a current of unrest flowed through the city.

Meanwhile, the instigator, Li Fan, had already left the Separation Realm.

Returning to the Xuanhuang Realm, he didn’t pause. He didn't head for any specific region but used the Immortal Desolation Passageway to return to his homeland, Great Xuan.

The Taiyin Boat sped through the air, with sixteen children huddled in fear and trembling in the cabin. Li Fan stood at the bow, gazing down.

Great Xuan was ten times larger than Separation Realm, a complete small world. Since Separation Realm could produce geniuses like Su Xiaomei and Xi Heng, it made no sense that Great Xuan couldn't have them too.

The first stop was Huai Guang City, the wealthiest in Great Xuan.

Li Fan's immense divine awareness swept over the ordinary people below as he searched for suitable candidates. Soon, he frowned deeply.

"Few can match my abilities. How many are better than me?"

He shook his head and sped up to the next city, but the results were still disappointing.

After nearly a fortnight, Li Fan had almost exhausted Great Xuan's population, finding few suitable candidates for cultivation.

"It seems I faced such difficulty on the path of immortality not by chance."

"Heaven, humanity..."

Leaping into the air, Li Fan closed his eyes and sensed the essence of the Xuanhuang Realm.

"Man is the spirit of all things, created from the heavens and earth."

"There are those favored by heaven who can sense it and cultivate along the path of dao."

"This was supposed to happen."

"Though the probability is extremely low, with Great Xuan's vast population, there should be many geniuses."

"But why..."

Li Fan thought about the裂界鲸群 that had been trying to separate the Xuanhuang Realm from the Xuanhuang World.

"Why does heaven show no favor? Who will sever the path of immortality?"

"Yet, why is Separation Realm so special?"

His doubts grew as he sighed and temporarily abandoned his original plans. He merely went to Jie Li Mountain nearby to take away the two unusually built boys he had met earlier.

He then left Great Xuan and returned to the cultivation world.

"I knew there were immortals in this world!" Sun Erlang was excited, pacing back and forth.

His sturdy companion Wang Xianbao looked anxious as he said, "Er郎, what do you think an immortal wants with us? When can we go home? I miss my family..."

"Be more ambitious! Without learning to soar through the clouds or split mountains, how can you be content going back!" Sun Erlang retorted.

Wang Xianbao opened his mouth but was interrupted by a shadow suddenly appearing beside them.

"Immortal!" Wang Xianbao knelt and bowed hurriedly.

"Immortal, please teach me cultivation!" Sun Erlang also fell to the ground in obeisance.

Li Fan glanced at both of them without replying. He led them into the cabin with sixteen children, all young boys who had been brought here by Li Fan. Many hadn't seen their families and were crying uncontrollably out of fear and helplessness.

"Keep them quiet; this is your first test."

"Do not strike anyone."

Li Fan told Sun Erlang before vanishing.

The martially gifted but now faced with a group of sniffling children, Sun Erlang was at a loss.

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