Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 187's. The Death of Yan Xun
A few days later, the light emanating from the Dragon Pearl soared high and flew directly into the middle of Zhang En's brows. At that moment, the tsunami of true dragon essence that had been held back for hundreds of centuries erupted and flowed into every part of Zhang En's veins and meridians, spilling into his Qi Sea, even into his dantian.
Seven days later, a huge explosion rang out, Zhang En's body choking as well as blood and pieces of flesh raining down on the Temple of the God Mountain. A few seconds before his body exploded, a black and blue dragon flew out from his body, roaring into the sky, bound with the Dragon Pearl. Golden circles of light continued to rustle out from the Dragon Pearls, filling the Temple of the God Mountain and the entire Golden God Mountain.
Even though Zhang En's body exploded, his soul still remained intact. He felt as if he was in a sea of gold, floating aimlessly.
One month, two months, one year passed!
Zhang En's pieces of flesh and blood gradually gathered together, albeit gradually.
Inside the God Mountain Temple, the parts of Zhang En's previously exploding body continued to unite, finally returning intact to form a new body. A faint golden light shone from his body, similar to the golden halo emitted by the Dragon Pearl.
When Zhang En's body finished fusing together, the Dragon Pearl once again flew into his body between his eyebrows. The true dragon essence once again spread to every inch of Zhang En's body. However, this time around, all of the true dragon essence was instantly absorbed by Zhang En, refined, becoming a part of him.
Zhang En's body floated in midair. A black and blue dragon martial spirit floated above him, absorbing the true dragon essence that lingered in the God Mountain Temple. In the past two years, the black and blue dragons had grown to two hundred meters, their body thickness was more than twice that of before.
Half a year passed by in the same way, as he approached the third year of his closed-door practice, Zhang En opened his eyes. An incredible momentum gushed out from his entire being at that moment.
With Zhang Eng's body as its center, a terrifying surge of energy swept out similar to a primordial divine dragon rising from its long slumber.
Slowly floating on the floor, Zhang En saw his new hands and body being rebuilt by the Dragon Pearl and the true dragon essence, a body that had no flaws. His current body was much more perfect than before, comparable to the physique of the ancient Dragon Emperor.
His body was currently reshaped by the Dragon Pearl and the true dragon essence, so his strength and defense far exceeded his old body many times over. Zhang En felt that even an average god-level weapon could not inflict damage on him.
Even so, that's not the most important thing. Zhang En discovered that he had actually broken through to the peak of the Peak God Hermit Realm. The true dragon essence within the Dragon Pearl actually helped him to break through to the peak of the Late Peak God Hermit Realm.
He looked at the new golden symbol between his eyebrows, this golden symbol might appear as it absorbed the Dragon Pearl.
During the ancient era, some powerful ancient Gods would have a mysterious mark on their foreheads when their strength reached a certain power.
Sensing the powerful energy in his body, Zhang En gradually calmed down. Taking out the blue robe from his spatial ring and changing the robe he had on his body, after getting dressed, he walked out of the God Mountain Temple.
He then immediately exited the Tiger Valley and immediately returned to the Red Dragon Sect.
It had been so long since he had practiced closed lice practices, Chairman Xin and everyone in his Sect, might have been anxious by now.
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Almost a month later, due to his increased flying speed, Zhang En finally arrived at the Red Dragon Sect.
"This. Zhang En's aura!" The moment Zhang En appeared, Chairman Xin Long and Elder Chao Pao were the first to detect his presence, exclaiming in excitement.
Within a few seconds after the voices of the two of them sounded, a silhouette moved, they were the Sect Elders who were in the vicinity.
“It turns out you've been out of closed-door cultivation!” Elder Chao Pao walked over while smiling in happiness.
Zhang En smiled at Elder Chao nodded. Then he turned his head towards Chairman Xin Long, "How long have I been doing closed-door cultivation?"
“It's been almost three years.” Chairman Xin Long replied.
"Three years?" Zhang En nodded, three years is not too long.
"where do you want to go after this?" After hearing his son's explanation, Su Yan asked.
Zhang En nodded "I'll go to the Star Cloud Continent first before the Wind Eye Continent."
After they talked for some time, ten days passed quickly.
Zhang En departed from the Red Dragon Sect. On this trip, only Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu accompanied him.
Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu, the guards of the Red Dragon Sect who were requested by Chairman Xin Long, accompanied Zhang En on his journey this time, while Feng Yang stayed for a while in the Red Dragon Sect to replace Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu keeping the Red Dragon Sect in the shadows.
Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu were hidden experts of the Red Dragon Sect who were assigned by the first Sect Chief to guard his Sect from the shadows. Their origin was unknown but since Zhang En was the Young Master of the Red Dragon Sect's successor, it was their duty to accept Chairman Xin Long's offer.
“Young Master, are we going to head to the Bibtang Cloud Continent soon?” Zhang Fu asked.
Zhang En wore a flat expression, "We pay a visit to Xinyu City first!"
Yan Xun was his best friend from childhood, therefore, Zhang En wanted to go to Xinyu City.
A sharp light shone on Zhang En's pupils and he flew from the top where they stopped with Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu following him from behind.
A few days later, Zhang En, Zhao Shu, and Zhang Fu passed through the borders of Xinyu City. From there, the three flew straight into the City and arrived a few hours later. Xinyu City was busy as usual with people going back and forth along the way.
Strolling along the streets of the City, Zhang En sighed as he watched ordinary people go about their days. The city was still the same, but the familiar face was not among these people.
Unknowingly, Zhang En's feet led him to the Delicious Restaurant he had once been to. After the building was destroyed during the battle between Zhang En and Ao Baixue, the Delicious Restaurant had already been rebuilt and its signage still looked new.
The smell of Snow Moon Wine was smelled from afar. Zhang En, his good brother, Yan Xun, was very fond of this Delicious Snow Wind Wine Restaurant.
The last time he was here, saving Yan Xun from punishment, then drinking with his here, the scene was still fresh in his mind.
Raising one leg, Zhang En walked into the restaurant. Since he was already here, he was in no hurry to act.
Just as Zhang En's group walked into the place, they met the boss of the restaurant. Looking at Zhang En, the restaurant boss's face paled, "Zhang, young master Zhang En!" Quickly delivering Zhang En to the first floor, whispering in a barely audible voice, “ Young Master Zhang, the current Xinyu City has issued an arrest warrant with a huge reward for your arrest. I heard that the Xinyu City Palace is filled with experts of the Elders of the Black Crow Sect, all of whom are waiting for your appearance!"
Zhang En exchanged glances with Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu, and then turned towards the restaurant boss with a faint smile, “Great reward for my arrest? I wonder, how much does my head cost?"
The boss of the restaurant said, "Whoever sees you, as long as they tell you of your whereabouts, they can obtain a hundred million gold coins, ten thousand Fifth Grade Spirit Pills and be appointed as an official noble!"
Zhang En laughed, "It turns out my head is precious?"
The boss of the restaurant became even more anxious to see Zhang En's indifferent attitude who still wanted to laugh, “Young Nobles Zhang, in my opinion, Young Master should leave City immediately. Although you are very strong, this time the Black Crow Sect.
Zhang En shook his head, interrupting the words of the restaurant boss, “How much Snow Moon Wine is left? Bring me everything, and prepare a table with good dishes. " Saying this, Zhang En turned around and walked to the corner table with Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu.
The restaurant boss shook his head, sighing at Zhang En's response. He could only prepare Zhang En's order.
After sitting down, Zhang En looked around him. Today, the first floor of the restaurant was rather empty, only three to four tables were filled, with only about a dozen customers.
At this point, Zhang En had accidentally heard the discussion going on at one of the tables.
“I heard the city palace received a bodyguard and opened the registration today, as long as you are a celestial swordsman and above, you are qualified. How about we go and try together?”
“Forget it, even though the benefits of being a palace guard are good, I still want to live a few more years.”
“Talking about it, Young Master Yan Xun died horribly, he was hanged at the gate of the Palace City under the scorching sun for three days and three nights, then beaten to a pulp by the men, doused with salt water, his bones broken and his veins skinned. . Only after half a month of torture did he exhale his last breath!"
“Young Master Yan Xun did die unnaturally, but those people from the Black Crow Sect were too ruthless. Even if if they wanted to lure the Young Master of the City King Palace away long ago, he didn't foam up doing anything with what they already did!"
The two men shook their heads.
The gazes in Zhang En's eyes turned cold, a terrifying killing aura pressure burst out from his body, forming the skull of the king of hell, hovering around him, giving a cold feeling to the bones of every one in that place.
Hit, doused with salt water! His bones were broken, his veins were pulled and he was hung at the city gate under the hot sun for three days and three nights.
The killing intent in Zhang En's heart exploded wildly and terrifyingly. He could imagine the inhuman pain Yan Xun had to endure from being tortured by the scum of the Black Crow Sect before dying.
Deep regret filled Zhang En's heart, if he brought Yan Xun to the Ming Imperial City at that time, he wouldn't die from torture until the end of his life.
"Buddy, I'll slaughter them soon to avenge your death!" Zhang En said softly. She blamed herself at this moment as tears welled up on the edge of her eyes.
Sensing the terrifying killing intent surging from Zhang En's body, everyone on the first floor was startled, turning towards the source of the aura.
“Dia... look like Young Genius Zhang En?!”
“Looks like it was him, a few years ago, he saved Young Master Yan Xun from punishment, I caught a glimpse of him from afar!”
The two people among the restaurant patrons were shocked when they saw Zhang En's face.
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