Chapter 107: Wan Kuzhang of Yehua Temple

"Relax, Qin Jun, I'll soon break through to the Earth Immortal realm, and then we won't have to worry anymore!" Xiao Li boasted, glancing at Daji with a smirk, which made Daji's mouth twitch.

The others were surprised. Although they didn't understand what the Earth Immortal realm was, they were certain it surpassed the Void Transformation realm!

"The bloodline mark requires at least the Earth Immortal realm. The opponent might have even higher cultivation, and he's also an elder of the Black Night Pavilion. He might even make the entire Black Night Pavilion our enemy," suddenly spoke the Hound, startling Ye Xuan and the others.

This seemingly ordinary black dog could actually speak!

As an elder of a power, he must have great authority. Coupled with the fact that the Black Night Pavilion was the largest assassin organization in the Southern Domain, if they mobilized all their assassins to attack Qin Jun, it would be an unstoppable force.

But Qin Jun didn't care at all. He waved his hand and said, "When the enemy comes, we'll meet them head-on. If I don't kill him, I'll still offend the Black Night Pavilion, so it's better that he dies."

Upon careful consideration, it was indeed the case.

So what if it's the Earth Immortal realm?

The Hound was already at the Earth Immortal realm!

And Qin Jun also had the Heavenly Immortal realm's Tai Bai Jin Xing as his trump card. He had nothing to fear!

He was ready to confront the Black Night Pavilion head-on!

With this mindset, Qin Jun strolled up to the group of black-armored warriors, fired his gun consecutively, ending their lives, and gained over ten thousand experience points. After some more cultivation, he would be able to break through to the third level of the Golden Core realm.

"How can this black dog speak?"

"I heard that when a demonic beast reaches a certain level of cultivation, it can speak. Didn't you notice how respectful the Cyan Emperor Wolf is towards that black dog?"

"Could it also be a third-rank demonic beast?"

"It's possible!"

Ye Xuan, Yang Lan, Zong Yan, and Murong Xuan began discussing the Hound, and Zhu Yanqing also stared at the Hound curiously.

So far, including Qin Jun, no one had seen the Hound make a move.

The first divine beast of the Western Journey had not even had the chance to make a move. It was truly pitiful!

Back at the carriage, Qin Jun smiled and said, "Let's continue on our way. Don't worry about the Black Night Pavilion. We need to hurry to the Southern Zhuo Empire. The Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Tournament will begin its assessment of participants in a few days."

Fortunately, the assessment for the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Tournament lasted for a month, or else they would miss it.

"Let's continue our journey!"

The captain of the guards hurriedly shouted, and Qin Jun led Daji and Xiao Li back to the carriage. As they passed by the carriage where Tai Bai Jin Xing was, Tai Bai Jin Xing's voice entered his ears, "The Lord of the Black Night Pavilion might not even be confident in defeating me."

Qin Jun almost stumbled.

Big brother!

You love to boast, so why are you putting pressure on me now?

Qin Jun transmitted his voice back, "The Lord of the Black Night Pavilion wouldn't come all this way just to kill me for the son of an elder."

Unless he's really that bored!

Inside the carriage, Tai Bai Jin Xing shook his head and smiled. It seemed that he still couldn't scare this little guy.

The group continued on their way. Once back in the carriage, Qin Jun sat down to cultivate. Xiao Li and Daji didn't disturb him, as they understood that although Qin Jun seemed calm on the surface, he was under a lot of pressure and needed to make the most of his time to cultivate.

...

In the distant mountains, far from the Azure Blue Kingdom, there stood a barren peak among the mountains. At the summit, there was a palace, and the sky was dark, covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning crackling, and the black clouds seemed to press down on the mountain, as if it were about to collapse.

Deep within the palace, a black-robed old man was cultivating. His hands were placed on his legs, and a black energy was pulsating in his palms, eerie and sinister.

At that moment, a beam of light shot into the palace, startling the old man, who opened his eyes. His pupils were blood-red, and with his bark-like face, he looked like a demon.

"My son's bloodline mark!"

The black-robed old man's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed the light and slapped it onto his forehead, then closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, the black-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, causing everything in the palace to tremble.

"The brat dared to kill my son. I will kill everyone related to him!"

The black-robed old man gritted his teeth and spoke with an unimaginable rage in his calm voice.

"Evil Dragon! Come out!"

As soon as he spoke, a black figure emerged from a dark corner of the palace. He seemed like a shadow, and his attire and face couldn't be seen clearly, but his body outline and sinister eyes were visible.

"Master, what are your orders!"

"My son, An Xiao, has been killed!" the black-robed old man said calmly, but his calmness contained an unimaginable fury.

"What, how could An Xiao, the young master of the Dark Owl, be killed? Wasn't he on a mission in the Qianyue Kingdom?" the Evil Dragon exclaimed in disbelief.

"The Qianyue Kingdom's strongest is only at the Mortal Transformation realm. Could it be the work of another power?"

An Xiao was the black-robed old man's favorite son, and if he was killed, the black-robed old man would definitely not let it go.

"The opponent is a Void Transformation cultivator, so I need you to take action," the black-robed old man said coldly. Based on the bloodline mark, he had captured the last image, and he could tell that Fahai possessed the cultivation of the Void Transformation realm.

Void Transformation!

The Evil Dragon's pupils contracted, but he didn't refuse and didn't dare to refuse.

"Also, the opponent has a follower, a monk who uses the Thousand Withering Palm. Go investigate the Yehua Temple, and I will have his face sketched out for you," the black-robed old man said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

...

As night fell, unaware that the elder of the Black Night Pavilion had already taken action, Qin Jun was seeking guidance from Fahai.

"Venerable monk, can you teach me the palm strike you used this afternoon?" Qin Jun rubbed his hands and grinned, and Ye Xuan and the others sitting around another campfire also perked up their ears.

Beside him, Qin Yun's eyes also lit up. The palm strike from Fa Hai in the afternoon was truly earth-shattering, and it still lingered vividly in their minds.

"This is the Wanku Palm, it is the unique skill of our Yehua Temple and cannot be passed on to outsiders," Fa Hai shook his head and smiled, directly refusing Qin Jun.

The Wanku Palm!

It seemed that Fa Hai had learned a new skill in this world, no wonder it was not listed in the attributes.

But Qin Jun still itched to learn the Wanku Palm. It was truly domineering, capable of crushing mountains and splitting rocks, making it difficult for people to evade. Although not fancy, its destructive power was terrifying.

"Hmph! If he won't teach you, I will! Qin Jun, I'll teach you!" Xiao Li was not happy, she pouted while holding onto Qin Jun's arm. This girl seemed to stick to Qin Jun like a plaster, causing him both pain and joy.

The pain was that with Daji around, he couldn't pick Xiao Li.

"What can you teach me? You are a member of the Dragon Clan!" Qin Jun waved his hand, as Daji was restricted by her race and couldn't teach him any skills.

"I can! I can teach you the Body Tempering Technique, making your physical body as strong as that of the Dragon Clan!" Xiao Li said somewhat excitedly, her face turning red as if Qin Jun had insulted her.

Body Tempering Technique?

As strong as the Dragon Clan's physical body?

Qin Jun's eyes lit up instantly, and so did Qin Yun's beside him and the five others not far away, including Ye Xuan.