He Xianghong's current state is still in the middle stage of Kaiyuan state. Even with the help of the bone-strengthening pill given by Zhang Yan, he can't rise in just two days. It takes a lot of time to strengthen his muscles and bones and lay a solid foundation. It will take at least until the middle of next year to reach the late stage of Kaiyuan Realm at the earliest. So overall it's still pretty weak.
But even if He Xianghong is weak, it is only for Zhang Yan. Looking at Langyuan City, he is already considered a small master in the middle stage of Kaiyuan Realm. Even in the military, you can have more than a dozen people as team leaders or even corps leaders.
Moreover, although warriors are not as spiritual as monks, they can still distinguish between superior and inferior when facing powerful enemies. Especially for the opponent's aura, I still have the basic ability to judge.
He claimed to be Zhang Yan's junior brother, but the aura on his body was cold, and he could even make He Xianghong unable to move just by suppressing the aura. Putting these pieces of information together, the first thing Zhang Yan thought of was that the person coming was extremely powerful. At least Duanshan realm warriors are not capable of controlling mid-Kaiyuan realm warriors like He Xianghong just by relying on aura suppression. Even Duanshan realm warriors cannot control ordinary people with their breath. Zhang Yan's cultivation level of returning to the divine realm cannot be achieved, and he needs to rely on some soul-related magic methods.
Therefore, from He Xianghong's words, Zhang Yan could also know that the person coming was a person with extremely powerful soul strength and soul skills.
Do warriors have the means to do this? At least Zhang Yan has never heard of it. But there is one group that is best at dealing with souls.
Ghost!
Zhang Yan's first judgment was that the person coming was an extremely powerful ghost. It is very likely that he is the same great sage king as the Yonghe sage king!
After entering the room, it took Zhang Yan a full five or six breaths before his perception finally captured a soul that was obviously extremely large, but had been inexplicably lost to the target of his exploration before. Why do I say "soul"? Because the reality is that the existence sitting with the old mother Wang Lanping in the room has no breath at all. There is only a terrifyingly powerful soul.
He Xianghong was misled by the unconscious coldness emanating from the other party's soul and mistakenly thought it was the other party's aura.
There is no doubt that the Great Ghost King is here. He even vaguely sensed that the size of the opponent's soul was much larger than that of the Yonghe Ghost King that Zhang Yan had seen, at least five times more.
"Yan'er, are you back? This is your junior brother, you see..." Wang Lanping was not stupid. Seeing the ugly expression on her slave and guard's face, she understood the young man she had been dealing with. I'm afraid it's not simple, and definitely not a "junior brother". Because if Zhang Yan had a junior brother, he wouldn't be able to keep mentioning it to his family. So Wang Lanping just dealt with it on the surface and would deal with it when her second son came back.
"Mom, you can go to the back room and leave it to me."
"Well. Be careful." Wang Lanping nodded, squeezed Erzi's shoulders, turned around and left the main room, but did not really stay in the room. Instead, she greeted He Xianghong and led the family to have a baby. Wang Qin came with him, saying he was going back to Wangjiazhuangzi to have a look, and there were many servants from the family accompanying him.
Zhang Yan sighed inwardly at his mother's astuteness. At the same time, he felt relieved and looked squarely at the young man in front of him who met his eyes but no one spoke first?
It's not accurate to say it's a human being. They just look like living people. Even the breath is disguised, how can it be said to be a living person?
"Mr. Zhang seems to be very curious about me? Like I am to Mr. Zhang?"
The man sat down again with a smile on his face. He seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but his voice was very magnetic and pleasant. There is nothing special about his appearance, just like a young man from a wealthy family.
But it was such a "person" who gave Zhang Yan the greatest sense of oppression since he entered the wilderness.
"Are you curious? Haha, yes and no. In fact, maybe I know your kind of existence better than you do."
But the other party shook his head and didn't take Zhang Yan's words to heart, and said: "My name is Xu Fengbai. Well, there is also a title in another place called "Wanjiang". Mr. Zhang can call me by my name or My title depends on my husband’s preference.”
"Wanjiang...the Great Sage King?" Although Zhang Yan had already guessed the identity of the other party, his heart still trembled.
Among the nine great saint kings in the ghost realm, only one of the upper saint kings was transformed after the death of the human race. He is also the top strong man among the human spirits in the Ghost Realm. Ranked second among the nine holy kings!
"Haha, it seems that Mr. Zhang still understands the things on our side. Then Mr. Zhang should also know that our human spirit tribe and the demon spirit tribe are not all the same, right?"
The Human Spirit Clan is the Spirit Clan that became the human race after their death. The demon spirit clan is the spirit clan that became after the death of the demon clan. In Zhang Yan's case, they are all the same, they are all ghosts, but if they have to distinguish them, they can only be distinguished according to their classification in life.
Zhang Yan sat down on the chair opposite Xu Fengbai, more than ten feet apart. Then he nodded and said: "The ghost realm is too mysterious. For me, I can only hear some information. I don't know whether it is true or not. But I have heard about the conflict between human spirits and demon spirits that you mentioned."
"Monster! Sir, you must have heard it from the mouth of a demon, right? Haha, it's not easy for those speculative bugs to always survive in the cracks. But their words are often true and false. Be careful in distinguishing, otherwise you will be led astray. Moreover, if I say that the demon race not only cooperates with the demon race and human race, but also cooperates with our spiritual race, sir, do you believe me?"
But before Zhang Yan could answer, Xu Fengbai continued to say with a smile: "I can feel that Mr. has a natural hostility towards the spirit tribe. Maybe the hostility is not accurate. It should be said to be an instinct of "exterminating it when it sees it" , like the instinct you have when you see a mosquito clinging to the wall in your house. Am I right?
This kind of instinct is unique in the wilderness. Anyway, judging from my long experience, it has never happened anywhere else. "
Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes. He had suppressed the idea of taking action several times. The opponent's pressure on him was too great, and he was really not completely sure, and it was very likely that the divine descending technique would be used in the end. This was a situation that Zhang Yan was not willing to encounter directly. On the other hand, if the other party can come to the house in person, he can also follow Wang Lanping who is out, Zhang Huiyuan who is busy in the shop, and Zhang Shun who is at Xiangkou. Concern for family members is the second reason.
Finally, Zhang Yan was really curious, why did Xu Fengbai come to his door and look like he wanted to talk to him? Ghosts are all violent, so there must be a reason why they can talk well.
"Who the demon species cooperates with has nothing to do with me. Just like how much conflict there is between the human spirit clan and the demon spirit clan within the spirit clan has nothing to do with me.
The spirit race is wreaking havoc on the human world and feeding on living beings. How is it any different from the cannibal beasts in the mountains? Naturally, everyone can punish him. I am the only one the Saint King of Ten Thousand Frontiers has seen. In fact, it’s just that others don’t have the skills I have. Otherwise, tens of thousands of Zhang Yan would naturally not make the Saint King of Ten Thousand Frontiers feel strange. "
