1760: C1760 This Is My Solution

C1760 This Is My Solution

Everyone's faces changed wildly because this aura was like a mountain rock as it pressed down onto their bodies, making them unable to even breathe.

Just one aura was enough to make everyone submit.

"Damn it!" Zhong Yixiong roared.

In the god-like aura, Han Zhen did not even give any response. He merely sent a silent aura into Zhong Yixiong's body.

Zhong Yixiong could not stand it any longer, so he flipped his palm.

A huge flaming palm that was as big as a mountain instantly brought forth the momentum of the heaven and earth. With a power that could crush everything, it smashed towards Han Zhen.

Although Zhong Yixiong was not a God Stage, this palm strike already carried the force of heaven and earth, and had thirty percent of the power of the God Stage.

Seeing that, Zhong Huating's face changed, because this was one of the most overbearing skills in the Zhong Family cultivation technique, the Sky Fire Falling Mountain!

Its power was limitless, and it could even burn everything in its path.

Zhong Huating saw that Han Zhen did not dodge and immediately rushed forward. A red light shield immediately appeared in his hand.

Zhong Huating's Cultivation Level could not even be mentioned in the same breath as Zhong Yixiong, but he could not watch Han Zhen die like this.

Zhong Yixiong saw his son standing in front of him, so he did not stop his fire palm and continued to hit him.

"Bye!" Zhong Huating closed his eyes and welcomed the giant flame palm. For Zhong Huating, this might be the end.

Boom!

A loud sound echoed out.

Zhong Huating, who had his eyes tightly closed, frowned because he wasn't dead.

When Zhong Huating opened his eyes, he found that Zhong Yixiong, who was originally filled with vigor, was now lying on the ground. The aura around him had completely dissipated, and he seemed to have become an old man in his twilight years.

"What's going on?" Zhong Huating was shocked.

"I dissolved all of his mana!" Han Zhen kept his palm and said lightly.

"This …" Zhong Huating immediately opened his eyes wide. He knew that his father could disregard his wife's life for the sake of cultivation. Now that his Fa Li had been dissolved, he would undoubtedly suffer a fate worse than death.

Moreover, if he destroyed the hope of Zhong Family like this, the Zhong Family would definitely not let Han Zhen off.

Zhong Huating definitely didn't want to see this result.

As expected, Zhong Yixiong's eyes were filled with hatred, "Han Zhen, you made it so that my Zhong Family has no chance to achieve God Stage anymore, and destroyed the hope that I had for the past three hundred years of my Zhong Family!"

"Hope?" Han Zhen smiled and pointed with his right hand again.

This time, it was Zhong Huating's meridian.

Zhong Huating was stunned for a moment, because Han Zhen's finger had walked a full circle through Zhong Huating's meridians.

The most important thing was that this dark and lonely path perfectly solved the problem of cultivating the Fire Control Method, and it was completely able to calm the power of scarlet fire brought about by the Fire Control Method.

"This …" Zhong Huating hesitated.

"This is the flaw in your Zhong Family cultivation technique." Han Zhen said to Zhong Huating.

Han Zhen, as a Pill Emperor, could be considered a top master with regards to fire controlling techniques. With his understanding, he could naturally resolve the flaws of the Zhong Family cultivation method easily.

"You obtained a perfect Fire Control Method?" At this time, Zhong Yixiong also focused his attention on Zhong Huating.0

"Hm!" Indeed! " Zhong Huating nodded.

Zhong Family and the rest were all completely dumbfounded, even Zhong Yixiong was temporarily unable to confirm if he should attack Han Zhen.

"But why did you give it to me?" Zhong Huating was a bit confused, "They want my brother and father the most!"

"Because this is my solution!" Han Zhen said to Zhong Huating with a smile.

Just like in his previous life, Zhong Huating smiled as he helped him.

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