385: C385 Frigid Region

C385 Frigid Region

"Brother Zhang, can you stay?" the little boy asked as he looked at the bottle in his hand.

"No." Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled again. "Cultivate well. In the future, try to become a stronger person and protect your clansmen. Do you know that?"

"Okay." The boy nodded heavily.

"Haha …" Zhang Fan laughed again. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his head twice. "Work hard. And also, have some elegance … please help me take care of it."

"Okay." The little boy nodded again.

Seeing the boy's obedient look, how could Zhang Fan bear to see anything happen here? Before he left, he once again condensed the power of Creation in the cave even more. He also compressed a dozen or so balls of light and threw them into the cave, letting them slowly dissipate.

After doing this, Zhang Fan waved to the little boy and left.

The little boy followed him out of the cave and watched as Zhang Fan sped away. Zhang Fan's figure quickly disappeared into the night. At this time, the little boy also turned around and returned to the cave.

After Zhang Fan rushed out of the valley, the blue light suddenly became blinding in the night sky. The blue dragon appeared, and it instantly spread its wings as it flew towards the Feng Clan.

The next day, all the elders of the Xuanwu clan gathered in that large thatched cottage. The chief sat at the head of the group, and he was also close to breaking through, because he had heard the news of Zhang Fan's disappearance. Right now, the only thing that they could think of was the people from the Feng Clan sneaking in and secretly taking Zhang Fan away.

So at this moment, all of the elders had gathered, including the grand elder. The patriarch had invited them to come out in advance.

Zhang Fan had brought about a qualitative change to the Xuanwu tribe. They had tested him before, and the physique of the younger generation had clearly changed. His talent and potential seemed to have been unearthed, and a few had taken form.

All of these existences could become high-level existences within the Xuanwu clan.

Thus, Zhang Fan's kindness towards them was something that they absolutely could not forget.

And at this time, the conclusion of the discussion was that he would bring everyone to the Feng Clan to rescue Zhang Fan.

At this moment, a little boy entered.

"You! How did you get in here?" The chief looked at the little boy and couldn't help but frown.

"Father!" The little boy hesitated for a moment before he said, "Brother Zhang told me when he left yesterday!"

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned. When everyone came to their senses, the fourth elder asked, "Then what did little brother say to you?"

"Brother Zhang told me to tell you all that he couldn't implicate the entire Xuanwu tribe, so he went to another place. He also said that he would return, and he also wanted me to take care of Qingya's elder sister."

"Brother, did you leave?" Everyone present frowned at the same time. The elder then sighed, "It seems like you've taken responsibility for yourself. If it's not enough, how did he know about this?"

"Grandfather, it was me. Big Brother Zhang Fan told me to inquire about it." The little boy lowered his head, looking wronged.

"Whatever!" The old patriarch sighed, "I can only repay your kindness in the future …"

All of the elders present nodded their heads at the same time, but at this time, the old chief continued: "However, the enmity between our Xuanwu clan and the Feng Clan is not over yet. In the future, we will give orders and all Feng Clan members who enter the Xuanwu clan's territory don't need to ask any questions.

"Yes!" Everyone present nodded at the same time.

Three days later, Zhang Fan was resting against a tree with a fruit in his hand. A bitter expression was on his face as he felt lonely. Perhaps he had gotten used to being with the little devil? After all, two years …

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan slowly ate the fruits in his hand. Then, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Feng Clan's territory.

In addition, he had already thought of a way out. With the size of the Mordor Mountain Range, he believed that as long as he was careful, no matter how strong the opponent was, it would be difficult to find him.

Seeing that the sky was about to turn dark, he slowly closed his eyes and began to rest. The night was the time for him to make his move.

Now he was alone. Although he was alone, he had completely let go of himself. He didn't need to think about anything, he didn't need to do anything. He just needed to take care of himself. This was the difference between one person and multiple people.

Without the slightest hesitation, and without having to worry about anything, he could roam the entire Haoyue Continent as he wished.1

In the chaos of the Royal Capital, he believed that he could still make it out. If there was any difficulty, he could still safely return to the Martial Spirit Continent and return to the Four Great Empires. At that time, he would be able to travel between the four empires on the Martial Spirit Continent. He believed that one day, he would be able to reach the Martial Saint level.

He didn't want to become a celebrity anymore. What he needed to do now was simple. He needed to understand the grudges he had formed and go visit his parents.

As time passed, the sky grew darker and darker. At this moment, a figure flashed past amidst the floating blue rays of light.

Just as his figure floated above the Feng Family, he felt a few powerful auras approaching. Taking advantage of the moment they weren't here, Zhang Fan opened his right hand and the Xuanyuan sword appeared. A bright light flashed and the third layer of the seal instantly opened.

"At this time, the Feng Clan is no longer part of the Feng Clan. To use a poison pill for Long Yu is truly shameful. Does Long Yu want one? Come and chase after me!" The indifferent voice was filled with ridicule and coldness.

"Bang!"

The destructive power of Xuan-Yuan Sword was astonishing. A single building was instantly turned into nothingness by the sharp tip of the blade. At this time, Zhang Fan's body also sped away. His target was the Morrison Mountain Range, and he knew that this was enough.

As expected, the moment he rushed out, a few elders from the Feng Clan also rushed out. Among them, Feng Lie Xing was one of them.

"It's that boy! Chase after him!" Feng Liangxing was taken aback at first, but then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He did not expect Zhang Fan to come knocking on the door himself.

A month later, Zhang Fan was leaning against a tree, his body still emitting a blue glow. He directly swallowed a healing pill, and as the energy in his body fluctuated, he raised his head.

After playing cat and cat with the Feng Clan for more than a month, he didn't know where he was at the moment. The trees were getting colder and colder, and he could see the beautiful snow.

Moreover, it was a heavy snowfall, including the thick layer of snowfall on the treetops.

He was dressed in a white robe, and when it was snowing, he was surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, which was hard to find. Moreover, once, he was completely hidden in the snow, using the Tortoise's Breath Technique to hide his aura, his will, and his soul fluctuations.

At this time, Zhang Fan admired the courage and perseverance of the Feng Clan's members. They had chased for so long, but they still hadn't given up at all. At this time, he was once again puzzled; just what secrets were hidden inside the Dragon Jade?

After resting for a while, Zhang Fan's body rushed out once more. He couldn't afford to waste too much time, so he finally managed to get rid of them. Right now, he was trying his best to shake them off even further.

After he left that lonely tree, his surroundings once again became a vast expanse of white.

This area could be considered a special domain of the Central Region. There was also a very strong magical beast here, and the most important thing was that there was the danger of nature there, and it was called the Snowstorm Hurricane in the Central Region. That wind was extremely powerful, according to an Emperor level expert who had managed to survive the hurricane, it contained a terrifying amount of energy, and the tearing strength was even more terrifying and powerful, not something an ordinary person could contend with.

Zhang Fan didn't understand this, so he rushed here.

Leng Zhang Fan did not feel the slightest bit of coldness. After being stuck in the thousand-year cold water for such a long time, this little bit of coldness was only skin deep.

Blindly dashing through this white and boundless area, his speed was getting faster and faster. And at this moment, amidst the soul fluctuations, Zhang Fan turned his head around to take a look and clearly saw two black figures dashing up as well.

Zhang Fan's pupils contracted. He did not expect the other party to pursue him so quickly. As his gaze flickered, the distance between them grew closer. After all, the opponent's strength was too strong. It was simply not something that he, as an Emperor level powerhouse, could contend against.

"Brat, let's see where you can run to this time!" An old voice rang out, accompanied with the agitation of the energy, the illusory figure continuously trembled. At such a distance, it was definitely not exaggerated in the slightest. In less than three seconds, it appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

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