CHAPTER 741: CHAPTER 374: FIERCE BATTLE WITH SONG HUALONG

In the rain curtain, the elderly man silently stared at Lin Beichen and said coldly:

"Boy, you brought this upon yourself, you can’t blame me."

The white light on the old man’s body became even more blinding, like a sphere of light.

Inside the sphere, it was filled with dense Power of Runes.

With each absorption of Rune Qi, his figure grew taller, and in just a moment, he transformed from a seventy-year-old elder to a robust man in his thirties or forties.

In terms of appearance alone, he even looked younger than Zhang Songqiao.

Seeing this, the surrounding people couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.

During the previous battle, no matter how powerful both sides appeared, their only feeling was shock and a sense of marvel.

But now it was different.

They had witnessed a miraculous method of reversing aging on the elderly man.

Everyone, being mere mortals, could not escape the ravages of time, but now seeing someone capable of growing younger, how could they not be astonished?

In an instant, everyone grew excited, as if they had just realized something.

"Old gentleman."

Zhang Songqiao stared blankly at the elderly man, never expecting him to possess such immortal techniques.

He had known the elderly man for over ten years, and the man had always appeared to be an elderly person. So, in his eyes, the man must be at least a centenarian.

A hundred-year-old man was willing to trade with him, which naturally delighted him immensely.

The elder couldn’t live much longer, so no matter what schemes he had, it didn’t matter.

But when the elder showed his true self, Zhang Songqiao felt a surreal, dreamlike sensation.

"I was seriously injured back then. Fortunately, I met you and was protected by the Dragon Qi on you, which saved my life.

Since then, I coveted the Dragon Qi on you and never left, but after today, our bond ends, and I can no longer stay by your side."

Song Hualong looked at Zhang Songqiao with a strangely complex expression on his face.

The relationship between him and Zhang Songqiao was indescribable.

Initially, he admired Zhang Songqiao merely because of Zhang’s unique fate and possession of Dragon Qi, which was a mutual benefit.

But over the subsequent ten years, he began to see Zhang Songqiao as his heir.

Although Zhang Songqiao had aged, and his vitality was waning, making him not the best candidate for inheritance, under the withering Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, finding any inheritor was challenging, so it didn’t matter.

But with the opening of the Celestial Gate and the abundant Spiritual Qi, his previously dead hopes were revived.

As the Celestial Gate had opened, he needed to find a place to resume his cultivation.

The emotions built over a decade were hard to sever, causing him inner turmoil.

The appearance of Lin Beichen served as a catalyst, helping him make up his mind.

However, the elder didn’t feel grateful towards Lin Beichen.

Because while Lin Beichen had changed his mind, it also severed the bond between him and Zhang Songqiao.

When he was a normal person, he could interact with Zhang Songqiao normally. Their relationship was simply an appreciation between an elder and a young man.

But between a cultivator and a mortal, there lay an insurmountable chasm.

In the face of temptation, human nature could not withstand the test.

For his own good and for Zhang Songqiao’s good, he had to leave.

"Young man, your strength is impressive, your future boundless. If someday you can let go of your heart’s strife, you might explore the Mystic Sect Realm."

"But unfortunately, you have no chance. You shouldn’t have provoked me."

"Remember my name, Song Hualong, and do not anger me in your next life."

Song Hualong said coldly.

"You talk too much, today you shall die!"

Lin Beichen snorted coldly, a green light flashed in his hand, as if it could split mountains and rivers, swiftly descending upon Song Hualong.

Lin Beichen didn’t expect that coming to the Zhang Family, he would encounter a master equal to Qin Wenwu.

In the world, every master of the Death Realm was a top-level force that could shake major families.

And the Zhang Family, just a local family in Huadu, was actually hiding such a powerful expert.

This, however, solved a lingering question in Lin Beichen’s mind.

Zhang Songqiao’s plotting against the Bai Family was one thing, but daring to scheme against the local families of Huadu, wasn’t he afraid of backlash?

It was known that the Zhang Family had many means to deal with the Bai Family, but using the Bai Family as a bargaining chip to plot against the major families of Huadu was indeed a highly risky plan.

If the major families united in response, Zhang Songqiao would face more than just ordinary trouble.

If the families of Huadu formed an alliance, the Zhang Family’s plan would backfire.

At that time, the Bai Family would instead reap the benefits.

It turned out that Zhang Songqiao had a hidden master protecting him all along. Even if the plan was destroyed, it wouldn’t matter because he could always seek help from Song Hualong.

Withered and Flourishing Spiritual Qi, vast and boundless.

A ray of clear light gathered in Lin Beichen’s hand.

Even Chen Wenwu dared not easily face the edge of the Sword of Life and Death, yet Song Hualong, facing this move, instantly gathered a mass of white Spiritual Qi to counter it.

"Boy, not bad moves."

Song Hualong snorted coldly, took a fierce step forward, and as his fist and palm transformed into boundless shadows, the surging air waves were like a tsunami.

Half the manor was enveloped in Song Hualong’s aura.

The three tables closest to Song Hualong, including all the guests, had no time to react and were instantly crushed into meat paste.

The surging air waves and blood merged into one, madly rushing towards Lin Beichen.