Chapter 1 Each Person

It had been An Qisheng's habit for many years to compare everyone he met. Originally, he was somewhat limited by his lack of Daoli (Dao Power).

But now, possessing tens of millions of Daoli, there was nothing he couldn't see, at least on Xuan Xing (Profound Star).

The Daoyitu (Dao One Diagram) magical power he possessed could only exert its most powerful effect after having enough Daoli.

With a thought, the Dao One Diagram in the depths of An Qisheng's vision rippled with water-like white light, and numerous words cascaded down the corners of his eyes like a waterfall.

[Consuming Daoli 9 points]

[Chu Fan (27/95)]

[Original trajectory one: Born in the Jue Ling (Spiritless) universe, Xuan Xing. Naturally intelligent, with a calm personality, harboring justice, and sincere. Learned to read as a child, practiced martial arts at twenty, achieving some success. In his youth, he was infected by evil during the 'Zombie King Disaster' and turned into a zombie, muddleheaded for twenty years...]

[Until Kaiyuan 9842, when the zombie king Zhushang (Various Wounds) launched a world-destroying catastrophe, Xuan Xing was destroyed and turned into a zombie kingdom. He was greatly shocked and regained his sanity, roaring in pain. Alone in the world with no relatives.]

[Unwilling to endure the pain, he embarked on the road to save the world. Finally, in the gap between the zombie army and the Nightmare Hydra, he found a way to reverse the zombie bloodline, awakened countless humans, and established the Salvation Army...]

[Died in Kaiyuan 9890, cause of death: Russell, descendant of the Nightmare Hydra...]

Savior.

An Qisheng looked at the dirty-faced youth in front of him, a sense of emotion in his heart.

Faced with outsiders, heaven and earth themselves would also undergo stress changes.

It was a pity that all this came too quickly. Now it was already the end of Kaiyuan 9824. In the original trajectory, Xuan Xing had already been destroyed in just eighteen years.

In such a short period of time, neither a grandmaster like Su Jie, who carried on the past, nor a saint savior like Chu Fan, nurtured by great fortune, had enough time to grow.

Compared to Su Jie, Chu Fan was even more miserable. He was infected and turned into a zombie in the first instance. After reversing his bloodline and having a chance to turn the tables, he encountered Russell, the descendant of the Nightmare Hydra from Mars.

The disparity in strength was too great, and ultimately there was no way out.

Under such circumstances, even if he, Gu Changfeng, or even the grandmasters of the past and present were in this situation, it would not be any better.

In a spiritless land where numerous grandmasters throughout history had not found a way forward, how difficult was it to contend with a zombie king of the Huang Tian Shi Li (Ten Calamities of Imperial Heaven) level in just twenty years?

Not to mention Russell, the descendant of the Nightmare Hydra, who had turned Xuan Xing into a zombie kingdom in just a few decades.

Time waits for no one, what can be done?

"Mr. An, my name is Chu Fan. I am from Jinling. Thank you for saving my life."

Chu Fan clasped his fists and bowed, a wry smile on his face, "Including this time, you have saved me twice."

Not to mention this time, last time in the mountains, if An Qisheng hadn't taken action, he would most likely have died there.

Not to mention that this person was a grandmaster standing at the pinnacle of global martial power, even if he were an ordinary person, he should have respect in his heart.

"This is not a place to stay for long. You should go back quickly."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Chu Fan.

His great fortune would erupt in twenty years. At this time, there was nothing unusual about him, and his luck was even extremely poor.

When the time comes, heaven and earth will help; when luck goes, heroes are not free. This was not just a saying.

Before he could jump out of the past, people were always influenced by the environment.

This was evident from the fact that the Jiang Gui (Zombie Ghost) followed him back instead of others. They were all running away, but they chased him instead of Feng Mingtao.

"I dare not come again."

Chu Fan sighed.

In his heart, he put an X on the Xiya (Himalayan) Mountains. If possible, he would never want to come here again in his life.

"Farewell, if fate allows."

An Qisheng's body moved slightly, and he had already disappeared into the mountains.

A locust wood token fell on the grass under Chu Fan's gaze.

"Mr. An, your thing!"

Chu Fan called out twice, but An Qisheng's back was no longer visible. He could only bend down and pick it up.

It was cool to the touch, like touching a piece of fine cold jade.

He glanced at it. The locust wood token was exquisitely crafted, obviously not an ordinary product.

But An Qisheng was already gone, and he obviously didn't have the ability to catch up. He could only leave it and return it to him when he saw him in the future.

Whoosh~~~

In the mountains, An Qisheng strode forward, seemingly unhurried, but quickly crossed many mountains.

When Chu Fan took the token, he seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly and could vaguely see Chu Fan searching for Feng Mingtao's figure in the mountains:

"The future is difficult, I hope you can achieve something."

The locust wood token left for Chu Fan was not the same as the locust wood token left for Su Jie.

The former was an invitation to the Reincarnation Blessed Land, the Infinite Cave Heaven, while the latter was just a legacy imprint of his left-behind Sanshou (Freehand) style, 'Nantianmen' (Southern Heavenly Gate).

Although both of them were people with great fortune, they were also different. Su Jie's fortune had already erupted and he was about to embark on his own path, while Chu Fan still had twenty years to go.

Since the two were different, what he wanted to give would naturally be different.

He had no other requests, only hoping that someone could gain something in the future, so that there would not be a glimmer of dawn in the face of the despair of the catastrophe.

With a sigh, An Qisheng ascended to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. He could already see the Xiya Mountains, still shrouded in storms.

"Eh?"

His brow furrowed slightly.

.......

Between the clouds, the storm was raging, and gusts of wind roared through the sky like dragons. The changes in the celestial phenomena caused by Mu Feng's disappearance had not completely disappeared until now. Sometimes the sky was clear, and sometimes there were storms.

Sometimes it would also cause avalanches. The weather around Zhufeng (Mount Everest) was even more unpredictable. It was already dangerous, but now it was even more difficult for living people to approach.

Da da da~

The helicopter slowly approached.

Wang Zhixuan stood at the cabin door, tall and slender, her trench coat fluttering in the wind. She frowned slightly as she looked at the storms caused by the changes in the airflow:

"Qingniao (Bluebird), don't get close. We can't land on Mu Feng today."

The storm on Mu Feng was not as violent as it had been half a year ago. Most of the time, there was no storm for more than half of the ten days, but when it was encountered, the helicopter could not get close.

"Understood, eldest sister."

The girl who was piloting the helicopter immediately lowered the altitude and landed on a flat mountain peak.

Wang Zhixuan gave a few instructions, picked up two boxes of supplies, and turned to leave the mountain peak.

Her skills were excellent. Even carrying more than a hundred kilograms of supplies, she was as steady as walking on flat ground on this plateau snow mountain. The ravines, boulders, weeds, tree trunks, and thorny vines along the way did not cause her any impact.

In just a few hours, she had arrived at the temporary camp outside Mu Feng.

She saw the upside-down golden coffin, which was tightly wrapped in special anti-magnetic materials, and the nine talismans that were well protected.

"Dr. Wang?"

The security of the temporary camp was very high, and someone soon came up to meet her.

"What happened?"

Looking at the slightly hesitant expression on the face of the special forces member in front of her, Wang Zhixuan frowned slightly. She had already smelled a faint scent of blood.

The team member hesitated slightly, but still whispered: "It was Captain Qiuniu (Prisoner Ox). He killed Dr. Yang Guanglin's student, Su Xiuwei (Su Cultivates Greatness)......."

"Hmm?"

Wang Zhixuan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes swept across the camp like knives. She had already seen Qiuniu and Yang Guanglin walking over not far away.

"Danhuang (Red Phoenix), you're here."

Qiuniu saluted. Wang Zhixuan's status in the Special Affairs Bureau was higher than his.

"He moved the talisman?"

Wang Zhixuan gave Qiuniu a cold look. The latter nodded slightly.

"Well done."

Wang Zhixuan's expression softened a bit, and she glanced at Yang Guanglin: "Dr. Yang, the talisman cannot be moved, don't you know?"

"There is something strange about this matter."

Yang Guanglin's face was a little tired, but he was not afraid of Wang Zhixuan's questioning. He opened his mouth:

"Xiuwei has been following me for five or six years. He has done many experiments. He should not move what he should not move. He is wronged."

"Dr. Yang, are you saying that I killed someone indiscriminately?"

Qiuniu retorted stiffly:

"I am a professional sniper. I have been in the army for twenty years. Can I be wrong?"

"Captain Qiuniu, don't be angry. I am not an unreasonable person. Since it is displayed on the monitor, there will be no mistake. I just suspect that he was affected by something in this golden coffin......

He is dead, but he cannot bear this infamy......"

Yang Guanglin's face was a little dim:

"It's also my fault. I only regarded it as a kind of radiation, thinking that a radiation suit could resist it, and agreed to his request to study it all night....... "

"I'm very sorry about this."

Qiuniu was apologetic and saluted:

"If you are still dissatisfied, you can apply for military arbitration. Even if I have to pay with my life, I don't care."

Qiuniu felt a little apologetic in his heart, but if such a thing happened again, he would still choose to kill him on the spot.

The Zombie King was more destructive than any weapon on Xuan Xing today. Once something went wrong, even if he died ten thousand times, he would not be worthy of the country and the people.

Yang Guanglin just shook his head.

Wang Zhixuan listened to the words of the two people and seemed to remember something. She suddenly spoke: "Dr. Yang, you have another student?"

"Yingying? She went to pay homage to her senior brother."

Yang Guanglin frowned: "Dr. Wang, don't you suspect that Yingying has also been.......?"

"Not impossible."

Wang Zhixuan glanced at Qiuniu, the meaning was obvious, why didn't you detain the person.

Qiuniu smiled wryly. This Dr. Yang was not an ordinary person. If it were not for the importance of the matter, he would not have dared to kill his disciple at all. How could he detain his other student after killing one disciple without any evidence?

You must know that this was a scholar specially hired by the Special Affairs Bureau. Although he was also a Baodan (Embrace the Pill) master, he could not compare with him.

"Su Xiuwei's body has been burned with high-intensity flames, wrapped in anti-magnetic material and buried under the snowfield......"

Qiuniu did not avoid Yang Guanglin and spoke directly.

But before he could finish speaking, Wang Zhixuan's face suddenly changed drastically. She stomped her foot, and the agitated strength slapped Yang Guanglin to the ground. She ignored him.

She rushed out forty meters in one step, and with a swipe of her hand from her waist, a knife had already torn apart the anti-magnetic radiation material and slashed at the girl inside.

Her movements were as swift as a rabbit rising and a falcon falling. In less than a second, she had brought her skills to the fullest.

But it was still too late.

The girl Geng Yingying (Geng Crystal Clear), who was wearing heavy protective clothing, had already torn off the talisman in her hand!

Buzz~

In the next instant, red light soared into the sky, dyeing the sky red.

A murmuring sound, like the whisper of a demon, slowly spread out:

"Ants who dare to provoke me, are you ready to face my wrath........"