Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Barron, however, was skeptical: "I've never heard of anything like this happening on Nathan Island."

As the two were still in shock, Zhang Huaidan said softly, "Don't worry about it."

As soon as the words were spoken, the noises vanished, and the helicopter's control panel stopped making noise.

Barron exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, it's gone!"

He glanced at Zhang Huaidan subconsciously, and Zhang Huaidan smiled slightly.

Upon seeing this, the two were immediately filled with surprise and doubt.

With a little thought, one can probably guess that this change is inextricably linked to him.

However, he didn't seem inclined to explain, and although the two were puzzled, they didn't ask any further questions.

As everyone walked into the island, Zhang Huaidan pondered in his heart that, unsurprisingly, the thought he had just experienced did indeed originate from that being on Nathan Island who was at the same level as him.

He also determined that the thing on the island wasn't exactly 'conscious'.

Previously, the Heavenly Heart had attempted to assimilate and enslave him without distinguishing right from wrong.

Now that they've arrived on the island, once they discover his presence, they can't wait to lure him with mental waves.

He wasn't a moth drawn to a flame, or an insect lured by honey. Besides, he didn't see any firelight, nor did he smell any honey.

Without even any bait, just this dry, uninformed talk—how stupid would you have to be to fall for it? Isn't that underestimating him a bit too much?

Zhang Huaidan felt a sense of unease, but regardless of the circumstances, one thing was certain: the thing on the island, whether conscious or not, was extremely extraordinary.

Nathan Island is neither very big nor very small, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred miles in circumference!
The fact that his mental fluctuations could reach Zhang Huaidan's ears as soon as he landed on the island, spanning at least dozens of miles, was a feat Zhang Huaidan knew he couldn't do.

'Is this the sacred tree that makes Nathan Island exist? Gods, humans, and ghosts—which immortal path does that thing belong to, and how far has it traveled?'

Zhang Huaidan pondered the matter repeatedly, and in short, it was best to keep a low profile for now.

"Woo-wa-ji-ji-gu-da!"

Not far from the beach, just as we were about to enter the forest path, a person suddenly jumped out from the ground.

Zhang Chulan focused his attention and became alert, while Zhang Huaidan looked up.

The man was shirtless, his face painted, and he was carrying a rough, short spear, making sounds that no one could understand.

Zhang Chulan clicked his tongue: "Are these islanders? They look more like savages to me. Are they trying to rob us?"

Baron laughed and said, "They're probably just savages who robbed us. It's not surprising to see anything on Nathan Island."

The savage chattered for a while, and seeing that no one reacted, he became furious and made a move to swing his short spear.

Suddenly, a figure appeared – it was Elijah.

The savage let out a strange cry and ran away, tumbling and crawling.

"Welcome to Nathan Island. There's no time for explanations. If you're here for Seventeen, grab my hand."

What could Zhang Chulan say? He immediately grabbed his hand, and everyone's hands were joined together. Elijah immediately activated the power of Nathan Guard.

However, the next moment, Zhang Chulan urged, "Elijah, and then what?"

Elijah was taken aback. Nathan's power not only allowed him to teleport himself, but also to teleport others with him.

Of course, there are certain limitations, and it is not as comprehensive as King Nathan's powers, but over the years, there has never been a problem.

For a moment, Elijah's mind went blank, and he even wondered if there was something wrong with the sacred tree.

Zhang Huaidan then said, "You all go first."

He let go of Feng Baobao's hand.

These words were like a slap in the face, and Elijah's pupils constricted sharply: "Master Huaidan, it's you!"

I was utterly shocked. How could this be?
There has never been a case where the power bestowed by the divine tree would become ineffective because of someone.

Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Dan!"

Barron also looked over in surprise; the information he had received from William had never mentioned such a situation.

Elijah's expression, though silent, conveyed the overwhelming astonishment within him.

Why is that?

Is it true that Master Huai Dan is extraordinary, causing strange occurrences wherever he goes?
Feng Baobao blinked: "Zhang Huaidan is very heavy..."

The group was left speechless, wondering what kind of explanation this was.
Zhang Huaidan waved his hand: "Go ahead."

At that moment, Elijah had no time to think further. He activated his power once more, and the next second, everyone vanished from their spot.

……

Nathan Island, Royal Palace.

After seeing off Ishikawa Shin and the others, King Nathan sat comfortably on his throne.

Although she knew that Nathan Island would be destroyed, and that all the Nathan Guards, including herself as the Nathan Queen, were in danger of losing their lives.

If they escape, they might have a chance to survive; if they stay here, their fate is destined to be tragic.

Even so, King Nathan felt no hesitation whatsoever.

The divine tree and the will of past kings had already pointed her in a clear direction.

Does it really matter whether this will is one's own or whether this path was chosen by oneself?
Just as she told the upside-down creature, a female mosquito cannot choose to drink tree sap to survive, and a person cannot choose which language is their native tongue.

From the moment she became King Nathan, her life had a clear trajectory and a clear destination. This is the meaning of life that so many people yearn for!
between thoughts.

Perhaps it can't even be called thoughts.

These are just some insignificant thoughts arising from the great will within my mind.

Suddenly, a thought struck him: "The Divine Tree..."

The throne was empty. King Nathan arrived at the Hall of the Divine Tree, where everything was pure white, symbolizing the purity of the Divine Tree.

King Nathan gazed at the seemingly dead divine tree in the hall, and waves of vague spiritual energy surged forth.

As King Nathan, she naturally knew that this withered tree was merely a facade of the sacred tree; the true holy forest lay beneath the tree, in the earth.

However, at this moment, this intense fluctuation of thought left her somewhat bewildered.

The sacred tree is waiting.

The sacred tree yearns.

Sacred tree.

Greed!
King Nathan trembled slightly. Whether it was anticipation or longing, it was all instinct of intelligent beings.

But the will of the previous kings never told him that the divine tree possessed wisdom.

The sacred tree is the source of power for the children of the gods, but it does not possess power itself.

The sacred tree is the origin of the wisdom of the children of the gods, but it does not possess wisdom itself!

As for the so-called greed, King Nathan's face turned pale.

"impossible……"

The sacred tree is the embodiment of all holiness in the world, how could it harbor such base and despicable emotions!
King Nathan's mind was in turmoil, unable to accept such an absurd fact.

Just as she was struggling with this internal conflict, the divine tree stopped emitting strong mental fluctuations, and King Nathan also calmed down.

Filled with doubt, I was about to leave when the sacred tree before me swayed gently, as if something had awakened from antiquity.

King Nathan's eyes glazed over for a moment, a thought transforming into a idea, eager to be realized.

"Find what you care about, no matter what!"

...Zhang Huaidan also did not expect that Nasenwei's powers would not work on him.

However, he quickly realized that Feng Baobao was right; he was too heavy.

This "weight" does not refer to his physical weight, but rather to his current social status.

Just as we've heard of people playing with walnuts, we've never heard of anyone playing with a stone lion.

Since that's the case, there's no other way but to walk there.

……

In a flash, Zhang Chulan and the others arrived at a dense forest. Not far away, a gray-robed man called out, "This way!"

Elijah stepped back: "It's up to you."

His expression was uncertain; he had truly seen a ghost just now. Should he provide this information to the king?
With Zhang Huaidan absent, Zhang Chulan was filled with anxiety: "What exactly is going on?"

The gray-robed man not far away pulled down his hood, revealing a European face: "Seventeen has been taken away."

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat, and without thinking twice, he quickly followed.

"My companions are just ahead. I don't know what they did to Seventeen, but I do know that Seventeen gave up and was put into a magical little ball."

As they spoke, Tao Shangong and the others came into view, and Zhang Chulan tossed the supplies he was carrying to Baron.

"Barron, this has nothing to do with you. Just keep an eye on these things."

Baron caught the supplies and shrugged.

Zhang Chulan stimulated his body with lightning magic, increasing his speed dramatically, and stood in front of Tao Shan Gong and the others.

Without saying a word, Yang Wulei spread out like scattered threads towards Tao Shan Gong in the head.

Seeing his imposing presence and realizing that Yang Wu Lei's power was indeed not easy to withstand, the group wisely chose to dodge.

But one person neither dodged nor avoided, staring blankly at the approaching Yang Wu Lei.

Zhang Chulan was overjoyed and pounced at lightning speed.

A playful smile suddenly appeared on Wang Guoping's blank face. Several Yang Five Thunderbolts attacked him, but before they could get close, they were melted by some means.

Zhang Chulan's pupils contracted slightly, but there was no option to retreat at this moment, so he moved even faster.

The two clashed with a muffled thud, and Zhang Chulan retreated repeatedly, while Wang Guoping remained unmoved, switching from defense to offense and striking with a palm.

In a moment of desperation, Zhang Chulan activated his golden light to protect himself, but Wang Guoping did something unexpected: he spat out a mouthful of saliva, which was blown into droplets by the palm wind.

As his palm struck the golden light, Zhang Chulan felt an irresistible force and was forced to retreat once more.

As I stood still, I suddenly realized that my golden body was riddled with holes, like a lotus seedpod with its seeds dug out, and the cavities were still spreading.

He was secretly alarmed. What kind of method was this?
The power of spitting?

He looks a bit like Barron.

If it weren't for the trip to Tongtian Valley, where I received a share of Zhang Huaidan's fortune and made great progress in my cultivation, I wouldn't have been able to maintain the golden light.

Even so, it was like rotting poison; I felt the true energy that maintained the golden light was rapidly decomposing.

He had to dissipate the golden light, and Baron's voice came from beside him: "Well done."

Zhang Chulan frowned: "What is this thing, this person..."

Baron strode toward Wang Guoping: "I'm not sure, I need to confirm. Leave it to me, you deal with the others."

Zhang Chulan glanced to the side and saw Feng Baobao struggling against several people attacking her. He nodded and went to help her.

Baron sized up Wang Guoping: "Brother, you look filthy, but you don't smell at all!"

"Each each other."

The two seemed to be confirming something. The next moment, Wang Guoping, like a ghost, lunged forward, opened his mouth wide, and bit down on Baron's neck.

Baron wouldn't let him bite him.

The two fought side by side. Baron feigned an opening, and Wang Guoping grabbed his wrist, a sickeningly corrosive sound rang out.

When the two separated, the skin on Baron's wrist had been completely digested.

"The secretions from your skin are highly corrosive."

Wang Guoping looked at his wrist, where new skin was growing rapidly: "Who taught you this technique that instantly accelerates cell metabolism and causes the digested tissue to slough off?"

"What about you?"

"It should be the same person."

Wang Guoping squinted: "Should I call you 'Senior Brother'?"

“Not necessarily…” Baron glanced at him, drew his short sword, and his face was now extremely grim: “I don’t believe that such an arrogant freak would teach such an ability to a mediocre person like you!”

Wang Guoping said calmly, "People are all capable of falling into depravity."

When the two clashed again, their murderous intent was fully revealed.

Baron grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed; his skills far surpassed Wang Guoping's. Yet, Wang Guoping's strength and speed steadily suppressed and controlled him!

'Where does his strength and speed come from? Could it be…' Baron felt a chill run down his spine, then his killing intent surged: 'This monster must not be allowed to live!'

However, no matter how strong the killing intent was, it could not make up for the gap in strength. Wang Guoping had only been in possession of the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief for three years, and he was no longer someone that Balun could contend with.

Wang Guoping laughed loudly, "Senior brother, you've mastered it much longer than I have, but what have you been eating all this time? The quality is terrible! Do I, your junior brother, have to tell you myself that if you want to master the Six Treasures Immortal Thief technique quickly and well, you can't eat anything else! You have to eat people!"

……

'Man-eating! The Six Treasures Immortal Thief!'

Zhang Chulan, who was entangled with Feng Baobao and Tao Shan Gong and others, was startled.

Before he could think too much, Tao Shan Gong struck with his palm, and Zhang Chu Lan used the Golden Light Mantra to meet the blow.

He was attacked so fiercely that he had to retreat, and his expression immediately changed.

The right hand that was clashing with Tao Shan Gong's was in excruciating pain. A strange force was surging through his meridians, and the muscles in his arm felt as if they were being torn apart.

He had to use his true qi to neutralize the force in his hand, but Tao Shangong wouldn't wait for him to finish neutralizing it. Like a maggot clinging to a bone, he was unstoppable.

Zhang Chulan's mind raced, and he realized that he had no choice but to take the plunge.

He gritted his teeth, just as he was about to do so, a figure seemed to appear out of thin air—it was Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao cleaved his blade in the face, while Tao Shan Gong temporarily withdrew from the fray.

This solved Zhang Chulan's immediate problem, but it gave her original rival an opportunity.

A silver rope, a fierce and malevolent aura, mercilessly attacked Feng Baobao's back.

Zhang Chulan exclaimed, "Sister Bao'er!"

Despite Feng Baobao's extreme maneuvering, she was still struck in the back of the heart by the Yin Sha Qi, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The silver rope wrapped around her arm. Sensing that her true energy was being sealed off, and with the silver rope still wrapping around her torso, Feng Baobao made a quick decision.

With a chilling sound, Feng Baobao forcefully dislocated the joint of her right hand, freeing herself from the silver rope's entanglement.

"Zhang Chulan, these people are very powerful..."

The two retreated as if by unspoken agreement, and Feng Baobao said expressionlessly.

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and remained silent. He was not just powerful, he was ridiculously powerful!

His cultivation level was different from before, but he had no confidence in dealing with any of the three.

No wonder they dared to come after Ruan Feng, who had mastered one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques back then! (End of Chapter)