Chapter 1088: Destruction of the Era

Inside the secret chamber.

Luo Chen flipped his wrists, pressed his palms together, sat cross-legged, and heavy heat rose from his entire body.

His figure looked thin, but his exposed body was full of knotted muscles; just sitting there, he was like a towering mountain.

Within that mountain, there was an extremely suppressed aura, as if it could erupt at any moment.

The whole person looked like a volcano about to erupt at any time!

And inside his body, beneath his tightly sealed Purple Mansion, a large number of bright red blood beads had accumulated at some unknown time.

These blood beads looked like fresh blood, but upon closer inspection, they were actually thousands of strands of energy intertwined and fused together, with their power compressed to the extreme.

If an ordinary martial artist saw this scene, they would surely be dumbfounded.

This was because every single blood bead was condensed from a large amount of pure Dan-energy, completely capable of forming a Dan and generating Gang-energy on its own, evolving into a body furnace!

Yet at this moment, there were already thirty-six blood beads inside Luo Chen's body, and he still hadn't chosen to take that step.

If he were to use this as a foundation to take the third step of body refinement, the horror of it would be unimaginable.

However, Luo Chen was still not satisfied!

Thirty-six is the number of the celestial cycle, but it was not Luo Chen's limit.

He still had a large amount of source blood that had not been transformed.

Since he had decided to switch to the path of Qi and blood, he had to lay the most perfect foundation.

"Transforming thirty-six Dan-seeds in half a year is a gratifying progress. But thirty-six Dan-seeds already form a system of their own; if I were to condense new ones, it might disrupt the existing system. My body is strong enough, but if the circulation of Dan-seeds in my body is broken, it will inevitably lead to a backlash."

"I must find a better way to solve this hidden danger."

As the thought arose, Luo Chen woke up from his meditative state.

He blinked and calmly got up to leave the training room.

Arriving in the inner room, Jing Lan had already prepared a medicinal bath, and Luo Chen stepped directly into it.

In the hot water, there was a large amount of boiled medicinal liquid, which was now seeping through his skin pores into Luo Chen's body, repairing the many hidden injuries from his drift here.

After a while, when the water in the wooden barrel became clear, Luo Chen ended the medicinal bath.

The subsequent matters were handled by the servants, and Luo Chen casually threw on a wide outer robe and came to the study.

Pushing open the window, the silver-clad scenery outside came into view, which was refreshing.

Luo Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened a book at random.

He had already read most of the books borrowed from the City Lord's Mansion, and the information regarding the three great natural disasters he wanted to understand was already firmly memorized.

The so-called three great natural disasters were peculiar natural phenomena summarized by the powerful martial artists of this world.

The Heavenly Wind seemed to only affect mortals, but in reality, it was equally dangerous to martial artists; it was just that the danger hung over their heads.

Whenever the Heavenly Wind blew, there would be incomparably violent Gang-winds sweeping across the high sky. Such Gang-winds would even tear through space, causing terrifying spatial rifts that even the Flawless Golden Body of a fourth-stage body refinement expert could not withstand!

As for the danger of the Ghost Rain, Luo Chen had already understood it long ago.

The freezing cold was secondary; the most dangerous thing was the Ghost Nightmare that accompanied the Ghost Rain.

Even a powerful martial artist with a will as firm as iron could potentially lose themselves under the erosion of the Ghost Nightmare.

As for the final Mist of Destruction?

The records in the classics were not very detailed, but a few sparse words made Luo Chen's whole body feel cold.

[The great mist fills the air, destroying everything!]

The Mist of Destruction occurs once every ten thousand years, and each time it is inevitably accompanied by the appearance of a large number of Chaos Beasts, devouring all living things in its path, with an indefinite duration.

Every twelve times, or about one era, a larger-scale Mist of Destruction would appear, which was an existence capable of destroying everything!

Whenever an era transitions, the era of Great Destruction arrives.

The origin of the name of the Great Destruction Realm in this world is derived from this.

When Luo Chen learned this news, his ancient, calm Dao heart even trembled a little.

He did not know what kind of power the Mist of Destruction possessed, but whether it was the so-called Chaos Beasts that could devour all living things described in the classics, or the era of Great Destruction that could destroy the world, it was enough to make one understand the horror of such natural disasters.

Luo Chen wanted to learn more information, but unfortunately, the records about this were too scarce.

This might be related to the fact that the lifespans of people in this world were too short!

From another classic, Luo Chen roughly understood the lifespan situation of body refinement cultivators in this world.

Although the path of body refinement in this world was preserved quite completely, and one could even cultivate to the high levels of the fifth and sixth stages of body refinement, the increase in lifespan was far inferior to that of the Shanhai Realm.

The first and second stages of body refinement hardly increased lifespan significantly.

Only upon reaching the third stage of body refinement, the Furnace Realm, would the lifespan increase to barely around three hundred years, which was completely inferior to the five-hundred-year limit of the Shanhai Realm.

According to rumors, even the Flawless Realm only had a lifespan of eight hundred years!

And even those eight hundred years were rarely lived to the end, because the path of body refinement, whether in cultivation or combat, focused on the physical body; one careless move could damage the origin of the body, leading to a reduction in lifespan.

This was completely different from Qi-refining cultivation. Although Qi-refining cultivation also relied on the physical body, after reaching a high realm, the origin focused on magic power and the primordial spirit. Even if the physical body was injured, it would not overly affect the limit of one's lifespan.

From this point of view, the reason for the scarcity of records regarding the Mist of Destruction could also be explained.

Experts lived too short a time, and there was the era of Great Destruction that destroyed everything, which naturally led to a break in history.

Luo Chen even privately believed that the information he had learned was likely half-true and half-false, with many omissions.

At the very least, when did the last Mist of Destruction appear?

And which of the twelve natural disasters within an era did it belong to?

Luo Chen had not found any of this information.

Of course, regarding these things, Luo Chen quickly returned to calm after the initial fluctuation of his Dao heart.

He would take precautions, but worrying about the sky falling was definitely not his personality.

Even if he really encountered the era of Great Destruction that occurred once in an era, he would definitely try every possible way to survive!

And strength was the bargaining chip to deal with everything!

Luo Chen calmly opened "Yixian Notes." The act, which was originally intended to pass the time, drew his attention deeper as he read.

"Could it be a fellow traveler?!"

Luo Chen's eyes shone with brilliance, and his attention was quite focused.

This copied "Yixian Notes" actually recorded the life experiences of a person named "Xiao Lan."

This person, like Luo Chen, was a cultivator!

He came from an ancient cultivation world called [Tianhe], and his realm before death had reached the unimaginable Void Refinement stage.

That was the Void Refinement stage, where one condenses the Dharma form and refines the spirit to return to the void!

Yet unexpectedly, an existence as powerful as this would also end up drifting to this world due to a battle.

And what surprised Luo Chen the most was that even someone as strong as Xiao Lan could not successfully leave the Great Destruction Realm after healing his injuries and recovering his Void Refinement realm.

At the peak of the nine heavens, it was filled with terrifying Gang-winds and explosive thunder, enough to tear apart any physical body and destroy any primordial spirit. There were even chaotic and broken laws of the Great Dao filling the space; even when Xiao Lan unfolded his Dharma form and displayed his divine abilities, he only ended up being seriously injured and falling again.

Later, Xiao Lan tried several more times until he was completely defeated and forced to give up.

He began to settle down in the Great Destruction Realm, establishing Yixian City, propagating his bloodline... until his lifespan was nearing its end, Xiao Lan, still unwilling to give up, chose to abandon everything and leave quietly, just to find a glimmer of hope to leave the Great Destruction Realm.

Attached to these "Yixian Notes" were some cultivation insights for high-level Qi refining, as if the other party was verifying his past assumptions out of frustration, including the method of condensing the Dharma form.

But unfortunately, these cultivation insights, which were extremely precious in the cultivation world, were worthless in this Great Destruction Realm without spiritual energy, so much so that they were placed on the most inconspicuous first floor of the library by the descendants of the Xiao family.

"A thousand years have passed; I wonder if this senior found a way out?"

If he got out, that would be fine; as long as he could return to the Void Refinement stage, his lifespan would reach five thousand years, and he could still attempt to go further.

If he failed, then he must have already vanished into smoke!

Luo Chen recorded these cultivation insights word by word while imagining the ending of Senior Xiao Lan, his heart filled with sympathy for a fellow traveler in the same predicament.

As for these cultivation insights, they were actually equally useless to Luo Chen at the moment.

But he always held a hope of leaving this world in his heart; if he really got out, these cultivation insights would come in handy.

During the recording process, Luo Chen inevitably thought that there must be more cultivators like Xiao Lan and himself in the Great Destruction Realm. Among them, there must be those who were disheartened; if he had the chance, could he obtain some profound cultivation methods from them?

But immediately, Luo Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Whether he could leave was one thing; what was the point of going to such lengths to collect these things?

The nine-heaven Gang-winds, soul-shaking thunder, and the mysterious broken laws of the Great Dao recorded by Xiao Lan were definitely not something he could face directly now.

Luo Chen even doubted whether, even if he relied on the path of body refinement to cultivate to the God-Seeing Realm capable of breaking the void, he could break free from the shackles of this world.

After all, this world had no spiritual energy, no spiritual opportunity, and even the world consciousness and heavenly laws were incomplete!

Outside the study, hurried footsteps sounded.

Before long, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Luo, the Young City Lord is here to pay a visit!"

Luo Chen's pen stopped, and he frowned slightly, but as if thinking of something, it smoothed out in an instant.

"Please invite him over!"

Jing Lan left hurriedly, and before long, two sets of footsteps were heard outside the door again.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Xiao Feng, clutching his folding fan, appeared before Luo Chen.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Luo Chen asked proactively: "Is it about the martial arts duel to determine the master?"

Xiao Feng was startled: "How did you know it was about this, Senior?"

Luo Chen stood up, looked at the white snow outside the window, and said calmly: "Spring is coming, and at such a critical juncture, this is the only thing that would make you come to me."

Xiao Feng took a deep breath and bowed to Luo Chen's back: "Please, Senior, lend me a hand!" ===== CHAPTER 1091 =====