Chapter 387

Crack!

A bolt of lightning struck, startling several figures.

After the electric arc disappeared into the ground, the four old figures gathered around.

The leader had a sorrowful expression, looking at this vast white world, his heart also extremely bewildered.

"In the rumors, aren't ancient cave dwellings and great power ruins full of opportunities everywhere?"

"Except for a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and a few pieces of fourth-tier ore, we have gained nothing."

He said this, causing the other three brothers to nod involuntarily.

This ruin really didn't show any signs of opportunities.

The youngest old man said hesitantly: "Could it be that this place is just a resting place for a Soul Transformation great power, and there are no opportunities in itself?"

Great power cave dwellings also have different grades.

If it is a place where a great power operated for a long time during their lifetime, then naturally there are countless opportunities.

Techniques, divine weapons, medicinal materials, and spiritual treasures.

Perhaps, there might even be inheritance left behind.

But if it is just a resting place for a great power while traveling, it is naturally impossible to leave anything good behind.

It's a very simple truth.

When a Foundation Establishment cultivator flies outside and is occasionally tired, they open a cave to sleep for a night; would they deliberately leave countless treasures inside?

No way!

The current ancient ruin is very much like a similar situation.

The reason why there are some thousand-year-old medicinal herbs growing is just that after a long time, no one picked or destroyed them, so they grew naturally.

However, there is a different point.

The leading old man shook his head and said: "This place has palaces; even if it is a resting place, it must be a palace for a great power. Moreover, an ordinary resting place cannot form the landscape of the Nine Mountains of Leiji."

He said this, and the other three brothers couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Ordinary cave dwellings don't have such arrangements.

Small-scale duels between true disciples, or, for the bolder, battles between Jin Dan masters.

"Must be careful! Although I haven't seen many opportunities here, the danger is unimaginable. The lightning and thunder all over the sky, every bolt of lightning is far better than the outside world, and it is definitely not something we Foundation Establishment cultivators can easily resist."

Everyone nodded one after another.

Looking up at the sky, it was clearly cloudless and clear.

But it would abruptly explode with a few bolts of lightning from time to time.

They had rushed in with hundreds of Foundation Establishment rogue cultivators, and after nearly a year, they hadn't seen much harvest, but more and more people had fallen.

"Hey, look!"

An old man suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the distance.

There was a small group of palaces there, although in a semi-ruined state, it was steaming with spiritual energy.

A place of opportunity!

The other three's eyes lit up, and they flew over quickly.

Arriving outside the palace group, their footsteps couldn't help but stop.

Densely packed silver-white lightning was wrapped outside the ruined palaces, blocking their spiritual sense from peeping.

"The lightning power here is constantly disappearing; we don't have any restraining methods, so I'm afraid we have to wait for a while."

"No problem!"

"With buildings blocking it, maybe there will be residual resources inside; even if there aren't, picking a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs is not a wasted trip."

For a time, the four took out corresponding formations and first formed a formation to wait.

Time flowed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The lightning power of several small palaces had dissipated.

The four moved out one after another, collecting inside, and finally gained something.

Finally, only the great hall in the center remained.

Looking at the great hall shrouded in silver-white lightning, the four couldn't help but show expectation.

"I heard that the Jin Dan True Persons of the six sects joined forces to enter the depths of the ruin to explore, and even obtained several true artifacts; the harvest was truly significant!"

"Don't think about it; those places are not something we can covet at all. Have you forgotten the rumor that True Person Kaiyang of the Sword Sect killed thirty-two rogue cultivators with one sword?"

"For the sake of true artifacts, the Jin Dan of the six sects are all going to kill each other."

"That's true, even if there is an opportunity to condense the Nascent Soul here, it won't be our turn. It's a pity that the so-called opportunity to condense the core hasn't been discovered yet; that is the most suitable for us."

The four were chatting when suddenly the oldest one turned around.

Looking at the empty rear, he spoke hoarsely.

"Fellow Daoist, you have been peeping for so long; it's time to come out and meet!"

As he spoke.

Behind him, there was a faint shimmering light, and a light laugh sounded.

"It's not that I, Xiao, am sneaky; it's just that the reputation of you four old men of Liancang is too great, and I had to hide my tracks!"

The four old men of Liancang looked in the direction of the sound, and a man with a face like jade, dashing and handsome, holding a jade flute, appeared.

Seeing the jade flute in his hand, the four old men of Liancang couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

"Xiao the Rogue!"

"You are not leaning on red and cuddling green in the Hundred Flowers Immortal City; why did you run to Mount Leiji?"

"Peeping for so long, what is your intention?"

"This place was discovered by our four brothers first; please, Fellow Daoist Xiao, retreat quickly!"

Four voices were issued one after another.

Xiao the Rogue frowned. "No wonder no one wants to deal with you four old guys; one sentence after another, it sounds annoying."

The other three were just about to speak when the leader of the four old men of Liancang raised his hand to press it down.

He cleared his throat, his turbid eyes staring at him.

"Although our realm is not as good as yours, we are not afraid of you. First come, first served here; to avoid hurting harmony, you'd better retreat voluntarily."

Xiao the Rogue twitched the corners of his mouth.

Great power ruin, a place of opportunity!

How can there be a saying of first come, first served.

Moreover, what if the four join forces?

In his view, four people are no different from one person or one hundred people!

Just as he raised his jade flute, his expression suddenly changed.

When the four old men of Liancang were facing a great enemy, their expressions couldn't help but move.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and it was not just one person.

Before long, three figures appeared in front of them.

A sturdy old man with an iron sword on his back.

A pair of Daoist companions with murderous intent on their faces.

Xiao the Rogue raised an eyebrow. "Zuo Song of the Iron Sword Hall of Tianlan, the Netherworld Two Evils of Baiyun Immortal City; this place is really lively today!"

While he was speaking, the three also saw the situation here clearly.

Zuo Song's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously stopped his forward steps.

In this place, his realm was the lowest, equivalent to the four old men of Liancang, only at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment.

But the other party was four people joining forces, while he was alone!

And whether it was the Netherworld Two Evils or Xiao the Rogue, they were all famous rogue cultivator powerhouses in the ten great immortal cities.

Not only were they all at the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment, but each had their own unique methods.

In terms of reputation, it was not inferior to Chu Kui, the former rogue cultivator leader of Tianlan Immortal City.

Although now, because of Chu Kui's battle with the Jin Dan True Person, his fame seemed even greater.

It suppressed these people in one fell swoop.

But this was not a reason for him to look down on Xiao the Rogue and others.

He retreated, but the Netherworld Two Evils took a step further.

The man and woman ignored everyone else, their scorching gazes sweeping toward the only relatively intact great palace in the ruins.

"The power of thunder is so rich; it must be a place of opportunity!"

"My lady is absolutely right; we want this place, you guys get lost!"

Once these words were spoken, everyone else changed color.

The Netherworld Two Evils were truly too overbearing!

The Mount Leiji ruin had been open for nearly a year, and some of its laws had been explored by cultivators.

The richer the lightning, the more likely it is to contain great opportunities!

Even if the danger is doubled, in the face of opportunity, no one is willing to retreat.

It is said that the true artifacts obtained by the Jin Dan of the six sects were obtained in places where thunder and lightning intersected.

This group of ruined palaces had so much lightning gathered.

Even if there were no true artifacts, there would definitely be treasures left behind!

Moreover, this place was discovered by the four old men of Liancang first, and they had waited for more than half a month; how could they hand it over?

The four people, who were of one mind, stood together in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the Nether Evil sneered and twisted his wrist.

"Four old guys, want to die?"

The leader of the four old men of Liancang ignored his words and looked at Xiao the Rogue.

"Join forces to explore?"

Xiao the Rogue said without hesitation: "Can!"

The two sides, which were at daggers drawn before, formed an alliance in an instant.

In this way, the four old men of Liancang plus Xiao the Rogue completely suppressed the Netherworld Two Evils in terms of strength.

The Nether Evil's face was violent, and he was about to speak but was stopped by his companion, the Ghost Evil.

"Everyone, whether there are treasures inside is a matter of two opinions. If we fight until our heads are broken and bleeding now, and finally find that there is nothing inside, that would be a big joke."

The Ghost Evil was extremely beautiful, and her voice was quite pleasant.

Xiao the Rogue looked at her slender figure, his eyes shining with different colors. "Lady Ghost Evil is absolutely right; fighting and killing is really too scenery-spoiling, why not..."

"Xiao Yulang, if you look at my lady with that kind of eyes again, be careful I dig out your pair of eyes!" The Nether Evil said fiercely.

Xiao the Rogue smiled slightly, and the jade flute in his hand turned.

"Well, there is no need for us to quarrel like this. You must know that the longer the time is delayed, the more likely the six sects' cultivators will arrive."

"By that time, the opportunity here may have nothing to do with us."

"Why not join forces to break the formation?"

Once this proposal was made, the four old men of Liancang had no objections.

Zuo Song, who was hiding in the back, also nodded.

The Nether Evil was dissatisfied, but after being pulled by the Ghost Evil, he remained silent.

The Ghost Evil smiled: "Joining forces to break the formation is naturally possible. But what if there are treasures inside, but the quantity is not enough, what then?"

Xiao the Rogue raised an eyebrow. "Then, of course, those with virtue shall reside!"

What is virtue?

Those with strength are virtuous!

In other words, each according to their ability, each showing their skills; whoever grabs it is theirs.

The Ghost Evil smiled.

The Nether Evil also confidently approved of this answer.

For a time, the seven joined forces and walked toward the great palace where the lightning had not yet dissipated.

Walking halfway, Xiao the Rogue suddenly looked back: "Fellow Daoist Zuo, don't you want to explore the opportunity together? Maybe there will be an extra share for you?"

Zuo Song, who was originally hesitant, gritted his teeth and followed.

……

Inside the hall!

A pair of eyes opened suddenly!

At that moment, the gloomy great hall suddenly had white light appearing, like thunder and lightning!

After Luo Chen opened his eyes, feeling the state of his body, an uncertain expression appeared on his face.

Afterwards, he waved his hand and put some of the more valuable resources on the ground into his storage bag.

Over the past year, for the sake of body-refining, the resources containing spiritual energy in more than thirty storage bags were almost all consumed by him.

Even his spiritual power was now running out.

This was the reason for his uncertain expression.

His physique was now very, very strong!

Stronger than ever before!

He even felt that he could break a mountain with one punch.

However, the lack of spiritual energy in his body made him extremely uncomfortable.

Since he started practicing, he had almost never encountered such a situation.

Being accustomed to being full of spiritual energy, he was now extremely uncomfortable.

"'Heavenly Thunder Body-Refining Method' merged with 'Qi and Body from the Same Source', so that the spiritual power I accumulated for many years was all transformed into a terrifying blood and Qi."

"The immortal cultivation realm is still there, and re-cultivation should not be difficult. As for the strength realm, I am not sure now; it has diverged from the body-refining path taken by Wang Yuan, and it is difficult to judge."

"But overall, it is definitely more beneficial than harmful."

After a simple analysis of his current state, Luo Chen looked toward the back of the great hall.

He previously thought that the external lightning was constantly being drawn in because of him.

But now that he had stopped body-refining, there was still a steady stream of lightning pouring into this great hall.

Looking at it this way, the problem was not with him.

He stood up, took a step, and walked toward the back.

Before long, Luo Chen's eyes were dazzled.

There were flowers in his pupils!

"Could these be Lightning Ying?"

"No, it seems not just Lightning Ying!"

Luo Chen swallowed his saliva, looking at the pure white lightning flowers that looked like camellias.

Lightning Ying, fourth-tier mineral material!

Exclusively produced in places with abundant lightning power.

Even in a special place like the Nine Mountains of Leiji, it takes ten years to produce one portion.

Nine mountains, but only nine portions!

This thing is a must-have for Jin Dan cultivators to refine their natal magic treasures.

Without Lightning Ying, it is just an ordinary magic treasure, and the upper limit can only reach the middle-grade level at most.

And, it does not have growth potential!

Even if it is used as a natal magic treasure, after years of nourishment, it only increases its power, not its grade.

Only natal magic treasures with Lightning Ying added can increase their grade, and even one day, as the cultivator advances to Nascent Soul, the magic treasure can transform into a true artifact!

Even many Nascent Soul cultivators cannot possess a true artifact.

It can be seen how rare true artifacts are.

And in front of Luo Chen, there were eighteen Lightning Ying!

Moreover, it didn't seem to be the ordinary Lightning Ying that comes out every ten years.

Ordinary Lightning Ying, comes out every ten years, silver-white in color.

The eighteen Lightning Ying in front of him were pure white, with almost no impurities.

Thousand-year Lightning Ying?

Luo Chen took a deep breath, looking at the eighteen thousand-year Lightning Ying, constantly rubbing his hands.

It's a bit hard to start!

This thing can only be picked by Jin Dan True Persons.

It is said to involve spiritual sense and magic power.

Foundation Establishment cultivators don't have spiritual sense and magic power; they only have spiritual sense and spiritual power that have not yet fully transformed.

A clear and handsome young Daoist flew out from the Eighth Mountain.

Luo Chen stretched out his hand, looking at his slender palms.

Yes, slender.

Now he was quite thin, so his wide-framed palms also became extremely slender because of the lack of flesh and blood.

He used heavenly thunder to refine his body, and now this physique, even if it cannot absorb the spiritual energy in the lightning to refine Qi, can still easily master defense.

Just as Luo Chen intended to pick the thousand-year Lightning Ying himself.

His eyes suddenly paused under the pure white Lightning Ying in the innermost part.

A black ring was lying there quietly.

The faint magic treasure power covered by the breath of the thousand-year Lightning Ying on it would really not be discovered if one didn't pay attention.

Luo Chen reached out and summoned it.

Whoosh!

The black ring entered his body, charred on the surface, but after getting it, the powerful magic treasure breath bloomed instantly without the cover of Lightning Ying.

Luo Chen's eyelids jumped, and he blurted out.

"Top-grade magic treasure!"

He never expected that in this mine pit where Lightning Ying was born, there would be a ring that reached the top-grade magic treasure level.

Could this be the so-called opportunity?

The three elements of cultivation: aptitude, opportunity, and temperament!

Aptitude is first; it is both a threshold and an upper limit.

Opportunity is second; if you are lucky, a pig that gets an opportunity can also become an immortal ancestor.

Temperament is last; there are too many people who are persevering and unyielding who have fallen under low aptitude. Similarly, there are too many people with excellent aptitude who have failed because their temperament was too poor.

Of these three elements, the only thing Luo Chen possesses is the temperament of calculating everything and being unyielding.

Aptitude is too poor, all relying on temperament to make up for it.

These years of running around and worrying, isn't it just to smooth out the gap between his aptitude and other geniuses!

As for opportunity, he can be considered to have it; how can the system not be considered an opportunity?

However, this kind of opportunity of picking up a top-grade magic treasure while walking on the road is the first time he has encountered it.

However, after he injected his spiritual sense into the ring, he knew what kind of opportunity he had obtained.

"I thought it was some kind of attack and defense treasure; it turns out to be a storage ring!"

Looking at some small shovels and sand inside, Luo Chen already understood the purpose of this ring.

Just like in a mine where there are shovels and mine carts.

This ring is for holding Lightning Ying!

And its grade itself shouldn't be so high; it was purely because it fell next to the Lightning Ying, and after a thousand years of evolution, it naturally advanced to the top grade.

A thousand years of time, lightning never stops, so it barely reached the top grade.

It can be seen that its own material is not outstanding.

"However, it can be considered as meeting a pillow when sleepy!"

Luo Chen was still worried about how to pick the thousand-year Lightning Ying and how to store it properly.

Now there is nothing to worry about.

Without a word, he immediately recognized this ownerless space ring and named it the Leiji Treasure Ring.

Then he took out the special shovel from inside.

After taking it out, he discovered that this shovel was also a magic treasure!

Although it was only at the low-grade level.

But it was a genuine lightning magic treasure!

"What kind of existence is the owner of this place?"

"Not to mention cultivating so many Lightning Ying, the tools used for mining are all at the magic treasure level; it's too atmospheric!"

"And, this side seems to be relatively remote; if you go toward the center, I'm afraid there will be more good things."

Luo Chen remembered very clearly.

When he opened the gate, in order to avoid bumping into the subsequent cultivators, he deliberately chose the most remote direction to flee.

Finally, he discovered this small palace group in a semi-ruined state in the corner.

In this way, even if powerful cultivators enter this place later.

The key targets will be placed in those resource-rich central areas.

From the fact that no one has disturbed him for a year, his choice was undoubtedly wise and correct.

"Who cares who it is, let's mine first!"

No one would have thought that Dan Chenzi, who once fought a Jin Dan True Person, would do the first thing after waking up: mining!

Even if spiritual power is running out, under the powerful physique that Luo Chen doesn't even know what realm it is.

Luo Chen's mining work went exceptionally smoothly!

One thousand-year Lightning Ying after another, under his shovel, were pulled out from the mine pit and then put into the sand in the Leiji Treasure Ring.

That sand is not for nourishment, but for blocking.

The lightning power contained in Lightning Ying is too pure.

The lightning power contained in the thousand-year Lightning Ying is not even inferior to the tribulation lightning faced by Nascent Soul cultivators.

Without this special sand, if a tiny bit leaked out, ordinary storage magic tools and treasures would instantly shatter.

Now with this sand to assist, those Lightning Ying can be steadily stored in the Leiji Treasure Ring.

It took Luo Chen a day to finally complete the mining work.

His mind was a little tired, but Luo Chen was very happy.

With so many thousand-year Lightning Ying, if he succeeds in condensing the core in the future, he won't have to run around to search for this thing when refining his natal magic treasure.

Playing with the treasure ring in his hand, Luo Chen contentedly put it on his left index finger.

Good-looking and convenient!

Black lightning ring, white palms, looking a bit demonic.

Luo Chen thought for a while and poured all the resources piled up like a mountain in his storage bags into the Leiji Treasure Ring.

It is a top-grade magic treasure-level space ring after all!

The capacity is not comparable to these ordinary storage magic tools.

He packed five storage bags in a row, and it was still slightly empty.

As for the other storage bags he hadn't opened, it was not good to put them in.

The practice of space within space is extremely stupid.

It is easy to cause the two storage tools to conflict, thereby triggering an explosion.

Luo Chen still had this common sense.

After tidying up, Luo Chen took out the brocade white long shirt that Gu Caiyi bought for him back then and changed out of the fire-cloud Daoist robe that was already broken and had no defensive power.

Looking at the damaged fire-cloud Daoist robe, Luo Chen sighed.

Fighting Di Wanyun, although he successfully killed him and achieved an unimaginable record.

But in terms of payment and harvest, it was completely unequal.

In this battle, he lost the Thousand-Heavy Peak that had accompanied him for many years, the fire-cloud Daoist robe, and hundreds of second-tier thorn flower seeds.

Even the Zhouyou Eighteen Formation Disk, which had been repaired, collapsed after protecting him into this ruin.

Not to mention, in order to trigger the third-tier Violent Thunder Storm Formation, he spent five hundred middle-grade spirit stones!

Oh, and the Profound Ice Talisman, which is more precious than magic treasures; that is the real good stuff!

And the harvest?

Nothing!

The golden cloud magic treasure he coveted that could change at will was destroyed under the ten thousand thunder strikes.

"Simply a huge loss!"

"Never do this kind of killing across great realms again."

"Only a fool would do it!"

While muttering, Luo Chen walked out.

But after only two steps, his figure stopped.

Not just him!

In the great hall, the eight people who had just broken the formation also discovered Luo Chen's existence in the rear hall for the first time.

"Damn it!"

"Someone got there first!"

"Block the great hall, capture the other party!"

"Little thief, get out!"

Amidst the calls, a figure with rich murderous intent leaped and pounced toward the rear hall.

Inside the rear hall.

A fierce look flashed on Luo Chen's face.

Without any hesitation, with a thought, layers of pure white armor plates emerged and wrapped around his whole body.

The whole person turned into a white light and leaped out.

But in an instant.

The two figures discovered each other.

Neither stopped their speed and rushed toward each other.

The Nether Evil looked at the white figure, a ferocious look appearing on his face, his fists tightly clenched.

He was an existence with great success in evil-Qi body-refining!

This person actually wanted to collide with him head-on?

"Looking for death!"

With a low roar, he threw a punch.

A black demon tiger flew out from his fist gloves.

However, facing this move, the white figure ignored it and threw a punch as well.

Crack!

The demon tiger phantom collapsed instantly.

Passing by the Nether Evil, in his terrified gaze, he slapped out with one palm.

Majestic blood and Qi came, splitting mountains and rocks.

Mountain-Splitting and Monument-Breaking Palm!

The Nether Evil roared and deployed his defensive magic tool.

Boom!

After only one contact, he was sent flying several feet and blasted onto the hard palace wall.

A large area of lightning power permeated, and he was electrocuted a few more times.

He landed on the ground, turned into a rolling gourd, and stopped after rolling a few times.

"Husband, are you okay?"

The Ghost Evil rushed over from the side and helped him up.

When the Nether Evil raised his head, he saw the white figure killing into the encirclement of the four old men of Liancang.

"Leave him for me!"

"Get lost!"

That person gave a low drink, and a pair of flesh palms blasted out one after another, the majestic airflow forcing the four back.

Just at this time, a giant sword slashed down!

Magic treasure flying sword, great success sword-control technique, the power is almost not inferior to the Yuding sword cultivator!

However, facing this sword, the person ignored it and rushed at Zuo Song, the head of the Iron Sword Hall who was pinching the sword formula.

"Ignoring my sword-control technique like this, you are really looking for death... uh!"

Zuo Song lowered his head, looking at the big hole in his chest and abdomen, full of disbelief.

That sword of his, it hit!

That was a magic treasure flying sword!

In a trance, he seemed to remember the faintly appearing armor plates.

Protective Qi armor?

By this time, the white shadow had already passed everyone and was about to exit the palace gate.

On the side, Xiao the Rogue smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better stay!"

He opened his mouth to blow the flute and flicked his fingers.

A wisp of soul-stealing flute sound flew out!

This was his unique secret technique, stealing souls with sound!

He didn't care how many enemies there were; under his soul-attacking technique, anyone whose soul was lower than his could not resist.

Even if the soul foundation was stronger than his, it would be severely damaged.

By then, with seven people surrounding him, he would have no chance to escape.

However, the thing that shocked Xiao the Rogue appeared.

On the white figure, a black halo suddenly appeared.

With one ripple, it dissipated all the sound waves.

In just an instant, the figure left the great hall.

When the Netherworld Two Evils joined forces to rush out to search, there was no trace.

Xiao the Rogue walked to the door, his face pale, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

That was the injury caused by the backlash of the soul-stealing flute sound.

Looking at the empty outside, his mind was shaken, his face dazed.

"Who exactly was that? He actually treated us eight as nothing, saying he would leave, without stopping for a moment."

"Is it a Jin Dan cultivator?"

No one answered him.

Because even if it were a Jin Dan cultivator, it would be impossible to leave so easily under their joint efforts!

They were not nameless people.

Even the weakest Zuo Song was a sect leader, not weaker than a great sect's true disciple.

But the final result was one dead, two injured.

Even Zuo Song's Songyang Iron Sword was snatched away by the other party.

Just as Xiao the Rogue was shocked, a majestic murderous intent suddenly surged from behind.

"Despicable!"

The four old men of Liancang actually attacked Xiao the Rogue together, with four magic treasures hitting him.

The Netherworld Two Evils' faces changed slightly, and they retreated wildly.

"Husband, let's withdraw first!"

This time the Nether Evil didn't try to be brave; he had a head-on collision with the mysterious person in the great hall and was now injured, so he was indeed not suitable for fighting.

Regardless of Xiao the Rogue fighting the four old men alone, the Netherworld Two Evils flew back immediately.

But before leaving, the Nether Evil grinned and threw a punch.

Xiao the Rogue, who was being besieged by the four old men, had evil Qi enter his body, as if hit hard.

"Despicable and shameless, no one should think of living!"

Xiao the Rogue screamed miserably, and layers of sound waves spread out.

The four old men of Liancang focused on the battle, determined to kill him, otherwise they would really have earned nothing today, which would be a loss!

A battle between top rogue cultivators unfolded.

And several dozen miles away, the white light paused.

Luo Chen stopped, feeling the strength of his physique and the protective Qi armor comparable to a defensive magic treasure, he showed a look of surprise.

"It seems they are weaker than I imagined?"

"No!"

"It should be that I have become stronger!"

"This body, and my speed..."

While muttering, Luo Chen's mind moved, and a pair of fiery red wings stretched out from behind his shoulder blades, with silver-white electric light faintly permeating them.

The Blazing Cloud Wings seemed to have undergone a transformation.

The grade had reached the top-grade level!

"If I were to face Di Wanyun now, even without the help of the Violent Thunder Storm Formation, the odds of winning should be three to seven!"

After muttering, Luo Chen put away the Blazing Cloud Wings and flew toward the outside.

He didn't intend to go to the center of the ruin.

Opportunities are always for those who are prepared.

Now this ruin was clearly in the eyes of the six sects of Yuding.

Even the leading figures among the rogue cultivators just now were forced to the remote corners.

It can be seen how fierce the fighting is in the central area.

Now his physique is strong, but he hasn't mastered any strength-based killing moves, purely relying on his body to fight.

The spells he is best at cannot be cast at will because of the thin spiritual power.

In this state, if he still dared to fight for opportunities, that would be purely looking for death.

Leaving is the wisest choice.

Without using the remaining spiritual power, Luo Chen unfolded the great-perfection light-gong "Carefree Travel" and left quickly.

Along the way, hiding his figure, few people could discover him.

However, he did see scenes of fighting everywhere.

Fewer rogue cultivators, more sect disciples.

"The war, hasn't it ended yet?"

"Or is it just changing places, changing forms, and still continuing?"

While muttering, Luo Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped.

A great battle was taking place ahead.

And both sides of the battle were "acquaintances" he knew!

"It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

Luo Chen's eyes were cold, the illusory wings behind him unfolded slightly, one hand holding a sword, and the other hand showing pure white armor plates like a Peng bird's claws!

(End of this chapter)