Chapter 520: The Demonic Sect is Destroyed, Order is in Chaos

On the deck filled with the smell of blood, everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Because of Luo Chen's silence, this large boat became extremely quiet.

Sea of Demons and Monsters!

Suddenly hearing these three words, Luo Chen directly associated them with the North Sea cultivation world of the five continents of the Shanhai Realm.

Without any other reason, the sacred ground that controls the North Sea cultivation world is an out-and-out demonic sect.

During the years he cultivated on Heavenly Lan Peak, Luo Chen read quite a few books.

Among them, cultivation methods and secret techniques were the most numerous, which helped increase strength.

Then there were biographies of figures related to the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world; after all, one has to go out when mixing in that continent. It was fine when the realm was low, but once reaching the Golden Core stage, it was impossible to always curl up in one region. In case of going out and provoking someone who shouldn't be provoked, that would be an unprovoked disaster.

And besides that, he also read quite a few travelogues and strange records about the world.

In those classics that recorded the customs of various places, there was a systematic overview of the Shanhai Realm.

There were few records of those remote, dangerous, and even forbidden lands, but the descriptions of the five continents were definitely the top priority.

Especially the hegemonic existences that control the five continents!

Eastern Wasteland Mingyuan Sect, Southern Frontier Life and Death Gate, Western Desert Hanging Temple, North Sea Yuanmo Sect, Central Plains Heavenly Origin Dao Sect.

Of these five continents, the Central Plains had been completely controlled by the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect, and there were no more natural disasters or man-made disasters, demons, monsters, or ghosts; it was a true human cultivation sacred ground in the world!

It is rumored that in the three thousand years since the ancient times of the Shanhai Realm, all those who ascended came from the Central Plains!

It was precisely because of this.

Every year, from the four continents, I don't know how many peerless geniuses rush to the Central Plains, seeking the opportunity to ascend.

As for the other four continents?

The Eastern Wasteland has the million great wild mountains eyeing it covetously; after the ancient war and the three thousand years of opening up today, they have only occupied thirty-six regions, and it is unknown how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, peak-grade spiritual veins are hidden in the depths of the wild mountains.

It was precisely because of this that the Eastern Wasteland hegemon, the Mingyuan Sect, was very happy to support the large and small sects below.

Once a new Nascent Soul upper sect was born, they would try their best to mediate the contradictions between the new upper sect and the local old-brand sects, making them stop fighting and instead transfer the contradictions to the outside, launching opening-up wars against the million great mountains time and time again.

Once a new Nascent Soul sect is born, they also try their best to mediate the conflicts between the new sect and the local established sects, stopping them from fighting and instead shifting the conflict outward, time and again inciting wars of expansion against the Million Great Mountains.

By comparison, the Southern Frontier is very mysterious.

That Life and Death Gate is proficient in all kinds of insect arts!

The way of insects is an external object, not very strange in itself.

But the Life and Death Gate combined insects with cultivation methods, deriving the way of insect cultivation.

These insects are called Spirit Insects!

Spirit Insects are extremely mysterious; during battle, they are hard to guard against.

Even if one is extremely vigilant, with a little carelessness, cultivators are very easy to fall into the trap.

Therefore, even if they are strong people who are very interested, if they are not locals of the Southern Frontier, they are not willing to travel there.

So, it led to the Southern Frontier having the least news among the five continents of the Shanhai Realm, and over time, ordinary cultivators avoided talking about it, becoming increasingly mysterious.

External cultivators are not good at evaluating Southern Frontier cultivators, only giving a warning to have less contact.

The Western Desert has a lot to say.

Hanging Temple, one hears it and knows it is a Buddhist sacred ground.

There are also mostly monks inside.

However, unlike ordinary Buddhist forces with many people and great power, the monks of the Hanging Temple itself are not very many, and it is rumored that they have maintained the scale of 108 high monks all year round.

But if one underestimates the Hanging Temple because of this, that would be a big mistake!

Because, although the monks of the Hanging Temple itself are few, it doesn't mean their strength is weak. Because the entire Western Desert is full of Buddhist sects!

And those Buddhist sects all have inextricable connections with the Hanging Temple.

It can even be said that the Buddhist powerhouses of the entire Shanhai Realm are basically connected to the Hanging Temple.

The Eastern Wasteland cultivation world's Buddhist sect is not prosperous, but it also has the Tianji Chan Sect lineage!

That late-stage Nascent Soul Monk Hui Ping is rumored to have been one of the 108 monks of the Hanging Temple back then.

Finally, we come to the North Sea cultivation world!

The North Sea is boundless, and its resources are rich, surpassing the Shanhai Realm; even the million great mountains of the Eastern Wasteland, known for their brilliant treasures, cannot compare to the North Sea!

People only hear about the resources of the North Sea circulating to the other four continents, but never hear about the North Sea actively seeking cultivation resources from the other four continents.

People in the world have only heard of resources from the North Sea flowing to the other four continents; they have never heard of the North Sea actively seeking cultivation resources from the other four continents.

The two are separated by billions of miles, and they could still be transported to the Eastern Wasteland, which shows the richness of the North Sea's resources.

And under these abundant resources, what it represents is countless risks and crises.

Because, in the boundless ocean, there are also boundless demonic beasts and sea monsters.

Among them, the powerful ones can contend with Soul Transformation powerhouses!

Such a place, if changed to an ordinary sect, simply couldn't suppress it.

Fortunately, the sect stationed in the North Sea is not a righteous sect that believes in being kind to others.

But a demonic sect known as the head of the world's demonic sects—the Yuanmo Sect!

Inside, there are countless demonic arts and evil techniques, and the disciples are all ruthless, cruel, and cold, and the superiors are even more overbearing.

The entire sect believes in the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest.

Not only is it like this to the outside, but even to the inside, there are often terrifying "Bloody Trials" held.

Therefore, those who can stand out from the Yuanmo Sect are all demonic heads and evil lords.

In this way, the North Sea area has countless great demons, and great demons are also rampant, and over time, this North Sea was given a unique nickname by the other four continents—the Sea of Demons and Monsters!

"I, Luo Chen, a truly kind person, actually fell into such a dangerous place?"

Even though he had made enough psychological preparations before, Luo Chen was still somewhat dazed.

In the midst of his contemplation, the hearts of the black-faced man and others kept sinking.

Just hearing the names of the Du Feiyan Archipelago and the North Sea, why did this Golden Core cultivator have such a reaction.

Associating it with the feat of burning and destroying ten thousand sea snakes with one move he showed earlier, especially that bizarre green-red flame... a thought suddenly emerged in the black-faced man's heart.

Could it be, is the other party a remnant of the Yuanmo Sect?

He finally couldn't hold back.

"Supreme, although the Du Feiyan Archipelago has been managed by the Li Canghai Alliance for thirty years, the people here are still loyal to the Yuanmo Sacred Sect!"

A sentence without beginning or end.

Luo Chen frowned, withdrew his thoughts, and looked at him coldly: "What is your name?"

Under that cold gaze, the black-faced man's heart trembled.

Asking for his name...

"I, I..."

"Hmm?" Luo Chen stared at him, revealing a dangerous flavor: "I saved your boat full of people, and you won't even tell me your name? You really think this seat is easy to get along with?"

Plop!

The black-faced man knelt on the ground, kowtowing in panic.

"Supreme, calm your anger, Supreme, calm your anger."

"The junior is Cheng Cheng Haichang, my lowly name is not worth mentioning; I didn't say it before, really because I was afraid of dirtying Supreme's ears!"

Luo Chen shook his head, a sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

In his view, how could this Cheng Cheng Haichang have a 3rd-layer Foundation Establishment realm, which could be a hegemon in the Great River Market, and even a leader-level figure in the Heavenly Lan Immortal City.

Meeting a Golden Core cultivator, even if he wasn't neither humble nor arrogant, he shouldn't be so humble.

Just some inquiries, why be so lowly?

Suddenly.

Luo Chen vaguely realized something.

Perhaps, this is the style formed over hundreds or thousands of years under the rule of the demonic sect in the North Sea cultivation world.

The lower status must absolutely obey the higher status!

After all, demonic powerhouses really have the temperament of drawing swords at the slightest disagreement.

Even, those with inferior character don't even need to speak; if they don't like the look of someone, with the cultivation gap, they will just rob them.

After all, the term "robber cultivator" originated from the North Sea cultivation world.

But if it was absolute obedience

Regarding this question, Luo Chen did not press further.

He only needed to understand enough information now and could distinguish and judge the specifics himself; the deeper he asked, the easier it would be to expose his identity as an outsider.

Unless he killed everyone on this ship afterward.

But he, Luo Chen, was not a true arch-fiend; how could he be so devoid of humanity?

"Cheng Cheng Haichang, is it? Raise your head and look at me!"

Cheng Cheng Haichang stopped kowtowing; his forehead was covered in red marks, showing how fierce his previous kowtows had been, causing slight injuries even to the marrow-cleansed physique of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He looked at Luo Chen in terror, but what met his eyes was no longer coldness, but a pair of kind and gentle eyes.

The feeling was as if he had met the old clan leader who had personally taught him his lessons back in the day.

Before him, he had no secrets, nor did he need to have any.

After all, that was a relative who treated him like a beloved grandson.

"Next, I ask, you answer."

"Yes, Cheng Haichang will tell everything he knows without reservation!"

Luo Chen's eyes were deep and dark, his voice clear and cold: "What power do you all belong to?"

"The Cheng family of Black Swan Island, belonging to one of the thirty-six islands of the Flying Swallow Archipelago, ruled by the emerging power, the Vast Sea Alliance."

"Do you have a detailed map on you?"

"I do."

"Give it to me!"

Cheng Cheng Haichang obediently took out a well-preserved map and respectfully handed it to Luo Chen.

As he took it, it felt smooth and slippery, much like fish skin.

Luo Chen unfolded the map, looking at the dense terrain on it, and then, under Cheng Cheng Haichang's guidance, his finger landed on a region in the far bottom right corner.

There, a tiny sea swallow seemed to be about to spread its wings and fly high.

A small black dot was marked in the most remote part of the sea swallow's wing; that was the location of the Cheng family's ancestral land on Black Swan Island.

From the point to the area, and then looking back, the area of the Flying Swallow Archipelago seemed quite large.

And on the entire map, there were countless places marked in detail that were even larger than the Flying Swallow Archipelago.

People in the world say the North Sea is boundless and vast.

Now, the map obtained from just one Foundation Establishment cultivator confirmed this point.

At least in Luo Chen's view, the Million Great Mountains of the Eastern Wasteland, even if not yet conquered, would likely not be as vast as the North Sea even if thoroughly explored.

Because, on the edges of the entire map, there were still many unknown sea areas marked.

While asking questions, Luo Chen compared them with the map.

"What is the number of cultivators of each realm in the Cheng family?"

"What is the overall level of cultivators in the Flying Swallow Archipelago, and are there any Core Formation cultivators stationed there?"

"What level of power is this Vast Sea Alliance, and why have I never heard of it before?"

Cheng Cheng Haichang answered one by one, truly doing his best to tell everything he knew without reservation.

And when he blurted out, "The Vast Sea Alliance, the Holy Land of the North Sea," Luo Chen's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Are you joking? Isn't the Holy Land of the North Sea the Yuanmo Sect?"

Cheng Cheng Haichang said sincerely, "A hundred years ago, the North Sea was in chaos. The Yuanmo Sect's mountain gate, the Heaven of the Arctic Night Demon, was besieged by hundreds of millions of sea demons, and several ancient demons at the Soul Transformation level personally took action, completely crushing it."

"Nonsense!" Luo Chen still couldn't believe it. "That Heaven of the Arctic Night Demon is known as the most impregnable forbidden land in the world, backed by the Sea of Sinking that was born a thousand years ago, and guarded on both sides by the Meta-Magnetic Aurora. How could it fall to the point of being besieged?"

"This junior does not know; I only know that in that battle, the heavens were overturned and the ocean boiled. Even Soul Transformation existences fell within it."

Luo Chen's mind was inexplicably shocked.

Soul Transformation existences, fell?

This was simply a huge joke.

Soul Transformation powerhouses are existences that can directly ascend, known as reserve immortals.

Could they also fall?

He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Then what is going on with the Vast Sea Alliance?"

Cheng Cheng Haichang said without hesitation, "The Vast Sea Alliance is a power personally established by a great expert surnamed Li after the chaos in the North Sea. It is rumored that although this person came from the Yuanmo Sect in his early years, he is upright and different from the demonic paths. He did not want to see the human race of the North Sea become food for sea demons, so he established the alliance, only seeking for the human race to connect the islands and form arrays to protect themselves. The Vast Sea Alliance is also known as the Vast Sea Righteous Alliance!"

"Vast Sea Alliance? Connect islands and form arrays?"

"Yes, that great expert is different from the powerhouses of the Yuanmo Sect and is extremely proficient in the way of arrays. As long as one acknowledges being a part of the Vast Sea Alliance, they will selflessly pass down miraculous great arrays to connect the archipelagoes, thereby blocking the sea demons from landing."

Luo Chen felt a headache.

So much information instantly shattered his fixed impression of the North Sea.

The new North Sea landscape left him with a thousand thoughts, and he had no idea where to start dealing with it.

He only knew that the original ruler had fallen, and the order, which was not very good under the rule of the demonic sect, had once been on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, a human great expert personally took action, turned the tide, and established a new order.

Although it also looked precarious.

However, even a fragile order is still an order. Luo Chen was a person with extremely strong adaptability; order meant there were laws to follow. As long as he adapted, he could be like a fish in water.

If it were truly a place without order, he would have to consider finding a remote place to cultivate painstakingly and grind out his realm.

Fighting was not what Luo Chen desired!

Rubbing his forehead, Luo Chen closed his eyes for a moment.

Waving his hand, he walked toward the depths of the cabin.

"Return to the voyage; take me to Black Swan Island."

On the deck, Cheng Cheng Haichang, who had been kneeling before, suddenly shook, as if waking up from some kind of confusion.

He turned his head to look; his other companions were still dazed and stunned.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be terrified.

"It really is the behavior of a fiend, using soul-bewitching illusions at every turn!"

While terrified, he hurriedly used a heart-clearing technique to wake up his companions who had been affected.

A moment later, everyone on the deck looked extremely horrified.

The eldest, Cheng Ji, wanted to control the demon-hunting ship to return, but before leaving, he still couldn't stop a spiritual sense transmission.

"Cheng Haichang, bringing such a fiend back to the family, will there be big trouble?"

"I don't know if there will be big trouble, but if we don't set sail now, we will be the ones to die!" Cheng Cheng Haichang was very irritable and waved his hand, "Besides, our Black Swan Cheng family is just a mere Foundation Establishment family; that superior probably won't look down on us."

Cheng Ji asked again, "He just asked for your name personally and is proficient in soul-bewitching techniques. Do you think he might be good at the Yuanmo Sect's curse-killing technique?"

In an instant, Cheng Cheng Haichang's face turned snow-white.

He swallowed his saliva, "Probably not. Why would he need to use a costly curse-killing technique to kill me? A wave of his hand would suffice."

That was true.

Cheng Ji nodded, looking at the deck of the cabin covered in corpses, sorrow appearing in his eyes.

"I'll go drive the ship first; you all clean up!"

Although sorrowful, he also looked accustomed to such things.

After he left, Cheng Cheng Haichang also fell into silence.

Under the gaze of several younger members, he suddenly took out the white long banner from his storage bag, his expression suddenly fierce.

"With so many souls, they cannot be wasted; at least let these people and demons die for a purpose."

As he spoke, the long banner was fully unfurled!

Streams of ghost energy gushed out from it.

The deck, previously covered in blood, suddenly echoed with wails, and the remnants of sea snakes, mortals, and even the souls of Cheng family cultivators were all collected into the white long banner.

Because of the influx of these souls, the spiritual light on the white banner became even richer.

Observing its grade, it had already reached the top-grade level, just one step away from the magic treasure grade.

In the cabin, Luo Chen silently watched the water mirror in front of him. Cheng Cheng Haichang's actions were all in his eyes, including his simple spiritual sense transmission conversation with the old man, which could not escape his powerful spiritual sense.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator, who was previously submissive and had no bottom line, turned around and ignored the kinship of his clan, collecting their souls into that soul banner.

Such behavior truly displayed the four words "fickle and capricious" to the fullest.

"Is this the way of survival for North Sea cultivators?"

Luo Chen muttered. Seeing the leaf and knowing autumn, observing the small to see the large, a simple person allowed him to slightly perceive the atmosphere of the North Sea cultivation world.

And he also understood why the other party was so terrified when he asked for his name earlier, not even daring to speak directly despite the risk of angering him.

"Curse-killing technique?"

"It seems the Yuanmo Sect does indeed have a strange technique called the Seven-Gang Curse-Life Technique."

"It is complicated to cultivate, costly, and requires knowing the enemy's real name. However, the power of this technique is equally extraordinary; even without seeing the person, separated by ten thousand miles, one can decide life and death with a single word."

"In that case, if I am to walk in the North Sea, I must carefully consider my name and background."

Muttering to himself, Luo Chen did not remove the Water Mirror Technique.

Although his magic power had been entirely converted to fire-attribute magic power due to the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra," making other techniques less effective.

But low-tier techniques like the Water Mirror Technique were still easy.

He had long since cultivated this technique to the Great Perfection, and the "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" was rooted in his eyes, unaffected in the slightest.

Especially since he was deep in the ocean, containing rich water-attribute spiritual energy.

He only needed to slightly circulate his cultivation method, and before converting the attribute, he could condense the Water Mirror Technique and maintain it for a long time.

Other low-tier techniques, if there was a suitable environment and high proficiency, could also barely be done this way.

But as for what extent he could achieve, Luo Chen still had to find time to experiment properly.

Otherwise, if he subconsciously used techniques he was previously proficient in during future battles and couldn't use them, that would be a big problem!

Thoughts flowed in his heart, the Water Mirror Technique monitored every corner of the ship, and Luo Chen closed his eyes, his spiritual sense spreading over his whole body.

It was time to count the harvest!

Just now on the ocean, he had burned and refined tens of thousands of first-tier sea snakes with the Withered-Prosperous True Fire, and the vitality absorbed was simply boundless.

Although the quality was not enough, the quantity was truly terrifying.

Just by sensing it slightly, Luo Chen couldn't help but grin.

"This North Sea, known as the Sea of Demons, might just be my land of opportunity!"

(End of chapter)