Chapter 520: The Demon Sect Has Been Destroyed, Order is in Chaos

On the deck filled with the smell of blood, no one dared to breathe loudly.

Because of Luo Chen's silence, this giant ship became extremely quiet.

Demon Sea!

Suddenly hearing these three words, Luo Chen immediately associated them with the Northern Sea cultivation world of the Wuzhou of the Shanhai Realm.

Without another reason, the Northern Sea was also known as the Demon Sea!

The reason for this alias stemmed from the fact that the sacred ground controlling the Northern Sea cultivation world was an out-and-out demonic sect.

In the years of quiet cultivation at Tianlan Peak, Luo Chen read quite a few books.

Among them, cultivation techniques and secret manuals were the most numerous, helping to increase strength.

Then there were biographies of figures related to the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world; after all, mixing in that continent, one always had to go out. It was fine when the realm was low, but at the Golden Core stage, it was naturally impossible to always curl up in one domain. If one went out and provoked someone they shouldn't provoke, that would be an unprovoked disaster.

And apart from that, he also read quite a few travelogues and strange tales about the world.

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

There are few records of those remote, dangerous, or even forbidden desperate lands, but the description of the Wuzhou is absolutely the top priority.

Especially the hegemonic existences controlling the Wuzhou!

Eastern Wasteland Mingyuan Sect, Southern Border Life-Death Gate, Western Desert Hanging Temple, Northern Sea Yuanmo Sect, Central Plains Tianyuan Dao Sect.

Of these Wuzhou, the Central Plains had been completely controlled by the Tianyuan Dao Sect, with no more natural or man-made disasters, demons, or ghosts, making it a true sacred ground for human cultivation 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 other four continents, countless peerless geniuses would rush to the Central Plains, seeking that opportunity for ascension.

As for the other four continents?

The Eastern Wasteland had a million wild mountains eyeing it covetously; after the ancient war and the opening up of the past three thousand years, they only occupied thirty-six domains, and it was unknown how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, top-grade spiritual veins were hidden deep in the wilderness.

It was precisely because of this that the Eastern Wasteland hegemon, the Mingyuan Sect, was very happy to support the small and medium 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, letting them stop fighting and instead transfer the contradictions to the outside, launching opening wars against the million great mountains time and time again.

If one didn't look at the infighting and scheming within the Eastern Wasteland cultivators, just from a macro level, the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world could be considered united and consistent in major matters.

By comparison, the Southern Border was very mysterious.

That Life-Death Gate was proficient in all kinds of insect arts!

The way of insects was an external object and not very strange in itself.

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

These insects were called Spirit Insects!

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

Even with ten thousand precautions, with one carelessness, cultivators could easily fall into the trap.

Therefore, even strong people who were interested were unwilling to travel there if they weren't locals of the Southern Border.

So, this led to the Wuzhou of the Shanhai Realm, where news of the Southern Border was the least, and over time, ordinary cultivators became tight-lipped, and it became increasingly mysterious.

Outside cultivators didn't like to comment on Southern Border cultivators, only giving a warning to have less contact.

The Western Desert had a lot to say.

Hanging Temple, just hearing the name, it was a Buddhist sacred ground.

There were also many monks inside.

However, unlike ordinary Buddhist forces with many people, the monks of the Hanging Temple itself were not many; it was rumored that they maintained a scale of 108 high monks all year round.

But if one underestimated the Hanging Temple because of this, they would be making a huge mistake!

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

And those Buddhist sects all had inextricable relationships with the Hanging Temple.

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

The Buddhist sect in the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world was not prosperous, but it also had the Tianji Chan Sect lineage!

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

Finally, we come to the Northern Sea cultivation world!

The Northern Sea was vast and boundless, with abundant resources that crowned the Shanhai Realm, even the million great mountains of the Eastern Wasteland, known as the brilliant and incomparable land of treasures, could not compare to the Northern Sea!

People only heard of resources from the Northern Sea circulating to the other four continents, but never heard of the Northern Sea actively seeking cultivation resources from the other four continents.

When Luo Chen was young, the main material he often used to refine the Zhongmiao Pill—Jade Yao Pillar—came from the Northern Sea.

The two were separated by billions of miles, yet it could be transported to the Eastern Wasteland, which showed how abundant the Northern Sea's resources were.

And under these abundant resources, what it represented were countless risks and crises.

Because, in the boundless ocean, there were also boundless demon beasts and sea monsters.

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

Such a place, if it were an ordinary sect, would basically not be able to suppress it.

Fortunately, the one stationed in the Northern Sea was not a righteous sect that believed in being kind to others.

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

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

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

It was not just like this to the outside, but even internally, there were often terrifying "Blood Trials" held.

Therefore, those who could stand out from the Yuanmo Sect were all demon heads and evil lords.

In this way, the Northern Sea, with countless great demons and great devils running rampant, was crowned with a unique alias by the other four continents over time—Demon Sea!

"I, Luo Chen, a person of good heart, actually ended up in such a dangerous place?"

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

While he was lost in thought, the black-faced man and others felt their hearts sinking.

It was just hearing the names of the Feiyan Archipelago and the Northern Sea, why did this Golden Core cultivator have such a reaction?

Associating it with the other party's great display of power earlier, burning and destroying ten thousand sea snakes in one go, especially that bizarre green-red flame... a thought suddenly emerged in the black-faced man's mind.

Could it be that the other party was a remnant of the Yuanmo Sect?

He finally couldn't hold back.

"Superior, although the Feiyan Archipelago has been managed by the Canghai Alliance, it has only been for thirty years; the people here are still loyal to the Yuanmo Sacred Sect!"

A sentence without a beginning or an 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 a name...

"I, I..."

"Hmm?" Luo Chen stared at him, revealing a hint of danger: "I saved your boat of people, and you refuse to even say your name? Do you really think I am easy to get along with?"

Plop!

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

"Superior, calm your anger, Superior, calm your anger. Junior is Cheng Haichang, my lowly name is not worth mentioning; I didn't say it before, really because I was afraid of dirtying Superior's ears!"

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

In his view, how could this Cheng Haichang have a not-so-bad realm of Foundation Establishment Level 3? He could be a hegemon in Dahe Square, and even in Tianlan Immortal City, he would be a leader-level figure of a small force.

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

Just some inquiries, why was there a need for such a lowly posture?

Suddenly.

Luo Chen vaguely understood something.

Perhaps, this was the atmosphere formed over hundreds of years under the rule of the demonic sacred sect in the Northern Sea cultivation world.

The lower status absolute obedience to the higher status!

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

Even, those with base character didn't even need to open their mouths; if they didn't like the look of someone, with the cultivation gap, they would just rob them.

After all, the word "robber" originated from the Northern Sea cultivation world. 【520-88

But if it is absolute obedience, then why not just tell the name directly before?

Regarding this question, Luo Chen did not pursue it.

He only needs to understand enough information now, and he can distinguish and judge the specifics himself; the deeper he asks, the easier it is to expose his identity as an outsider.

Unless he kills everyone on this ship afterwards.

But he, Luo Chen, is not a real big demon, how could he be so inhumane.

"Cheng Haichang, right? Lift your head and look at me!"

Cheng Haichang stopped kowtowing, his forehead was full of red marks, which shows the strength of the previous kowtowing, even the physique of a Foundation Establishment cultivator who has undergone marrow cleansing has slight injuries.

He looked at Luo Chen in fear, and what he saw was no longer coldness, but a pair of kind and gentle eyes.

That feeling was like seeing the old patriarch who taught him lessons in person back then.

In front of him, he has no secrets, and there is no need to have any secrets.

After all, that is a relative who treats him like his own grandson.

"Next, I ask and you answer."

"Yes, Haichang will say everything he knows!"

Luo Chen's eyes were deep, and his voice was clear: "What force do you all come from?"

"The Cheng family of Black Swan Island, affiliated with one of the thirty-six islands of the Flying Swallow Archipelago, ruled by the emerging force, the Canghai Alliance."

"Do you have a detailed map on you?"

"Yes."

"Give it to me!"

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

When he got it, it felt smooth, like fish skin.

Luo Chen unfolded the map, looking at the dense terrain on it, and then under Cheng Haichang's guidance, fell to an area in the bottom right corner.

There, there was an extremely tiny swallow, seemingly about to spread its wings and fly high.

A small black dot was marked in the most remote place on the swallow's wing, which is where the Cheng family's ancestral land on Black Swan Island is located.

From point to surface, and then looking back, the area of the Flying Swallow Archipelago seems very large.

And on the whole map, there are countless places with detailed markings that are larger than the Flying Swallow Archipelago.

The world says that the North Sea is boundless and vast.

Now, the map obtained from a Foundation Establishment cultivator alone confirms this point.

At least in Luo Chen's view, the million mountains in the Eastern Wasteland, even if not yet conquered, even if thoroughly explored, are probably not as vast as the North Sea.

Because, on the edge of the entire map, many unknown sea areas are also marked.

While asking questions, Luo Chen compared the map.

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

"What is the overall level of cultivators in the Flying Swallow Archipelago, and is there a Core Formation cultivator sitting in town?"

"What level of force is this Canghai Alliance, why have I never heard of it before."

Cheng Haichang told them one by one, indeed achieving the degree of knowing everything and saying everything.

And when he blurted out "Canghai Alliance, North Sea Holy Land", Luo Chen couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Are you kidding, isn't the North Sea Holy Land the Yuanmo Sect?"

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

"Nonsense!" Luo Chen was still unbelievable, "The Arctic Night Demon Heaven is known as the most impregnable forbidden land in the world, backed by the Sinking Sea born a thousand years ago, and guarded by Yuan Magnetic Aurora on the left and right, how could it end up being besieged?"

"The junior doesn't know, I only know that the battle was earth-shattering and the ocean was boiling. There were even Soul Transformation existences who fell in it."

Luo Chen's heart was shocked.

Soul Transformation existence, fell?

This is simply a huge joke.

Soul Transformation powerhouses are existences that can directly ascend and are known as immortal reserves.

Can this also fall?

He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and asked: "What's going on with that Canghai Alliance?"

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

"Canghai Alliance? Connect islands and form arrays?"

"Yes, that great power is different from the Yuanmo Sect powerhouses and is extremely proficient in the way of arrays. As long as you admit that you are a member of the Canghai Alliance, you will be taught selfless magical arrays to connect the islands, thereby blocking sea monsters from landing."

Luo Chen felt a headache.

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

The new North Sea pattern made his thoughts fly, and he didn't know where to start.

He only knew that the original ruler had fallen, and the order that was not very good under the rule of the Demon Sect was on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, a human powerhouse personally took action, saved the sky with one hand, and established a new order.

Although it also looks precarious.

However, no matter how fragile the order is, it is still order. Luo Chen is extremely adaptable. Order means there are laws to follow. As long as he adapts, he can be like a fish in water.

If it is really a place without order, then he has to consider finding a remote place to practice hard and grind his realm.

Fighting is not what Luo Chen wants!

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

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

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

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

He turned his head to look, and the other companions were still dazed.

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

"It really is the behavior of a demon, using soul-bewitching illusions to confuse people at every turn!"

Terrified in his heart, he hurriedly performed the Cleansing Heart Technique to wake up the affected companions.

A moment later, everyone on the deck looked terrified.

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

"Haichang, bringing such a demon 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 Haichang was very irritable and waved his hand: "Besides, our Black Swan Cheng family is just a mere Foundation Establishment family, that lord should not look down on us."

Cheng Ji asked again: "He just asked your name in person, and he is proficient in soul-bewitching techniques, do you think he is good at the Yuanmo Sect's curse-killing technique!"

In an instant, Cheng Haichang's face turned pale.

He swallowed his saliva, "Should not be, why use the costly curse-killing technique to kill me, just wave your hand."

That's true.

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

"I'll go drive the ship first, you guys clean up!"

Although sad, he also looked like he was used to it.

After he left, Cheng Haichang also fell into silence.

Under the gaze of the other juniors, he suddenly took out the white long banner from the storage bag, his face suddenly fierce.

"So many souls, can't be wasted, at least let these people and monsters die in their place."

As he spoke, the long banner was fully unfurled!

Wisps of ghost energy sprayed out from it.

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

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

Looking at its grade, it has 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 Haichang's actions were all in his eyes, including his simple spiritual sound transmission conversation with the old man, which was also invisible under his powerful spiritual sense.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who was submissive and had no bottom line before, turned around and ignored the family friendship, collecting their souls into that soul banner.

Such behavior really shows the four words "fickle and capricious" vividly.

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

Luo Chen murmured, seeing the leaf and knowing the autumn, peeking at the big from the small, a simple person made him 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 before, and even risked offending him and didn't dare to speak directly.

"Curse-killing technique?"

"It seems that the Yuanmo Sect does have a strange spell called the Curse Life Seven Gang Technique."

"The practice is complicated, the cost is huge, and you have to know the enemy's real name. However, the power of this technique is also extraordinary, even if you don't see the person, separated by thousands of miles, you can decide life and death in one word."

"In this way, if I want to walk in the North Sea next, this name and origin must be carefully considered."

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

Although his magic power was completely transformed into fire-attribute magic power because of the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra", and he was not very effective in performing other spells.

But low-level spells like the Water Mirror Technique are not a problem.

He had already practiced this technique to Great Perfection, and "Mirror Flower Water Moon" was rooted in his eyes, unaffected at all.

Especially since this place is deep in the ocean, containing rich water-system spiritual energy.

He only needs to run the technique slightly, and before the attribute is transformed, he can condense the Water Mirror Technique and maintain it for a long time.

Other low-level spells, if there is a suitable environment and high proficiency, can also barely do so.

But to what extent he can do it, Luo Chen still has to find time to experiment carefully.

Otherwise, the spells he was good at before, when fighting in the future, he would subconsciously perform them but couldn't use them, that would be a big joke!

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

It's time to count the harvest!

Just now on the ocean, burning and refining tens of thousands of first-order sea snakes with the Withered Glory True Fire, the vitality absorbed was simply boundless.

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

Just a slight perception, Luo Chen couldn't help but grin.

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

(End of this chapter)