Chapter 533: Fellow Daoist, Let

The Flying Swallow Archipelago had changed its blue sky for no more than five years.

The high-level islanders sighed that the people were exhausted, but for the real grassroots commoners, it was completely not like this.

Because of Luo Chen's terrifying demand for medicinal herbs, cultivators from various families tried every means to help collect them, but the number of cultivators was limited.

Therefore, many work tasks were handed down to mortals.

For mortals, this was an opportunity!

An opportunity to enter the eyes of the immortal family and change their own destiny.

Therefore, the grassroots ecology was instead hot and enthusiastic.

At several key docks, the number of mortal martial artists far exceeded that of five years ago.

It was precisely because of this.

When the tsunami that stretched for hundreds of miles along the coastline struck, many mortal martial artists who were busy discovered it.

"In such good weather, how could a tsunami form?"

"It's just a small tsunami a few hundred miles wide, don't worry."

A tsunami a few hundred miles wide, compared to those violent tsunamis that moved thousands of miles or even affected ten thousand miles, was indeed nothing.

The mortal martial artists at the dock were not too panicked, packing up their respective goods and running backward nimbly.

But after running a few steps, an accident occurred.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Successive cries for help rang out, causing the mortal martial artists running in front to look back subconsciously.

Only then did they discover that the tsunami was not big, but its speed was incredibly fast!

It was as if some giant beast was stirring in the sea, hitting the waves of the ocean.

Giant beast?

"Could it be a sea monster making waves in it?"

"Quickly report to the cultivator adults!"

"No need to report, look at the sky."

In the sky, at some point, more than a dozen figures had appeared, drifting zero-scatteredly across various parts of the Flying Swallow Archipelago.

Each of them looked solemn, and there was even a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Golden Core Master!"

"Definitely a water-path expert."

"Being able to manipulate the ocean for one's own use, and moving to lift water mountains in the sea, according to my knowledge, there are only a few Golden Core cultivators who can do this. And with this formation, could it be that the Wu family ancestor from the Demon Luo Flow has arrived in person?"

"Regardless of whether it is or not, Fellow Daoist Cheng, quickly make a decision?"

The spiritual sense sound transmissions finally gathered on a young man.

Cheng Dou, who had already reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, looked suspicious and angry at this moment.

He had finally reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and exhausted the family's foundation of several hundred years, only then exchanging for the Golden Core formation secret method from the Green Yang Demon Lord.

Recently, he was intensifying his cultivation of the *Green Yang Pill Canon*, but he encountered such a thing, which was truly a disaster from the sky.

If he could just quietly wait for him to cultivate the *Green Yang Pill Canon* well and steadily form his Golden Core, how good would that be!

But at this moment, it was not the time to harbor luck.

"With such a surging momentum, it is definitely not a friendly guest."

"The visitor is not kind!"

"Activate the Sea-Suppressing Formation!"

With an order, the command was quickly passed down.

On the Flying Swallow Thirty-Six Islands, pillars of light began to light up.

Faintly, a top-tier formation was about to take shape.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Dou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief; as long as the formation took shape, even if a Golden Core cultivator arrived in person, they could gather the power of the thirty-six islands to resist him outside.

Someone next to him asked in a low voice: "How to deal with those mortals at the dock?"

Cheng Dou frowned and looked down, "No time to manage them, let them fend for themselves!"

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, mortals were just tools!

No, sometimes they couldn't even be counted as tools; they were just a kind of consumable.

Perhaps only those mortal martial artists who reached the innate master level could make them look at them more, but only for that one glance.

Just as they were talking, a rumbling sound suddenly rang out.

"So fast?"

Cheng Dou turned his head in astonishment.

As far as the eye could see, the foremost small island had already been swept into the tsunami.

The hastily erupted pillars of light instantly perished inside.

He swallowed his saliva and suddenly realized something.

The island-connecting formation method passed down by the Li Canghai Righteous Alliance was to deal with large-scale sea monster groups that moved slowly. Therefore, it had a long preparation time to extract the earth energy of the spiritual veins.

And the enemy they had to face now was a powerful human immortal cultivator!

Especially, the other party's speed was fast, and the attack was fierce; it was impossible to give them such a long time.

A look of despair had already emerged.

Suddenly.

Cheng Dou turned around and shouted miserably: "Please, Demon Lord, take action!"

The voice of exhaustion spread across the world, rushing straight to the place of the Fairy Yaoyue Archipelago.

Under the clear sky.

A calm voice came leisurely.

"Granted!"

Before the words fell, a huge black mist soared into the sky from Fairy Yaoyue Island.

Inside, ghosts cried and wolves howled, as if it were a ghost realm.

The next moment, more than a hundred black shadows emitting powerful auras, wearing armor, rushed out holding knives, spears, swords, and halberds.

This scene was clearly a hundred ghosts walking in the day, covering the clouds and the sun!

More than a hundred ghost generals formed a mysterious formation, leaped over several islands, and rushed straight toward the surging ocean tsunami that had already destroyed four islands, charging forward without fear of death.

Under the clear sky, the huge water mountain collided with the black mist and hundred ghosts in an instant.

Making a rumbling explosion.

Fairy Yaoyue Island, in the pill room.

Luo Chen was using one mind for two purposes.

While controlling the final refining work of the True Flame Pill, he was watching a water mirror condensed in front of him.

When he saw the waves that were rising and falling, reaching a hundred zhang high in the tsunami, his face changed slightly.

A hundred-zhang water mountain was no less than the height of those large tsunamis in nature.

Could human ability be comparable to the power of nature?

He knew very well that Golden Core cultivators were very powerful, powerful enough to break a river with one sword and break a mountain with one punch.

But in the end, these were pure destructive powers.

Destruction was always simpler than construction.

And to be able to carry mountains and chase the sea, chasing stars and chasing the moon, as in the rumors, was absolutely impossible.

During the opening war, he, Luo Chen, carried out a mountain-carrying plan, and it was also by forming ten Golden Cores in one breath, plus many low-tier cultivators, and the power of a Red Flame Dragon Boat, that he barely succeeded.

If there was no pressure to carry mountains and chase the sea, that would have to be a Nascent Soul True Person who could easily do it.

Clearly, if a Nascent Soul True Person really dealt with him, Luo Chen, he wouldn't need these methods at all.

"The visitor is very strong; even among Golden Core cultivators, he is definitely a powerful expert with fierce methods."

Muttering to himself, Luo Chen's attention fell on the side hall on Fairy Yaoyue Island.

"Han Zhan, how much ability do you have left now?"

At this moment, Luo Chen was not unable to move freely.

At worst, he would just abandon this furnace of pills.

The reason he didn't take action personally was also to test how far Han Zhan could go.

A wisp of remnant soul of a Nascent Soul True Person, no physical body, no Nascent Soul, no natal magic treasure, only a wisp of remnant soul, and a broken Soul-Refining Banner that had lost tens of thousands of souls.

Under his expectation.

Han Zhan took action.

A hundred ghosts walking in the day, covering the clouds and the sun.

With this one move, Luo Chen's eyes lit up.

These hundred Foundation Establishment-stage ghost generals clearly formed a formation under Han Zhan's control.

Its exquisiteness was even above the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation that Yan Nantian had displayed before.

Even if Luo Chen took action personally, he would have to spend quite a bit of effort.

"But if it's just like this, perhaps it can block the tsunami, but it can't block the enemy hidden inside!" Luo Chen muttered.

Just as he said.

The tsunami rushing toward Fairy Yaoyue Island slowed down under the impact of the hundred ghosts.

Blocked, the waves in the tsunami kept piling up, layer upon layer.

In just a few breaths, it formed a "water mountain"!

On the water mountain, white waves surged, and a figure stepped on the lotus and walked on the waves.

At the same time.

On Fairy Yaoyue Island, a low roar came.

Suddenly, a black shadow shot out.

On the water mountain!

"A Ghost King?" Wu Qi looked at the black shadow rushing out, a strange look appearing in his eyes, and spat out a sentence: "Well done!"

Subsequently, he flipped his wrist, and a small flag fell into his hand.

Holding the flag pole, he waved it forward.

In an instant, three Jiao dragons split out from the tsunami, rushing toward the Ghost King.

Three Jiaos and one ghost collided in an instant.

The Ghost King roared ferociously, its two hands, as big as cattail fans, grabbed out, directly gripping the neck of a water Jiao.

The other two wanted to attack, but chains emerged from the Ghost King's body, binding them.

"Break!"

With a low roar.

Boom!

In an instant, the three Jiaos turned into a sky full of water splashes, exploding in all directions.

The water columns full of impact blasted a small island inhabited by mortals below into pits and holes, revealing countless huge concave holes.

Seeing this, Wu Qi's eyes became even stranger.

But clearly, his methods were more than that.

The small flag in his hand kept waving.

The sea behind him roared, and more and more seawater gathered toward him; the water mountain under his feet still maintained its original height, but more and more water Jiaos flew out.

One, two, three... in just a few breaths, seven more Jiaos flew out, shaking their heads and wagging their tails.

"My natal magic treasure, the Sea King Flag, is considered outstanding even among mid-grade magic treasures. And it has been refined by me for hundreds of years, controlled as I wish, and its power is like the sea!"

"If I am in the ocean, I can fight a late-stage Golden Core Great Cultivator!"

"Even if I land now, but with the ocean at my back, I am also in an invincible position."

"Let me see, what ability does this mysterious cultivator who easily wiped out Yan Nantian have, and is he a remnant of the Yuanmo Sect?"

Wu Qi was very careful.

So careful that as soon as he took action, he directly used his natal magic treasure, the Sea King Flag, and even came with the momentum of the ocean tsunami.

To be honest, the fact that the Hundred Ghost Formation could block his tsunami in the first place already surprised him.

And this third-tier Ghost King full of combat wisdom made him even more amazed.

Even if seven Jiaos came out together, they couldn't do anything to him in a short time.

After several exchanges, although the third-tier Ghost King's aura was getting weaker and weaker, it also made Wu Qi vaguely confirm one thing in his heart.

"This Green Yang Demon Lord is nine out of ten a remnant of the Yuanmo Sect, and very likely a strong man of the Soul-Refining lineage."

"Ordinary Yuanmo Sect disciples cannot freely control resentful souls and fierce ghosts. To drive a common Ten Thousand Soul Banner to this extent."

Although he said so.

But Wu Qi was clearly not satisfied with the result stopping there.

Using only one soul banner to block him outside the Flying Swallow Archipelago, if this spread out, how would he, Wu Qi, mix in the North Sea immortal cultivation world?

He inserted his right hand, and the small flag was inserted into the waves.

He kept forming seals with both hands, and surging magic power kept pouring out.

Thousand Jiao Eating Dragon Technique!

The next moment, the tsunami he brought with him drew streaks of spiritual light.

Blue Jiao dragons, whose body size was smaller than before, flew out, roaring and rushing toward the third-tier Ghost King.

The number was so large, and the momentum was so vast, that at a glance, it seemed boundless.

Even if the third-tier Ghost King erupted with chains, under the gnawing of more and more water Jiaos, it became soft and powerless.

Not only that, after breaking through the defense of the black mist, those water Jiaos bit onto the Ghost King's huge body together.

"Roar... Roar..."

Furious roars kept ringing out.

Anyone could hear the anger and panic inside.

On Fairy Yaoyue Island, Luo Chen frowned slightly.

"Senior?"

In the side hall, Han Zhan laughed bitterly: "Sorry, I can only do this much for now. It's not that I'm not trying my best, it's really that a clever woman cannot cook without rice! This Ten Thousand Soul Banner, without the assistance of ten thousand souls, is truly not living up to its name; that Ghost King has no replenishment of ghost energy, although it was incomparably strong when it first appeared, it was only brilliant for a moment."

He was telling the truth.

This Ten Thousand Soul Banner had been overused when Yan Nantian fought Luo Chen before.

First, it was consumed by the Burning Incense Miasma, and later it was bombarded by the Mountain Collapse and the Nine Yang Explosion.

The low-tier souls that served as its basic composition were thoroughly consumed.

Han Zhan being able to drive it to this extent and block the sixth-layer Golden Core enemy outside the Flying Swallow Archipelago was already doing his best.

But, was this Han Zhan's full strength now?

Luo Chen was a bit dissatisfied, but also very satisfied!

"Fine, Senior, go and rest; leave the rest to me."

Han Zhan was stunned, "Your pills are refined?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, reached out and summoned, and ten streaks of light flew out from the pill cauldron.

As far as the eye could see, each one was red like agate, and the medicinal fragrance was like a delicacy.

The top-grade True Flame Pill was thus Great Perfection!

In the side hall, seeing this, Han Zhan revealed a look of shock.

Luo Chen put away the top-grade True Flame Pills, then withdrew the formation restriction, and drifted into the sky from Fairy Yaoyue Island.

With a pair of spiritual eyes, he looked at the scene of the thousand Jiaos eating the ghost from a thousand miles away.

"It was not easy to get a Ten Thousand Soul Banner; even if it is broken, it cannot be wasted like this!"

Muttering to himself, he leaped.

Raging magic power began to burn.

The whole person turned into a meteor, flying toward the periphery of the Flying Swallow Archipelago.

Wherever he passed, fire light surged into the sky.

And a wisp of cyan flame had already lingered on his palm at some point.

A thousand miles away, he arrived in an instant.

When Wu Qi suddenly raised his head, Luo Chen had already raised his right palm.

"Fellow Daoist has extraordinary methods; you also take a move from me!"

Before the words fell, his right palm pressed down with a bang.

*Hum... *

As the right palm pressed down, the cyan flames blazed, and magic power surged wildly.

In the void, a huge handprint appeared, a hundred zhang long and wide, with clear fingerprints on it.

The lingering cyan flames seemed to be able to burn everything.

It was clearly Luo Chen's proud method, the Green Yang Great Handprint!

Wu Qi's face changed greatly.

Too late to speak, the small flag in front of him grew in the wind, a drop of dark blue light flew out, and his hands also suddenly supported toward the sky.

The next moment, a surging wave turned into a giant wall, rushing into the sky from the ocean behind him.

The dark blue light merged into it, and this giant wall looked even thicker.

The cyan giant palm didn't care at all, just pressed down with one palm.

When the two came into contact, only an explosion was heard between heaven and earth.

Boom!

The terrifying power turned into a gale, sweeping across all directions, pressing the trees on the islands to break, and forcing the cultivators to bow their heads and bend their waists.

The intense high-temperature water vapor dripped onto the earth like magma, and those touched by it screamed incomparably.

And the two parties in the center of the battle were also absolutely not feeling well at this moment.

Under that terrifying counter-shock force, Luo Chen staggered backward hundreds of steps, his figure stumbling in the air.

And Wu Qi himself was forced to retreat back into the ocean under the rolling waves.

"Is this a sixth-layer Golden Core cultivator?"

"Sure enough, both are mid-stage Golden Core, but the fourth layer and the sixth layer are also worlds apart!"

After Luo Chen stood firm, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes.

*Swish! *

The Profound Fire Sword fell into his right hand, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally.

His left hand formed a seal with a single hand, and sparks appeared.

In just a few breaths, the sparks expanded, and nine blazing suns floated behind him.

It was also at this time.

In the ocean, a figure floated up, stepping on the lotus and walking on the waves.

Seeing Luo Chen's formation, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk properly!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 534 =====