Chapter 625: Luo Chen, are you willing to join my Alchemy Hall?

In the quiet tunnel, three sets of footsteps echoed crisply.

Suddenly, a "crack" sound was heard.

Ding Yi stopped his footsteps and looked at that bone.

"Is this the so-called Land of Turtle Ruins?"

That bone was clearly the skeleton left behind after a desolate beast, the Mysterious Turtle, died.

The Master of Moyun Cave sighed on the side: "For millions of years, a large number of Mysterious Turtle corpses have been buried here, thereby forming the Void Burning Wind. That True Monarch used casting and array methods to expand this wind, thereby enveloping the entire Sinking Sea; it truly is a supernatural power that is beyond imagination!"

As he spoke, he and Ding Yi tacitly cast their peripheral vision toward Luo Chen, who was walking in the middle.

But they saw that the other party was looking straight ahead, seemingly not interested in these Mysterious Turtle remains at all.

Of course, the Mysterious Turtle remains scattered in the tunnel were already waste materials with no use; the place where the Void Burning Wind was truly formed and expanded was not here.

And Luo Chen, at this moment, was conversing rapidly with Han Zhan without the two of them noticing.

"Senior, did you know long ago that this place is the place where a Void Refinement True Monarch fell?"

"I had this speculation; otherwise, I wouldn't have come voluntarily."

"What is the basis?"

"Very simple. Do you remember the matter about the secret realm I told you about back then?"

Luo Chen's memories surged, and he gradually found a clue.

"You once said that the place where a Soul Transformation powerhouse falls cannot be easily entered by Nascent Soul True Persons. Because inside, it is filled with the laws of power that the powerhouse comprehended while alive, which easily affects Nascent Soul cultivators who have not mastered the power of laws."

"Right, that's how it is; your memory isn't bad." Han Zhan said with a chuckle, and there was a bit more expectation in his tone. "Therefore, when I knew there was such a ruin that left the Soul Transformation holy land helpless, yet Nascent Soul cultivators could enter and exit, I understood that it would at least be a secret realm left behind by an existence above Soul Transformation."

Luo Chen was puzzled. "Could the place where a True Monarch falls not affect the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"You, you ultimately don't understand the two words 'Void Refinement'!"

"Oh? This junior is willing to listen to the details." Luo Chen asked humbly.

Han Zhan didn't hold back and offered guidance. "So-called Void Refinement is refining the illusory laws into concrete objects, having absolute control over the mysterious power of laws! Therefore, this realm is also known as the Phenomenon Realm or Dharma Phenomenon Realm. Under that terrifying control, even if they fall, the laws left behind will not affect those who have not comprehended the power of laws. On the contrary, Soul Transformation cultivators who have just touched upon the path of laws will suffer absolute suppression."

Void Refinement? Laws? Phenomenon? Absolute control?

Regarding these ambiguous high-realm terms, Luo Chen felt his head swelling.

He couldn't help but ask: "Senior is only one realm higher than me, and not a member of a holy land; why do you know these secrets in such detail?"

"Is this detailed?" Han Zhan chuckled. "It's just the simplest summary."

After a pause, he continued, and there was a bit more sighing in his words.

"The founding ancestor of my Falling Cloud Sect obtained the corresponding inheritance from an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling, which is how he established the sect. Among the ancient cultivator's relics, there were descriptions of these realms; I am merely picking up the wisdom of others."

So that's how it was.

In the ancient war between humans and demons, countless ancient cultivators fell.

As time passed and things changed, who knows how many true cultivators of the Dao were buried in the dust of history.

Those who obtained them later, either rose for a time or opened a sect, were all blessings.

Luo Chen used to fear those secret realms and dangerous places, not because he wasn't tempted, but because he kept in mind that there were still risks alongside the gains.

The so-called ancient ruins weren't just being watched by him alone.

Even this time, he intended to retreat as soon as he obtained the Five-Element Lotus Platform.

However, Luo Chen still had a heart full of doubts.

"That Ding Yi said that the ancient cultivator who sat in meditation in this Land of Fallen Demons is possibly the strongest Void Refinement True Monarch in history. I don't know how he came to be honored as the strongest? And how could such a powerhouse fall in this world? Doesn't the Mountain Sea Realm only allow cultivation up to the Soul Transformation stage? How could it accommodate him? In addition, where does the word 'Demon' come from? Could it be that this person is also a Demon cultivator? Then the ruins he left behind, I fear, won't be that friendly!"

These many doubts, Luo Chen had asked before, but Ding Yi couldn't give a specific answer.

At this moment, Han Zhan also seemed unable to figure it out and remained silent for a long time.

Silent...

"Hmm?"

Luo Chen's footsteps paused, and he suddenly looked up.

Blood flowed, and corpses were piled like mountains.

A young man stood holding a sword, his back to Luo Chen.

He slowly turned around and looked at Luo Chen with confusion.

"Qingyang Demon Lord? Luo Hai?"

Looking at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar face, Luo Chen said hesitantly, "He Yuan?"

But the next moment, a sense of horror rushed straight to the top of his head.

"Blood Nightmare Demon Luo!"

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo nodded. "It seems you still remember me!"

The tip of the sword shook, pointing obliquely at Luo Chen.

"I'll give you one more chance: submit to me."

Luo Chen frowned, without any hesitation.

The Golden Core in his body turned, the Mixed Origin Cauldron amplified, and a vast magic power immediately permeated out.

The Forest Fire Prison reappeared!

Luo Chen stood within it, raised his hand, and struck out with a palm.

The huge palm print surged out mightily.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo wanted to resist, but under the fire prison, he was shocked to find his internal magic power restless and difficult to mobilize.

In his haste, he dodged.

However, that cyan palm print had already arrived at his head.

Boom!

Only a loud noise was heard.

Luo Chen stepped to his side, looked at the dilapidated, dying young man, and shook his head slightly.

"If Blood Nightmare were here in person, I might have to deal with it carefully, but you are merely an avatar, and you dare to speak such wild words? Heh..."

With a cold laugh, cyan flames bloomed in his hand, and the man under his feet turned to ashes.

Luo Chen didn't stop, his figure flashed, and he flew toward the distance.

I don't know when, but the sky had become dim, and a bright moon was gradually hanging high.

Luo Chen looked up at the bright moon; under his feet was a small island surrounded by a ten-mile flat lake.

Raising a cup to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow to make three people.

A man with a withered yellow complexion knelt half-way at Luo Chen's feet. "Fellow Daoist, spare Yan's life! Your attack on Yaoyue Island this time is just for this place of cultivation. Yan can hand it over, only asking to save his life!"

Looking at Yan Nantian's lowered head, Luo Chen's expression was slightly moved.

After a long while, he said coldly: "I can spare your life, but you must submit to me and serve me for a hundred years; if you don't agree, then this seat's sword will not leave anyone alive."

As he spoke, the Profound Xuan Xuan Huo Jian in his hand was raised slightly.

Facing this shameless bandit who, after looting and plundering, still wanted him to submit, Yan Nantian's expression was ugly, but after a long silence, he finally agreed powerlessly.

Luo Chen smiled.

"In this way, I have gained another Golden Core cultivator to run errands for me; it's truly wonderful."

When he wasn't paying attention, the aura on his body dissipated continuously, and soon he fell below the Golden Core stage.

Descending from the high sky, he was already in a place with craggy rocks.

Ahead was an empty valley, surrounded by mountains.

Several Foundation Establishment True Persons were fighting on their own.

Luo Chen rushed into the sky with his sword, heading toward a man to behead him.

The man's eyes were full of horror. "I am the son of the Yan Alliance's Golden Core; you cannot kill me!"

The sword stopped at the man's neck.

Yan Leizi panted heavily and quickly stated his background.

Luo Chen opposite him listened, his expression uncertain.

"To provoke a Golden Core cultivator for this person, I fear it's not worth it?"

Putting away the Profound Xuan Xuan Huo Jian, Yan Leizi felt relieved, and after thanking him, he hurried away.

When he reached a very far distance, he looked back hatefully.

"Dan Chenzi, I'll remember you; wait for death!"

Half a month later, Luo Chen, who was slaughtering on the battlefield, ran into a vicissitudinous old man who came through the air carrying a sky full of golden clouds.

"Luo Chen, pay with your life for my son!"

Luo Chen's expression was terrified. "I let him go; you can't kill me?"

The old man smiled contemptuously, pointed like a sword, and the sky full of golden clouds instantly turned into golden swords and broke through the air.

Luo Chen fled in a panic, with Chu Kui helping him block at his side.

However, this time, the old man had an extra mirror in his hand, which fixed Chu Kui, and the golden swords landed in front of Luo Chen like swimming fish.

Looking at the tip of the sword that was about to reach his body, Luo Chen's eyes widened.

"No!"

With a shout, Luo Chen woke up abruptly from in front of the desk.

A graceful woman lifted him up with concern.

"President, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Chen was covered in sweat, looking at the worried Sima Hui Niang, panting continuously.

"I had a dream, dreamed I was being hunted by a Golden Core True Person, almost died. In that dream..."

He rambled on, and Hui Niang listened quietly.

After a long time, the woman's voice came from the silent Luotian Hall.

"President, you are under too much pressure."

"All the burdens of the Luotian Society are on you, that's why you had such a nightmare. Actually, it's not necessary; now you are in charge of the outside, I am in charge of the inside, and there is the protection of high-level people like the Jueqing Fairy, our Luotian Society will definitely get better and better."

Listening to the gentle woman's comfort, Luo Chen gradually calmed down.

Just looking at the woman's gorgeous palace attire, ink-like black hair, and the touch of snow-white between her chest, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The woman seemed to sense something and leaned gently on the man's shoulder.

"President, it's late, don't go back."

Luo Chen just wanted to hold the other party's shoulder, but the scene in the dream suddenly surged into his heart.

Thinking of the long road to immortality, he couldn't even protect himself, so why bother dragging others into the water.

He sighed slightly and gently pushed away the woman's fragrant shoulders.

"President, I..." The woman was on the verge of tears.

"It's not your fault, you are very good."

Luo Chen got up and left the hall.

In the solemn hall, there was no longer the liveliness of the Foundation Establishment ceremony during the day, only coldness and sobbing sounds.

When Luo Chen walked out of the hall, he only felt empty in his heart.

Looking at the bright moon outside, he seemed to feel that he had lost something.

Just at this time, an old man looked over with a smile.

"Luo Chen, what do you think?"

What do I think?

Luo Chen's wandering gaze fell on the weak young girl beside the old man, who was crying while holding her relative's corpse.

It's Mi Li!

Luo Chen didn't hesitate. "Of course, kill her!"

Chi!

A sword crossed the sky.

The young girl died with her eyes wide open.

Qin Liangchen on the side opened his eyes wide, looking at Luo Chen in disbelief. "You!"

"Me?"

Luo Chen's heart was agitated. "How could this be?"

The old man Miao Wen walked past him, patted his shoulder, and cold words fell into his ears.

"You, not bad!"

Under that cold gaze, the gaze of disbelief, and a pair of eyes that died with regret, Luo Chen fell into chaos.

It's not like this!

It shouldn't have been like this!

How could it be like this!

The aura on his body was also dissipating in this chaos.

He staggered backward, feeling his head splitting with pain.

Backing away, backing away, Luo Chen rubbed his head, but found himself moving forward.

The bright moon, still that same bright moon.

On the flat bluestone slab, a wealthy-looking old man suddenly turned around, half of his face shrouded in shadow, half of his face smiling at Luo Chen.

"Luo Chen, right?"

"In my Poshan Gang, there is now the Seven Tiger Hall, and another Jiao Hall, with Wang Yuan as the Hall Master; now only the Alchemy Hall is without a master."

"Are you willing to join my Alchemy Hall?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 626 =====