Chapter 647

"I actually survived?"

The old Daoist Jiyuan, who used to have the refined, otherworldly air of an old immortal from a legend, was now in tattered clothes with disheveled hair and beard, looking utterly wretched.

But he had truly and certainly survived!

That large black tripod did not look like a mundane object at first glance.

It was at least a powerful existence at the level of a spirit treasure.

The power of such a treasure's self-detonation was simply not something a Nascent Soul cultivator could resist.

Yet, the old Daoist Jiyuan had truly and certainly survived.

In fact, it wasn't just him; even the other Nascent Soul True Persons on the Cloud Sea Plaza had survived.

Just as he was in a state of lucky ecstasy, a murmur reached his ears.

"You lot are naturally lucky, but it is only because we blocked the power of the Heaven-Refining Tripod's self-detonation for you!"

The old Daoist Jiyuan was stunned, and then he saw a woman flying down gracefully from the sky, looking at him with a half-smile.

Nightmare!

The old Daoist Jiyuan's whole body shook, "Moon Loose Immortal, you..."

"There is no need for pleas for mercy; I have already heard them too many times from the mouths of Penglai disciples." The Moon Loose Immortal's smile remained, but the killing intent in her eyes grew increasingly intense.

Just at this moment, Fairy Feileng approached and blocked the path in front of the Moon Loose Immortal.

Seeing this woman, the Moon Loose Immortal's smile gradually faded.

"Little sister, what are you doing? I am avenging you!"

Fairy Feileng bit her lip, unmoved.

The Moon Loose Immortal's expression grew gloomy, "Have you forgotten how the Penglai Immortal Sect abandoned us both back then, and even caused you to fall into becoming a furnace for the elders of the Yuanmo Sect?"

"Sister, say no more. That person treated me well and even helped me achieve the Nascent Soul realm. Besides, he is already dead." Fairy Feileng's face was somewhat pale, and her body, blocking the path in front of the Moon Loose Immortal, was subconsciously trembling.

The Moon Loose Immortal's face grew even darker, "That person is dead, and the Yuanmo Sect is destroyed, but the Penglai Immortal Sect still exists! I have sworn an oath that I will slaughter every last remnant of the Yuanmo Sect and every member of the Penglai Sect!"

Fairy Feileng mumbled with her lips and slowly raised the scroll in her hand.

"Sorry, before we set out, we took a Dao oath; I cannot abandon Senior Brother Jiyuan."

"Good!"

The Moon Loose Immortal's expression turned fierce, and an ink-wash painting rose from behind her, upon which beasts seemed to be roaring and birds circling.

"Since you are so obstinate, I will kill Jiyuan first, and then take you back to be properly disciplined!"

High in the sky.

Luo Chen looked at the quiet gray light and found that its aura seemed somewhat dim.

"Did the Heaven-Refining Tripod's artifact spirit discover that I possessed the cultivation technique of the Qixia Yuanjun, and therefore defied the Demon Lord's order, choosing to self-detonate the Heaven-Refining Tripod rather than let this gray light be destroyed?"

He was lost in thought.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and he nodded slightly.

That Heaven-Refining Tripod was a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure; even if it were broken beyond repair, the power of its self-detonation was definitely not something an ordinary person could resist.

The reason the explosion did not completely destroy this Mingzhao Heaven was clearly because other "people" had intervened.

The ink painting on the Moon Loose Immortal should be the Spirit Treasure Ten Thousand Beasts Map.

In addition, the Light Hall and Dark Hall, which were glowing, also had powerful auras gradually subsiding.

If his guess was correct, there must also be spirit treasures suppressing them from within.

Perhaps they were even the same powerful existences at the level of Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures that the Heaven-Refining Tripod's artifact spirit had mentioned before, such as the Black Demon Jar or the True Yang Crown.

It was precisely because these existences containing artifact spirits acted simultaneously that they absorbed most of the power of the Heaven-Refining Tripod's self-detonation.

But because of this, those troublesome people had also survived.

For instance, this one right here!

Wind and clouds rolled as a figure leaped above the sea of clouds, staring covetously at Luo Chen.

"Junior, move aside!"

Luo Chen smiled.

"Knowing that the power of my punch is not weaker than a True Person's strike, yet you still call me a junior. Fellow Daoist, aren't you being a bit arrogant?"

Feiyunzi raised an eyebrow, and his gaze toward Luo Chen became wary.

But under the instinctive temptation of the faint gray light behind him, he could no longer care.

Because!

In a broken round mirror on the Weapon Mountain of the Artifact Realm, there was a vague scene of the birth of this gray light.

That was something derived personally by the Heaven-Refining Demon Lord!

If he could obtain it, it might be the greatest opportunity of this trip!

"Golden Core junior, I will only say this one last time: move aside!" Feiyunzi shouted coldly, a one-inch sword glow flickering at his fingertip, its sharp power even tearing through the wind and shattering the clouds.

Luo Chen was about to speak when he was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"Qingyang Demon Lord, give me your life!"

Looking over, an old woman transformed into human form and rushed toward Luo Chen, her wrinkled face full of hatred.

"It's the Sea Corner Heavenly Matriarch!"

Luo Chen smiled.

Seeing this scene, Feiyunzi frowned.

Under the pincer attack of two Nascent Soul-level existences, this person could still smile?

What exactly did he have to rely on?

Then, another person's actions explained everything.

A black-robed figure blocked the path in front of the Sea Corner Heavenly Matriarch.

"So you have a helper; no wonder you are so fearless." Feiyunzi suddenly realized.

Luo Chen glanced at Han Zhan; although he didn't know where he had obtained a Nascent Soul-stage puppet to serve as a temporary physical body, it was indeed a huge help to him right now.

Afterward, he withdrew his attention and focused entirely on the man in front of him.

"Name?"

"A dying person has no need to know my name!"

Before the words fell, Feiyunzi struck first.

The sword glow in his hand suddenly erupted, blooming with ten thousand sword auras.

The ten thousand sword auras were formless and imageless, only visible when tearing through the wind and clouds.

Under this overwhelming sword momentum, Luo Chen was undaunted and pressed forward.

He struck out with a palm, and the Qingyang Great Handprint reappeared in the world!

The vast handprint, under the reinforcement of magic power, rumbled forward.

But after this palm was blasted out, Luo Chen frowned slightly.

Magic power... it seemed to have decreased by ninety percent out of thin air?

Could it be that the magic power was over-consumed during the physical body's nirvana?

At this moment, the second Golden Core in his body had long since disappeared, destroyed under the detonation of the Nine-Refining Beacon Fire.

Only the Life-Bound Golden Core remained suspended in the reshaped Qi Sea.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he realized that his magic power was far from its peak.

As a result, the Qingyang Great Handprint only had the form but lacked the power.

The moment it touched the formless sword aura, it shattered into pieces.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

In an instant, the terrifying sword aura landed on Luo Chen.

In such a perilous situation, Luo Chen remained calm, unfolding the Xuan Chen Armor, and layers of Qi armor expanded from the inside out.

However, visibly, these Qi armors instantly collapsed under the formless sword aura.

"A sword aura type that specifically breaks protective Qi shields? Could this person be a pure sword cultivator?"

Luo Chen's thoughts flashed, and he formed a seal with one hand.

Instantly!

His body size began to swell and expand crazily.

Infinite Qi and blood washed over him, his bones surged, and terrifying muscles spread out like the gnarled roots of an ancient tree, eventually wrapping around his entire body.

Countless thick, stratum corneum-like skin covered his jade-like, translucent skin.

His hands and feet expanded proportionally, and the veins on his palms looked like those of an ancient giant.

The black armor also spread crazily along with his body's expansion, enveloping Luo Chen entirely.

Shua!

A pair of red wings unfolded from behind him, blotting out the sky and sun.

In just one breath, a nine-zhang-tall giant leaped above the sea of clouds, standing on the clouds like an ancient god.

Those formless sword auras rained down like a torrential storm.

But the result was merely ripples blooming on his terrifying physique.

Not a single wave was stirred!

Such a strange phenomenon naturally drew gazes from all around.

Han Zhan, shrouded in a black robe, was slightly startled in his heart, "Luo Chen's body-refining technique seems to have undergone changes I didn't know about, actually becoming powerful to this extent."

The Blood Loose Immortal, who was chasing the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, paused his steps and narrowed his eyes to look at Luo Chen.

"I didn't know the Qingyang brat actually had such a physical body; it's very suitable for refining a Blood God Son!"

The Moon Loose Immortal, who was suppressing Fairy Feileng and the old Daoist Jiyuan with one against two, couldn't help but glance sideways.

Her peach-blossom-like eyes brimmed with intense interest.

"This child came out of the Alchemy Hall and must have obtained the Heaven-Refining Demon Lord's alchemy inheritance. However, that Heaven-Refining Tripod, which is a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, would rather self-detonate than actively recognize the inheritor as its master like the Ten Thousand Beasts Map. There must have been some accident in between."

"However, an existence who has obtained the alchemy inheritance of a Void Refinement True Monarch, if he can be used by me, might become my greatest help in reaching the Soul Transformation realm in the future!"

"Finish off the old Daoist Jiyuan quickly, and then take this child in before the Blood Loose Immortal does."

With her exquisite mind, she naturally noticed the Blood Loose Immortal's gaze on Luo Chen.

It was said that three of the Blood Loose Immortal's four Blood God Sons had been destroyed, with only one remaining; he was likely harboring the intention of refining Luo Chen into a Blood God Son.

Such an excellent talent, if he were to become a beast-like creature of ignorance, would truly be a pity.

Apart from these three, the others had no time to pay attention to Luo Chen.

The reason was simple: they were basically being suppressed by these three, so how could they have the energy to pay attention to Luo Chen?

However, Feiyunzi was an exception.

"Is this your confidence?"

Feiyunzi's expression changed slightly, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a white-gold sword pellet that flew out, spinning.

A sword cultivator!

No one had expected that the master of Feiyun Stream, famous in the Canghai Righteous Dao Alliance for his weapon-refining skills, was also an orthodox sword cultivator!

Perhaps this could explain why he dared to enter the Sinking Sea alone without helpers of the same rank.

Because a sword cultivator is a symbol of power!

The sword pellet emerged, and sword threads stretched out.

Feiyunzi flicked his finger!

The sword pellet broke through the air, and wherever it passed, explosions rumbled.

Not only that, the seals at his fingertips kept flashing.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The sword pellet that reached Luo Chen's front suddenly moved in strange ways, flickering left and right, up and down.

Every time it turned, it shot out sword auras.

The sword auras struck the nine-zhang giant, actually beating the black armor into a pitted state, revealing one dent after another.

The giant seemed unwilling to be beaten passively and began to charge toward Feiyunzi.

"Want to get close?"

"Hmph!"

Feiyunzi sneered, his body turning into sword light and soaring into the sky, his speed no less than the stride of the nine-zhang giant.

Sword cultivators have always been known for their fast escape speed!

While keeping a distance of several miles from Luo Chen, he controlled the sword pellet to erupt with sword auras.

One injury after another appeared on Luo Chen.

Even under the resistance of his powerful physique, these injuries were insignificant, but they accumulated, and there would always be a moment when the building collapsed.

But Feiyunzi was still not satisfied.

Suddenly!

His figure paused, standing in the air, his hands forming seals.

"Sword formation, rise!"

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Terrifying sword humming instantly resounded through heaven and earth.

The previously erupted sword auras, which had already dissipated, suddenly reappeared in the void, like lines, crisscrossing and connecting into a net.

He had actually set up a large sword aura formation without anyone noticing!

"Sword formation, open!"

Feiyunzi's hand seals paused, and then he pulled his hands horizontally through the void.

In the distance, a large net of sword aura responded and unfolded, wrapping toward the nine-zhang giant from all directions.

"If you had maintained your small human form, my Heavenly Cloud Sword Net might have required more effort to trap you, but at this moment, your huge size is you throwing yourself into the net."

Amidst sneers, a sword net covered Luo Chen.

The interwoven sword auras seemed to have the power to cut through everything.

Luo Chen did not dare to resist personally and retreated in a panic.

But another sword net appeared behind him.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to be a net!

Chi...

The sword nets crisscrossed.

After just one crossing, Luo Chen's high-grade defensive magic treasure, the Xuan Chen Armor, showed countless cracks.

When the second round of sword nets appeared again, Luo Chen's expression was solemn, and a wisp of cyan flame erupted from his body.

Looking closely, there seemed to be wisps of golden light in the cyan flame.

Under this cyan flame, the second round of sword nets evaporated into nothingness.

Seeing this, Feiyunzi's face looked slightly solemn.

"A fourth-order true fire?"

He muttered, but he wasn't surprised.

For someone who could pass the inheritance of the Artifact Realm, it would be strange if they didn't have a source true fire that was handy.

And he had one too!

"Xu..."

He exhaled lightly, and a wisp of golden flame flew out slowly.

It was the White-Gold Xin Fire, gathered from the essence of gold and iron, best at melting gold and forging iron!

After years of weapon forging, Feiyunzi's use of source true fire had reached perfection.

He didn't crudely use this White-Gold Xin Fire to fight the enemy, but attached it to the sword pellet and reinforced it into the sword net.

Sure enough!

Sword nets filled with white-gold flames covered Luo Chen again; this time, the sword nets did not melt directly.

Although the cutting speed became much slower, it truly restricted the opponent's high-speed movement.

Feiyunzi struck while the iron was hot, his hands constantly forming seals, and more and more sword nets appeared.

By the end.

Inside that sword formation, the giant's figure became blurred, with only cyan-gold flames and white-gold sword nets rising against each other.

"You are a turtle in a jar; wait for me to slash you with one sword!"

Feiyunzi sensed the gap in the enemy's aura transition and grabbed into the void.

A long sword suddenly manifested.

Afterward, he turned into sword light and escaped, entering the formation with his body, and slashed down!

This sword strike was bound to succeed!

In the distance, two sharp shouts came.

"No!"

"Spare his life!"

Feiyunzi, however, paid no heed.

He only knew that he hadn't passed the Artifact Realm's assessment and hadn't obtained the Artifact Hall's inheritance.

And this Golden Core junior in front of him, guilty of harboring a treasure, had luckily obtained the Alchemy Hall's inheritance.

For him to take his place was only right and proper.

Shua!

The sword light was sharp, cutting through everything.

But just when Feiyunzi was sure of success, he sensed that this sword strike seemed to have fallen into a quagmire.

Although it was still advancing, the speed was getting slower and slower.

Spiritual light erupted from his eyes, and amidst the crisscrossing sword auras, he glimpsed the truth.

A hand was gripping the giant sword manifested by the sword pellet's main body tightly.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating one's capabilities!"

Feiyunzi roared, and his infinite magic power poured out completely.

This time, the sharp sword broke through all obstacles like a knife cutting through tofu, cutting the giant's arm into two, and slashed toward the opponent's huge body.

Seeing this scene, Feiyunzi should have been happy.

However.

The strange scene before his eyes made his expression change drastically.

The arm that had been cut into two had countless flesh and blood like living pythons, flowing backward along the sword body toward his main body.

Baring fangs and brandishing claws, it had the air of devouring everything.

"Not right!"

Feiyunzi's heart shook, and he wanted to withdraw his sword and retreat.

However, coming was easy, but leaving wasn't so simple.

Inside the sword formation, Luo Chen's sneer rumbled.

"Stay!"

Suddenly, a huge claw grabbed down from the clouds.

Feiyunzi couldn't dodge in time and was directly grabbed.

Luo Chen frowned; the opponent had been hit by his long-hidden Cloud-Exploring Divine Claw, but his momentum hadn't fallen.

"Does he have some powerful defensive magic treasure?"

He muttered, then looked at the sword net binding him.

Stretch his leg, stomp his foot!

Peng!

The void exploded, and his figure shot out like lightning.

When he reappeared, even though he was covered in blood, the situation of offense and defense had changed!

A strange power permeated his body, and his left arm, which had been cut, began to recover continuously, and the countless small wounds on his body were also healing rapidly.

Luo Chen ignored these and looked at the frantically retreating Feiyunzi with a cold expression.

As the wings behind him trembled, he rushed like a thunderbolt, and explosions came from the atmosphere.

Thunder Kick!

The giant foot kicked down like a thunderburst.

In front of the tiny Feiyunzi, sword nets unfolded in layers, but in his haste, he couldn't withstand this kick.

Boom!

With just one kick, he fell onto the white jade plaza of the Cloud Sea.

Large swaths of clouds and mist surged and splashed.

Luo Chen kicked again!

The giant descended from the sky.

Boom!

Feiyunzi narrowly avoided this kick, looked at the shocking giant footprint, and fled backward regardless of anything else. Not only that, while fleeing, he took out the magic treasures he had treasured.

But having lost the advantage of the first move, how could Luo Chen let him pull away the distance again?

Pursue the fleeing enemy with the remaining courage!

The Moon-Breaking Wings reinforced ninety thousand miles, constantly erupting with extreme speed.

He even launched attacks with both palms while flying.

Mountain-Breaking Style!

One punch shattered a flying trident.

Mountain-Colliding Style!

Directly smashed a huge mountain peak that had suddenly appeared into powder.

Amidst the dust, Luo Chen stepped with the Space-Exploding Step, facing Feiyunzi's eyes directly.

"Where are you fleeing to?"

"You really think you've got me!"

Feiyunzi's expression was ferocious, his hands locked tightly together, forming a lotus seal, and a phantom golden bell flickered above his head.

Luo Chen pressed forward.

"Is this the thing that saved your life?"

Amidst the sharp shout, Luo Chen slapped the phantom golden bell.

The powerful counter-shock almost caused his arm to break.

A True-Artifact-level defensive treasure!

Luo Chen's expression was ruthless; not giving the opponent a chance to pull away again, he kept running around the golden bell, and countless afterimages appeared.

Between his hands, he kept launching attacks.

Sometimes hooking his fingers, sometimes slapping his palms, fists and claws alternating, one slap and one hook, countless exquisite body techniques rose and fell in an instant.

Following these movements, source power flowed all over his body, soaking into the golden bell, dyeing it blood-colored.

Suddenly!

Luo Chen slapped both palms on the phantom golden bell, his ten fingers hooking into the illusory golden bell like they were sinking into blue bricks and mud.

Overlord Disarming Armor!

"Open for me!!!"

In Feiyunzi's unbelievable gaze, the indestructible phantom golden bell shattered like a dream.

And the lotus seal he held also suddenly loosened, his mind suffering a backlash.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Feiyunzi was struck by lightning, almost fainting.

But he knew that at a life-and-death moment, there was no room for negligence.

Seeing that huge palm reaching toward his body, Feiyunzi gritted his teeth and made a decision that went against his heart.

Sou!

Luo Chen's palm paused, seeing a golden light fly out from between his fingers.

Looking down, there was only a physical body left in his palm.

And that golden light...

A three-inch little person, holding a sword pellet in his mouth and clutching a cracked, ancient golden bell, looked at him with full hatred in the air.

"If it weren't for resisting that storm and damaging my True Artifact golden bell, how could you have broken my defense!"

Luo Chen grinned.

"With the effort to talk tough, you don't think you're safe now, do you?"

While speaking, a large tripod rose from above his head.

Five-colored brilliance, flowing endlessly!

(End of chapter)

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