Chapter 684: Chanting Monk, Ice Extreme Supreme Elder

"What do you want to do!"

A roar suddenly sounded.

Almost as soon as the Nascent Soul True Persons on the Sword-Halberd discovered the great battle in the Blue Ice Sea area, the demon beast troop that had been following behind quickly rushed up from the flank, blocking the front direction they were moving forward.

One by one, powerful demon clans glared at the thousands of cultivators on the Sword-Halberd, ready to take action if there was a disagreement.

Five transformed demon cultivators stood in front of the demon group, looking coldly at the Sword-Halberd.

Hearing the reprimand of the human Nascent Soul, a withered old man who looked like a bald monk among the five demon cultivators stepped out.

He was wearing a string of prayer beads made of human skulls, and folded his hands toward everyone with a compassionate expression.

"Everyone, the distance for watching the battle ends here. Ahead is the war of my clan, please do not intervene, otherwise... Amitabha, the little monk does not want to create killing sins."

In the gap of speaking, a majestic and vast aura rose from his thin body, covering the Sword-Halberd.

A late-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator!

On the Sword-Halberd, everyone's expression changed greatly.

Fu Chaosheng's face was gloomy: "Chanting Monk, you are Fellow Daoist Kong Chan!"

Kong Chan looked at Fu Chaosheng in surprise: "I didn't expect that there would be someone who knows the little monk in this place. That's fine, since you know the little monk's name, you should also know the little monk's style of doing things, so don't act rashly."

Fu Chaosheng said coldly: "If we are unwilling to take a detour and insist on moving forward, do you really dare to take action?"

Kong Chan was stunned, his expression stiff.

"Forget it! We will not interfere with the war in the Blue Ice Sea area, but I hope that after this, you will retreat quickly and not entangle endlessly behind." Fu Chaosheng waved his hand, staring at the withered bald old man: "Kong Chan, what do you think?"

Kong Chan's stiff expression softened, his wrinkled old face looked left and right, and then nodded slightly.

"This place is not far from Riyue Island, and our mission can also be declared over in advance; the little monk does not want to forcibly convert you."

After being tough, they each took a step back.

The Sword-Halberd and this demon beast troop led by a late-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator temporarily reached a stalemate

Both sides were privately communicating internally while keeping an eye on the war at the Ice Extreme Sect.

"The demon monk Kong Chan, whose true form is a very rare type of chanting monk from the North Sea, was born bald with a long beard and six feet on the ground. Before taking human form, his speech sounded very much like Buddhist chanting, hence the name 'Chanting Monk'."

"The demon monk Kong Chan is an outstanding member of the Chanting Monk clan, having made a name for himself during the ancient war between humans and demons. Now that three thousand years have passed, not only has he not died of old age, but he has actually cultivated to the late Nascent Soul stage, making him extremely troublesome."

"Unless necessary, it is best that we do not come into conflict with him."

No one expected that the lead demon beast sent by the Demon Alliance to monitor Shenyuan City would be a powerful demon cultivator who had become famous during ancient times.

With him blocking the way, the Sword-Halberd ship had no way to intervene in the Ice Extreme Sect war.

On the demon beast side, Kong Chan was fiddling with the incongruous human-head prayer beads in his hand, his expression peaceful.

Behind him, four formidable-looking human-form demon cultivators looked at him with confusion.

"With your strength, my lord, one person would be enough to suppress all the cultivators on the Sword-Halberd ship; why be so polite?"

Kong Chan said in a low voice: "These people are not worth fearing, but they are flying the grand banner of the Heaven Origin Dao Sect on their ship. Tell me, is this monk stronger, or is the Heaven Origin Dao Sect more formidable?"

The crowd was stunned.

Someone who was indignant spoke up: "So what if it's the Dao Sect? The Demon Sect was wiped out by us two hundred years ago. Now that we are separated by the sea, once our demon race recovers the old lands of the North Sea, we can recreate the glory of the ancient demon race. At that time, why fear the Heaven Origin Dao Sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately drew a chorus of agreement.

Kong Chan, however, smiled and shook his head, his prayer beads clicking even more rapidly in his hand.

"You also said 'at that time,' but hasn't that time not arrived yet? Besides, you have not experienced the ancient war between humans and demons; you don't know the fearsome reputation of the Holy Land, so how could it be so easily provoked?"

The demons looked at each other.

They felt it was somewhat absurd.

The Holy Land is indeed very strong; they suffered heavy losses when they attacked the Yuan Demon Sect back then.

Even after two hundred years of recuperation while sealed in the Arctic Night Yama Heaven, they haven't recovered even half of their peak strength, which is why they can only slowly plan the recovery of their old lands step by step.

But when it comes down to it, the Yuan Demon Sect was taken down by them!

How much stronger could the Heaven Origin Dao Sect, which shares the same name, be?

But thinking of the demon monk Kong Chan's awe, and Fu Chaosheng, who only has early Nascent Soul cultivation but dares to spout nonsense in front of them using the Holy Land's name, the attitudes of both sides seem to explain everything.

The prestige of the Dao Sect is such that even Kong Chan, at the late Nascent Soul stage, dares not act rashly and can only warn them with words.

"Sigh, I hope the Heaven Origin Dao Sect abides by the agreements within their human race, does not interfere in the affairs of outer continents, and gives our North Sea demon race enough time!"

Kong Chan lowered his brow and fingered his beads, his expression compassionate.

The demons suddenly realized; no wonder they were ordered not to attack Shenyuan City, no wonder the two ancient demons above told them not to easily provoke the disciples of the Heaven Origin Dao Sect—the real purpose is here!

Do not provoke the Dao Sect, lest they raise an army to the North Sea.

Thereby giving the North Sea demon race more time to recover the old lands and build a true demon race Holy Land!

Among the five demon cultivators, a man with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing was staring hatefully at the figure on a high tower of the Sword-Halberd ship.

"Consider yourself lucky!"

Luo Chen rested his hand on the railing, with the Black King lying on his shoulder.

"Master, the Shark Emperor Liu Jun is also ahead; he seems to have sensed my presence."

Luo Chen's expression was calm. "He didn't just sense your presence; he also recognized me."

The Black King was astonished. With the Master's ability, would he be recognized so easily?

Luo Chen didn't explain anything.

Inside the Withered-Prosperous True Fire, that wisp of ghostly blue flame from the Shark Emperor Liu Jun still hasn't been extinguished to this day.

It's not that he can't, but that he doesn't want to.

Luo Chen is keeping that flame to study why it can target the physical bodies of desolate beasts.

If he can figure it out, he can fill in a potential weakness of his own.

Now that they are so close, and with the Black King, who had revealed its true form during the battle in the Blazing Purgatory, the Shark Emperor Liu Jun would be unworthy of being called a generation of Demon Emperor if he still couldn't recognize him.

"No need to pay him any mind; they wouldn't dare to make a move on the Sword-Halberd ship. Besides, if a fight really breaks out, as long as I don't face that demon monk, it's not yet certain who will win between the Shark Emperor and me."

Although he said it wasn't certain, Luo Chen's face showed no fear at all.

When he was at the Core Formation realm, he didn't fear the Shark Emperor Liu Jun.

Now that he has achieved the Nascent Soul, his abilities are even greater than before; even in the vast ocean, he has the confidence to fight and win!

At this moment, his gaze was deep, and his spiritual sense permeated the area.

Using both his spiritual sense and spiritual eyes, he carefully observed the tragic battle in the Blue Ice Sea.

This was also his first time witnessing a clash between a top-tier Nascent Soul sect and the North Sea Demon Alliance.

Clearly, this battle had been going on for a long time, at least ten days or half a month.

On the sea full of solid ice, the corpses of human cultivators and demon beasts could be seen everywhere.

That Ice Soul Lingshan, built from countless ten-thousand-year-old ice, was stained red with blood, and the mountain-protecting array was tottering.

The Nascent Soul-level combatants participating, in Luo Chen's perception, numbered at least in the double digits.

Both sides were evenly matched until the appearance of the Ghost Immortal Tower.

"It's him again!"

Luo Chen murmured, and waves of emotion rose in his heart.

The stark white ice, centered on the Ice Extreme Sect's spirit mountain, stretched for ten thousand miles.

Beneath the solid ice, the seawater flowed in trickles, a deep blue.

Intertwined and reflecting each other, they formed the so-called "Blue Ice Sea."

Even the previous war between humans and demons had not caused this Blue Ice Sea to collapse.

But after the appearance of that monster that looked like a red building, everything changed.

Wherever the Ghost Immortal Tower's feet passed, the ice layer shattered and the ocean surged.

The tentacles of giant squids were draped behind it like hair.

As it ran, corpses on the battlefield were rolled up by the squid tentacles and swallowed into its mouth, and strands of invisible foul energy gathered toward it, forming layer upon layer of ghostly illusions.

"This Loose Cultivator Huang has good potential, and to have such a realm at a young age, after joining Heaven-Earth Peak in the future, he will inevitably grow faster."

Luo Chen felt a sense of enlightenment.

He didn't know if it was because his cultivation was higher, allowing him to better recognize the strength of the Ghost Immortal Tower, or if the opponent had truly become stronger.

At this moment, in his perception, the Ghost Immortal Tower vaguely had a sense of merging with heaven and earth.

The solid ice melted for it, the ocean cheered and surged for it, and even the sky became dim because of its appearance.

A Nascent Soul True Person from the Ice Extreme Sect made a move, attempting to stop it from attacking the spirit mountain.

But facing the incoming flying sword, the Ghost Immortal Tower didn't dodge or evade, charging straight forward.

Swish!

The flying sword missed.

This scene left everyone astonished.

Luo Chen was thoughtful. "Those ghostly illusions surrounding the Ghost Immortal Tower can also affect the spiritual sense of Nascent Soul True Persons, leading to attacks missing?"

The Nascent Soul True Person of the Ice Extreme Sect was no fool and soon realized this, no longer attacking with single flying swords but releasing wide-range attacks.

But the Ghost Immortal Tower ignored this level of attack, letting it bombard its body.

All the attacks were like clay oxen entering the sea, not causing it the slightest injury.

A desolate beast body that can absorb damage?

Luo Chen had another layer of enlightenment.

Then he realized it wasn't his imagination; the Ghost Immortal Tower had truly become stronger.

It seemed to have infinitely approached the fifth-tier level, which was why it could attract the response of heaven and earth.

"If no one else steps in to stop it, if this continues, the Ghost Immortal Tower will surely reach the gates of the Ice Extreme Sect."

As this thought appeared, a roar came from above that ten-thousand-year ice mountain.

"Evil beast, retreat!"

A powerful spiritual sense suddenly erupted.

Within his line of sight, a small black dot flew up from the ice mountain, and he pointed a finger.

It was a seemingly plain and unremarkable finger, yet it erupted with an unimaginable aurora, landing on the Ghost Immortal Tower in an instant.

Pfft!

A hole the size of a millstone pierced through the Ghost Immortal Tower's huge head.

With just one strike, it killed the desolate beast Ghost Immortal Tower!

"Is this the Ice Extreme Sect's Supreme Elder, Ji Hanzi?" Luo Chen felt a tremor in his heart; beneath that plain and unremarkable finger, he felt a chill throughout his body.

Clearly, with his current physique comparable to a mid-stage desolate beast, he would absolutely be unable to withstand that finger.

A late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator is truly terrifying!

However, Luo Chen could also see that after executing this move, Ji Hanzi's aura had clearly declined.

"That move also takes a heavy toll on him!"

Luo Chen thought to himself, but the next moment, he realized something.

"No!"

Beneath the ice mountain, the Ghost Immortal Tower, with its head pierced, still stood in the ocean, its proud thousand-foot-tall body not falling.

Suddenly!

Its body moved again, with an unstoppable momentum, soaring into the sky and roaring toward Ji Hanzi's position.

The rumbling sound waves shook the cultivators' souls until they were in turmoil.

This was what Luo Chen, who was far away, perceived.

And on the battlefield near the Ice Extreme Sect, within a thousand-mile radius, everyone who heard the sound bled from their seven orifices and died, even the demon beasts.

Only a few Nascent Soul-stage demon cultivators were prepared and unaffected.

The rest, including the Nascent Soul True Persons of the Ice Extreme Sect, also looked dazed after hearing that roar, their bodies falling uncontrollably to the ground.

Ji Hanzi was at the center of the Ghost Immortal Tower's roar and was the most affected.

Although he was still in the air and hadn't fallen, he was dazed and wooden, not knowing what kind of heavy damage his soul had suffered.

He didn't even see the giant palm extended by the Ghost Immortal Tower.

Crack!

Crack!

Layers of light curtains moved in response, blocking the Ghost Immortal Tower's attack, but wherever the giant hand passed, the array light curtains shattered.

"Uh..."

When Ji Hanzi woke up, what he saw was the giant hand slowly retracting and a slightly opened blood-red mouth.

His expression was terrified; he seemed not to have expected this at all.

Clusters of spiritual light erupted from his body, and several powerful true artifacts spat out, cutting at the giant hand.

To this, the Ghost Immortal Tower paid no heed, simply opening its mouth and swallowing Ji Hanzi in one gulp.

After chewing a few times, screams came from its mouth.

Such a scene was extremely horrifying.

A dignified late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator actually ended up with such a miserable outcome?

Boom!

A cloud of blood mist exploded from the Ghost Immortal Tower's broken head, and a Nascent Soul fled in a panic.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, there was still the power to resist.

However, the Ghost Immortal Tower's soul core doesn't seem to be in its head?

Even with its brain constantly being damaged, its actions were not affected in the slightest.

Seeing the Nascent Soul flee, it reached out and grabbed again without hesitation.

Ji Hanzi's face was full of resentment as he crushed a golden talisman with his bare hands.

"Li Canghai, save me!"

As the words fell, heaven and earth stood still.

In the sky, a huge vortex appeared, and a figure stepped out from it slowly.

It was a figure with a blurred face, hidden within countless wind and cloud patterns.

He looked down at the ground, reached out a hand, and Ji Hanzi's Nascent Soul fell into his grasp.

At this moment, the Ghost Immortal Tower trembled, forcibly breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

It looked up and roared crazily at the person.

Just like the previous explosive roar, it appeared again.

Yet this time, it was like a breeze brushing against the face, having no effect on that person at all.

Some demon cultivators present realized something and shouted quickly: "Senior Li, you have an agreement with our clan's lord; you must not interfere in battles below the Soul Transformation stage."

The person with the blurred face remained unmoved, and without any visible action, simply released a small seal painted with blurred patterns of mountains, rivers, and seas.

Once the small seal appeared, heaven and earth fell silent.

The next moment, a huge rumbling sound came from the center of the battlefield.

Amidst everyone's stunned silence, the Ice Soul Lingshan of the Ice Extreme Sect, which had stood for countless years, broke out of the sea, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the small seal.

Because of the integration of this mountain, the blurred patterns on the small seal seemed to become a bit clearer.

"The Blue Ice Sea is yours now."

A simple sentence, and the only sentence.

After speaking, the person turned around and disappeared into the vortex.

From beginning to end, except for the Ghost Immortal Tower catching his attention, no other person or thing entered his eyes.

Coming here once, saving one person, and taking one mountain—that was all.

At this moment, the terrifying pressure that had shrouded a ten-thousand-mile radius finally disappeared completely.

On the Blue Ice Sea, only the Ghost Immortal Tower's furious roars continued to sound.

Outside the sea area, the demon monk Kong Chan lowered his head, his body trembling uncontrollably.

After a long while, he raised his head, a forced smile appearing on his face.

"Congratulations to our clan for taking another territory."

The crowd opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

With the Ghost Immortal Tower taking the lead, taking the Blue Ice Sea was not surprising.

But the Ice Soul Lingshan of the Ice Extreme Sect being taken away also meant that the main vein of the large fourth-tier spirit vein here had been taken away.

What is the point of taking such a piece of territory?

On the Sword-Halberd ship, the cultivators looked at each other, seemingly not expecting the final result to be like this.

The survival of the Ice Extreme Sect had already been decided the moment the Ghost Immortal Tower appeared.

After all, in the current North Sea, the desolate beast Ghost Immortal Tower is known as the existence closest to the Soul Transformation realm; Ji Hanzi's all-out strike, although it severely wounded the opponent, was of no avail.

But the appearance of the great power Li Canghai brought some confusion to the result.

What disappointed everyone was that he did not take action against the demon beasts here, only saving Ji Hanzi's Nascent Soul and taking away the Ice Extreme Sect's spirit mountain.

Was it because of the so-called Soul Transformation agreement?

No one knew.

Only Fu Chaosheng looked at that side with a complex expression before withdrawing his gaze.

"Let's go!"

The Sword-Halberd ship continued.

This time, there were no demon beasts following.

In the secret room on the fifth floor of the Kunxiao Palace, Luo Chen recalled the scene of the Ice Soul Lingshan being taken away, his expression filled with shock and uncertainty.

"Is that the method of forming an array by connecting islands?"