Of course, if you look at the descriptions of the Mountain Sea Realm in so texts, there are only a few places that are such vast oceans.
East Ming Abyss, South Ocean, North Sea.
And the East Ming Abyss was always shrouded in thick Netherworld Qi and ghostly fog, completely dark, so this place definitely was not the East Ming Abyss.
So that left only the South Ocean and the North Sea.
The South Ocean is full of strange Gu, and the North Sea is filled with demons—neither are good places!
Luo Chen’s complexion slightly changed, he silently retreated and gently brushed his sleeve to erase any trace of his presence left outside.
When he returned to the cave where the Teleportation Formation was carved, he fell silent for a mont.
He could now be certain that sothing had gone terribly wrong during the teleportation!
Otherwise, Han Zhan spoke of the Great Snow Mountain; why would he end up in this endless ocean?
And regarding the powerful force left by Han Zhan at that ti, it seed it was not ant for him but intended for the White Bone Mysterious Snake in the White Bone Palace of the Great Snow Mountain.
But unexpectedly, a wisp of the Nirvana Sacred Fire, weakened countless tis, not only completely consud Han Zhan’s backup plan but also seriously injured him to the point that even now he had not awakened.
Luo Chen stared intently at the charred black wooden little man.
A surge of killing intent suddenly rose in Luo Chen’s heart.
He could clearly sense Han Zhan’s current weakness, so weak that even a Foundation Establishnt True Cultivator could kill him.
A faintly perceivable Divine Soul, curling up inside the black wooden little man, unable to receive nourishnt from a fleshly body’s Sea of Consciousness.
The other’s recovery was extrely slow.
Should he kill him?
A malevolent thought arose!
Having seen too many tis the formidable nature of a Nascent Soul, Luo Chen knew better.
Even the weakest Initial Stage Nascent Soul Conversion Cultivator was not sothing a Golden Core Cultivator could contend with.
Even though there was only a trace of Divine Soul left and no threat seed apparent,
Han Zhan’s strongest skills were Divine Soul Attacks and Puppet Control.
Who knew if he could launch so bizarre attack with just a wisp of soul remnants?
It was not wise to allow such a threat to linger nearby.
To kill him was the royal road!
Luo Chen flipped his wrist, and a wisp of azure flas spread over it, ready to erase Han Zhan’s soul from existence.
As for whether to fall into reincarnation, return to the Netherworld, or completely lose the chance of being reborn, Luo Chen could not predict.
The cold heat gradually neared the black wooden little man.
But ultimately, Luo Chen waved his hand, dispersing the Prosperity and Decline True Fire.
"Enough! Enough!"
He recalled the nurous tis the Luo Yun Sect had looked after him along the way.
Whether it was the deal with Tian Xingzi during the battle at Burning Incense Valley, or when he was advancing to the Golden Core Period and Golden Core Qu Xi Bai from Luo Yun Sect voluntarily opened the Immortal City prohibition to help him, even beneath Thousand Leaves Peak, when Han Zhan assisted him while he was afflicted by the Demon Qi of the Golden Wolf King.
Although there were mutual benefits involved in these incidents, overall, the cooperation between both parties was sincere.
Especially!
Luo Chen reflected on the scene when the spatial teleportation Big Formation was activated.
At that ti, Han Zhan had already been gravely injured by the Nirvana Sacred Fire, surely aware that even if the teleportation succeeded, he would be powerless and at the rcy of others.
But nonetheless, he handed over the Azure Phoenix Feather to him.
"Do not fail !"
Han Zhan’s low shout still echoed in his ears.
Luo Chen shook his head.
"If another sincerily treats well, I shall reciprocate with honesty."
He extinguished his intention to kill Han Zhan.
But Luo Chen didn’t do nothing.
Instead, with a thought, he took an item from his storage ring.
Primordial Chaos Tripod!
Looking at the great cauldron, a look of both love and fear appeared in Luo Chen’s eyes.
Which family’s Natal Magic Item does not obey its owner?
However, Tian Yezi had already perished, and there should be no one else in the world who could control this treasure, even if Han Zhan and Qing Shuang, who had participated in its creation, couldn’t achieve that much.
After all, Tian Yezi was a Master of Alchemy, and Luo Chen was the owner of this treasure; others had only added so Arrays.
They couldn’t achieve the level of turning the tables.
"The Primordial Chaos Tripod itself cos with effects such as suppression, confinent, and capturing, perfectly suitable for this situation!"
Luo Chen released a strand of Qi Power, and imdiately grey chains erged from the small tripod.
Different from the Azure Chains summoned by Tian Yezi, the ones Luo Chen summoned were red.
One symbolized Wind System Magical Power, the other symbolized Fire System Magical Power.
The chains slowly wrapped around the black wooden little man, then gradually pulled it into the cauldron.
This completely isolated the inside from the outside, preventing Han Zhan from spying on Luo Chen or attempting any tricks.
Even if Han Zhan woke up, without Luo Chen opening the Primordial Chaos Tripod, he could only honestly stay inside.
"When he wakes up, I’ll negotiate with him and see what he has to say!"
"If it really doesn’t work out, then we’ll each go our own way and part amicably."
"At least we’ll achieve a good closing to our relationship."
Murmuring to himself, Luo Chen looked around, then randomly chose a spot to sit cross-legged and started to circulate his Natal Qi Technique.
At this mont, his cultivation base was sowhat unstable.
He had just broken through to the Third Layer Golden Core and went to find Tian Yezi. He hadn’t stabilized even his minor realm.
A long-distance spatial teleportation had consud too much of his Qi Power.
In such a state, it wasn’t suitable to venture outside.
Even if the Qi environnt here was sparse, it was still better than nothing.
The dim Cave Mansion gradually quieted down, the only audible sound being the rhythmic breathing of the ragged-clad daoist, absorbing the sparse Heaven and Earth Qi of this place.
...
Half a month later.
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