Carefully calculating, the great battle between the righteous and demonic factions in the North Sea has lasted nearly a hundred years, starting from small-scale skirmishes to an all-out war.
Particularly after full-scale war broke out, the tug-of-war between both sides continued for fifty years.
Initially, the immortal and demonic forces launched a fierce attack against the Canghai Righteous Alliance, gaining absolute advantage. After capturing half of the North Sea Human Clan’s territory, both sides halted their actions and stood equally matched.
At that ti, it could barely be considered a rare period of peace in the North Sea Cultivation World after the fall of the Yuan Mo Sect.
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The immortal and demonic factions occupied half of the North Sea Human Clan’s domain, while the Canghai Righteous Alliance occupied two-thirds of the remaining half. Although their territory was not as vast as the immortal and demonic factions, it was the core area cultivated for thousands of years by the North Sea Immortal Cultivators.
The remaining areas were divided among the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, the Tianyuan Business Alliance, and so remote small forces.
At that ti, order was relatively stable, and even if there were minor frictions, they only occurred between the righteous and demonic sides.
Immortal exchange and comrcial interactions had once resud.
Even when Luo Chen traveled to the Far North and the Southeast in his early years, as long as he didn’t deliberately cause trouble, no one would target him.
Unfortunately.
This peace was completely broken a few months ago.
As the anomaly of the Oblivion Sea Gold Heaven Black Sea disappeared, the Penglai Immortal Sect inexplicably began to reduce its military forces, significantly recalling its external sect disciples.
In this way, the balance between the righteous and demonic sides was disrupted.
The Canghai Righteous Alliance changed its passive stance of being oppressed for fifty years, taking the initiative to recover the Immortal Island Waters previously occupied by the Mo Luo Sect.
The intensity of the war inadvertently affected those small forces still unaware of the changing tides.
The Sui Family’s fleet forced to turn near the burning city gate was considered quite wise for the leading cultivator.
But Luo Chen charging into the center of the battle seed sowhat reckless.
A Great Cultivator at the late Golden Core Stage could dominate one side under normal circumstances, and with so restraint, could roam the North Sea.
However, in such a war involving tens of thousands of cultivators, it truly didn’t amount to much.
Riding the Wooden Kite, Luo Chen entered the flas of battle, covered by a mana shield, plunging forward without hesitation.
Suddenly, a Flying Sword emitting powerful qi power pierced the air from the front.
Luo Chen’s expression remained unchanged as he extended his right hand, his fingers spread wide.
Seeing this, the Canghai Alliance’s Golden Core Cultivator, who had summoned the Flying Sword, sneered, amazed that soone could be this arrogant, attempting to seize the Flying Sword with bare hands.
Didn’t he know that magic items are controlled at will and cannot be so easily snatched barehanded?
Even if the opponent had so backing, as long as he dodged this attempt and slashed sideways, he could sever an arm, then...
He thought to himself, controlling the Flying Sword to brush past and slash at the face.
But in the next mont!
The opponent’s large hand teleported a few inches, blocking the sharp Flying Sword.
Then, the five fingers grasped down!
The Flying Sword seed to have spirituality, as its rigid blade suddenly beca soft, winding around the opponent’s fingertips like a Spiritual Snake.
Luo Chen’s expression remained calm as he twisted the soft sword into a braid, intertwining it on his arm before giving it a slight shake.
Crack, crack, crack...
The Natal Magic Item was destroyed, causing the Canghai Alliance Cultivator to suffer a severe blow, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood on the spot.
Luo Chen didn’t even glance at him, casually flicking the Flying Sword fragnts in another direction.
There, a solid small mountain range ca rumbling toward him.
The mountain range showed no fear in the face of these fragnts.
However!
Luo Chen’s seemingly casual flick contained exquisite technique, and he attempted to inject Origin Force into it.
The densely packed fragnts, enveloped in a bloody light, plunged into the mountain range.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Within a single breath, the fragnts sliced through the mountain range like cutting through tofu, attacking the Mo Luo Sect Cultivator who released this magic item.
It was a group of cultivators, around seven to eight people gathered together.
These fragnts, after penetrating the mountain range magic item, continued with undiminished montum, directly exploding amidst them.
Accompanying the sound of explosions was a chorus of wails.
Luo Chen, without even looking at the aftermath, stood on the Wooden Kite, swiftly passing through this battlefield.
The previously intense battle between the righteous and demonic sides actually ca to a halt due to his intervention.
In this vast battlefield, it appeared extrely bizarre.
On the Canghai Righteous Alliance’s side, Shang Junshu hurriedly flew over, looking at the middle-aged cultivator who had just spewed blood with a pale face; it was he who had sent out the Flying Sword.
"Second Uncle, how are you?"
"I am fine, but my Natal Flying Sword was destroyed, my mind is injured, and I am not fit for battle anymore." The middle-aged cultivator wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, looking in terror at the black-clothed cultivator, "He’s an old monster at the Nascent Soul Stage!"
With a single barehanded destruction of a magic item and a heavy blow to seven or eight Mo Luo Sect Golden Core Cultivators, aside from a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, he couldn’t think of anyone who could achieve such feats.
Shang Junshu looked in surprise at the departing figure of the black-clothed cultivator, but that person clearly emitted the realm of the Golden Core Period!
Though his qi power was domineering and pure, far surpassing theirs, it did not reach the level of a Nascent Soul Stage old monster.
After looking a mont longer, Shang Junshu showed a puzzled expression.
Why did this person give him a faint sense of familiarity?
As if he had seen him sowhere before?
The middle-aged cultivator, under the protection of Shang Junshu, retreated from the front line.
"Young Master, why are you here? Shouldn’t you be in the rear, leading our Four Seas Comrce Guild personnel in organizing logistical supplies?"
The young man called him second uncle, yet he couldn’t ignore the family’s etiquette.
Shang Junshu, still suspiciously eyeing Luo Chen’s departing figure, said, "Father arrived, and I ca along with him. Soon, we might have to negotiate with the Lie Tian Sect Master."
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