"Tian Xuan, take Jinghe and go first. I’ll be right behind you."
The Qingyang’s Great Handprint, transford after the Nascent Soul Stage, possesses a power far superior to its original version, and with the addition of the Slave Spirit Mark, once unleashed, it becos uncontrollably stronger.
If not forcibly interrupted, the Qingyang’s Great Handprint, continuously gaining montum, is enough to create a path.
Luo Chen didn’t look at the two anymore, but spread his entire Divine Consciousness, searching for the true body of the Blood Nightmare Mo Luo.
He couldn’t leave now.
Because the domain, like a red canopy, had him locked tightly in place.
And with the Array’s support, unless Luo Chen could teleport a thousand miles away, the opponent could keep him locked indefinitely.
Behind Luo Chen, the Qingyang’s Great Handprint moved north, finally leaving the Lengguang Archipelago, cutting a ray of sky light through the crimson space.
And that ray of sky light closed up in an instant.
Luo Chen lightly stomped the ground, slowly rising into the air.
Beneath his feet, White Sheep Island began to lt.
Countless tainted blood rged into the ocean.
Figures bathed in bloodlight flew up from all directions, rushing towards Luo Chen.
Seeing this scene, Luo Chen snorted coldly.
"Hiding your head, shrinking your tail, yet you dare claim the title of Mo Luo?"
His right hand lightly lifted, a blazing sun slowly rose.
As it reached above his head, the blazing sun trembled and suddenly shattered, turning into thousands upon thousands of sparks.
With a flick of his fingers, the sparks shot out, flying toward the lower-order cultivators with the sa expression.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of piercing, resounding continuously.
re tens of thousands of lower-order cultivators!
In the face of absolute individual power, numbers ant nothing.
The Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s attempt to attack Luo Chen with these degraded versions of the Blood God Children was simply a delusion.
Yet, after continuously slaughtering tens of thousands of cultivators, creating a vacuum zone, Luo Chen’s expression slightly changed.
Amidst heaven and earth, an invisible force seed to be converging toward him.
And that kind of force was almost identical to what previously enveloped the lower-order cultivators.
"Do you want to refine into a Blood God Child too?"
With a thought, the Prosperity and Decline True Fire within Luo Chen surged, wrapping him externally, blocking the erosion of those forces.
Not only that, the Senluo Fire Prison expanded, lting the Red Canopy Realm above.
anwhile, he awkwardly ford a set of complicated Seal Gestures.
"This ti, let’s see if you’ll co out!"
Luo Chen’s eyes were cold, and an illusory Fire Phoenix stretched its wings behind him, gracefully flying out.
The Fire Phoenix was lifelike, its proud stance unrivaled.
As soon as it flew out, it skimd across the sea.
Wherever it passed, the Blood Sea evaporated, islands lted, countless creatures lost their lives before they could react.
It was indeed Luo Chen’s newly learned Fourth Order Technique, Fire Phoenix Scorches the Plain.
Under normal circumstances, such a newly acquired, ti-consuming high-order magic spell would never be used by Luo Chen in battle.
Yet, with the Blood Nightmare Mo Luo not appearing, it afforded him ample ti.
The leisurely executed Fire Phoenix Scorches the Plain was satisfyingly powerful to Luo Chen.
His Divine Consciousness probed the changing waves of the blood.
Suddenly, Luo Chen’s gaze tightened.
"So it’s here!"
With fingers pinched like a sword, the Fire Phoenix abruptly turned and dived into the sea area where the Feileng City ruins once lay.
Bang!
A violent explosion echoed instantly.
No debris, only a sky-high boiling mist.
Luo Chen’s Spirit Vision pierced through the mist, spotting a figure slowly rising from the Blood Sea.
White-haired, red-robed, with eyes full of madness.
It was indeed the true form of the Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, whom he’d t once in Ming Zhao Heaven!
His appearance brought the Red Canopy Realm crashing down from the sky.
Luo Chen was unafraid, as the Senluo Fire Prison extended, lting the void, creating nurous holes in the Red Canopy.
Through these holes, the fire-attribute spiritual qi scattered between heaven and earth seeped in, gathering toward Luo Chen.
Their first direct clash ended in a stalemate, with neither’s domain overpowering the other.
The craziness in Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s eyes pause, gazing at Luo Chen’s body, sowhat unfamiliar.
"Who... are you?"
Luo Chen was taken aback, he didn’t recognize him?
But on second thought, it made sense, as they had rarely interacted.
The previous recruitnt attempt was through He Yuan, a Blood God Child controlled by him, to et Luo Chen.
Even later when ordering the Hundred Craft Mountain Master to hunt him down, it was but a casual remark.
Especially now with his appearance having changed dramatically since the Ming Zhao Heaven.
So be it, since he didn’t recognize him, there was no need for this battle at the mont.
Even with hatred, he had only recently entered the Nascent Soul Stage, while the opponent had ford a Nascent Soul for many years, and as a Holy Land disciple, possessed extraordinary ans, having survived so many years of pursuit by Blood Independent Cultivators, proving his strength.
This enmity shall be avenged another day!
Luo Chen intended to leave, but fate was not on his side.
Blood Nightmare Mo Luo shook his head to himself, "You disturbed my slumber, destroyed my Blood al, thus you shall remain!"
As he spoke, he made a gestural grab.
A giant banyan tree, growing like a large umbrella on the sea surface, broke away with a crack.
A gleam of sword light flew from its trunk, landing in his hand.
It was that Blood Sword!
Luo Chen’s heart trembled, he knew this sword, proclaid a Spiritual Treasure at the Feileng City auction back then.
Even though later Han Zhan explained it was just a Pseudo-Spirit Treasure, its power to threaten Blood Independent Cultivators was not to be underestimated.
Blood Independent Cultivator raised the sword, making an ordinary slash downward.
A brilliant sword light burst forth.
Luo Chen dared not be negligent, raising both hands.
Seven layers of fire rings stacked in front of him.
Blazing Heaven Sevenfold Rings!
Not only that, the robes on him billowed, revealing armor.
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