Now...
Luo Chen gripped the hilt and slowly drew the sword out.
Within, the Sword Spirit transmitted a maddening notion as if it wished to annihilate everything.
Endless blood-red light erged with the sword, like streams cascading around, carving uneven trenches into the earth.
Luo Chen’s expression turned vicious, "Having acknowledged as your master, do you still dare to rebel?"
As he spoke, the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire engulfed the Yuan Tu Sword.
It seed poised to refine the sword at any provocation.
Under the threat of the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit unwillingly vibrated a few tis, ultimately choosing to submit.
The stone in Luo Chen’s heart finally settled.
This was the downside of nurturing the Yuan Tu Sword within the acupoint of the arm.
The spirit wasn’t closely connected to him, with a will too strong of its own.
Unlike the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit, which, despite achieving Fifth Order, willingly submitted to Luo Chen’s control, requiring only an enormous amount of Qi Power.
After extracting the Yuan Tu Sword, Luo Chen placed it before him, gazing at the gleaming blade with satisfaction in his eyes.
Once renowned as the Godslayer Blood Sword of Coldlight Island, its power was now even more unparalleled.
After digesting Heize Ancestor’s Primordial Spirit, it might very well take the final step, break free from the shackles of a Pseudo-Spirit Treasure, and achieve the true Spirit Treasure Rank.
At that ti, Luo Chen would possess a weapon of unparalleled destruction!
"Take your ti to recuperate!"
A flash of blood light, and the Yuan Tu Sword vanished.
The shell of Heize Ancestor then fell heavily to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
In the distance, the sound of sobbing could be heard.
Ye Ruoli sobbed uncontrollably, "Why... why..."
She couldn’t understand why everything had changed.
In one night, the once flourishing sect had been swallowed by war.
The revered ancestor had died at the hands of the Pill Saint Hall Master.
For her, who had grown up in the Dark Abyss Sect, under the protection of her elders, the shock was overwhelming.
Luo Chen looked over and t Ye Ruoli’s eyes.
A trace of resentnt flashed through them.
Unfazed, Luo Chen looked down at Heize Ancestor’s body.
Why?
Perhaps it was simply because the other party didn’t show enough respect?
For the high and mighty Great Powers of the Dark Abyss Sect, every cultivator in the Eastern Wasteland was at their beck and call.
Was it him who invited the wolf into the house?
No!
It was rely because they attracted the Demon Phoenix.
As a re Nascent Soul True Master, he was but a pawn to be moved at will by the Divine Transformation Great Powers.
"A True Master isn’t true, a Great Power isn’t great, to attain free and unending Longevity, one must beco an immortal."
Murmuring, Luo Chen released a wisp of Nirvana Sacred Fire, reducing Heize Ancestor’s body to ashes.
This way, even if questioned by a powerful mber of the Dark Abyss Sect, he could claim it was Qi Xia Emperor who killed him.
In fact, Heize Ancestor’s downfall was indeed thanks to Qi Xia Emperor.
Luo Chen’s sword stroke was rely the final straw.
Having completed all of this, Luo Chen waved a hand backward.
Thud!
Luo Lingxi stood dazed, watching the woman in front of him fall beside him, still feeling remnants of her gentle touch.
He looked at the now lifeless Ye Ruoli, then confusedly turned to look at the tall man with his back to him.
"Father, why?"
"That’s not a question you should ask."
Luo Chen didn’t turn to look at his son, he rely gave a shake of his left shoulder, and a small dragon flew out, circling in front of him.
"Guard Lingxi, I will be back soon."
"Yes, master!" the Black King answered promptly and decisively, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Luo Chen reached out to pick up the token on the ground, activated his Qi Power, and his entire being was enveloped in mist, disappearing from the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.
The vast Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land was now silent.
Only the Black Dragon lay coiled, only the golden fire circle steadily burned.
The young man sat limp within it, guarding the woman’s gradually cooling body.
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