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With a casual grasp, the two fish beca secured in his hands.
"The Grandmaster gladly accepts this!"
A flash of Spirit Light in his hand, and the Life and Death Gu vanished instantly.
anwhile, an enraged and piercing roar echoed from behind.
"Give it back!"
Bang!
Master Li Tian erupted in unreal Flas, wielding three sword-like arms, and charged towards Luo Chen with the Corpse Rotting Sword in hand.
He had forcibly freed himself from the suppressing power of the Primordial Chaos Tripod!
Facing the crazed Master Li Tian, Luo Chen’s lips curled into a sneer.
"Did you really think the Grandmaster was easy to bully? Without the Wind-Ripple Pavilion, how can you be my match?"
He advanced instead of retreating, waving the Yuan Tu Sword with agility.
One slash!
Clang!
The Corpse Rotting Sword, secretly refined by Master Li Tian for hundreds of years, could no longer withstand the unmatched sharpness; it broke into several pieces, with the hilt stabbing into the ground.
Luo Chen casually scattered his hand.
Five Sword Pills spun out, positioned at five points, embodying the Five Elents.
tal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, mutually balancing yet forming an endless cycle.
Boom!
The overwhelming Sword Silk burst forth.
Not a bit inferior to the Sword Qi Storm from the earlier self-destruction of Wind-Ripple Pavilion, it wrapped Master Li Tian within.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless Sword Silks threaded through, continually cutting and slaughtering, forcing Master Li Tian into a desperate struggle with no escape.
After a few rounds, his three mantis-like sword arms were sheared off, leaving only one.
Luo Chen retracted the Yuan Tu Blood Sword, stepped back, and pressed his palms together, pushing forward.
Buzz...
A Great Handprint resembling a Proud Sun slowly erged, seemingly slow but quickly rushing into the Great Five Elents Sword Formation.
A heartrending scream was heard.
Qingyang’s Great Handprint smashed through the formation, pressing a figure to crash onto the hardened ground.
All these seed complex.
Yet in Luo Chen’s hands, it was rely a quick series of instinctive combat links.
With a thought, the five Sword Pills circled beside him, the Primordial Chaos Tripod was supported ahead.
Luo Chen looked down from above at the wretched figure within the five-fingered handprint on the ground.
Though pitiful and battered, he still retained a breath of life.
It’s unknown how much Qi-Blood he secretly refined from others with the Demon Heart Gu, nurturing his Physical body to such liveliness even after Luo Chen’s relentless attacks.
Among the many opponents Luo Chen had encountered, this was a tenacious type.
The only pity was that, although his Realm was high and his tactics varied, his Spell Battle experience was sowhat crude.
Perhaps this also related to his forced concealnt of his true identity over the years and his rise in status after mastering Gu Refining.
With higher status, opportunities for combat diminished.
Thus, honing combat techniques naturally beca implausible.
Luo Chen, for a brief ti, felt a hint of unfulfilled excitent.
Crack, crack, crack...
Sounds of breaking free rang out.
Not only from the struggling Master Li Tian but also from the Black King previously sealed by the Triple Blood Shackles.
Luo Chen’s magic power shifted, and the Black King broke free.
"Have you neglected your cultivation too?" Luo Chen asked.
The Black King felt full of grievances, though he often slept, that was also his cultivation thod, normally, he didn’t slack off or laze around.
The truth was, the enemies his master encountered recently all greatly exceeded his capability range.
The strongest below Divine Transformation, Qing Shuang, the Demon Emperor!
Once the foremost cultivator in Extre East, True Master Shenyuan!
Master Li Tian, the South Border’s Poison Refining Master!
Which one of these could he handle?
"Master..."
"Never mind, return!"
Luo Chen felt unwilling to overly bla the Black King; his ability to alleviate so pressure at crucial monts was already the best effort possible.
The Black King murmured in agreent, flew towards him, and said, "Master, beneath this tomb, seems there’s a big thing."
"A big thing?"
Luo Chen was montarily taken aback.
But imdiately, he realized if the Black King called it a "big thing," it was definitely not soone like Hong Ye Granny or the Flying Yaksha.
His expression changed slightly, and he pointed decisively at Master Li Tian.
Sword Qi detached from his body, arriving instantaneously.
Poof!
A giant hole suddenly opened in the middle of Master Li Tian’s forehead.
For a Nascent Soul expert, the Physical body was no longer a fatal weakness; even if the heart was taken, one could fight for a short ti.
But the head remained particularly fragile, especially since it involved the Sea of Consciousness where the Divine Soul resided.
Under one Sword Qi, the Sea of Consciousness was entirely destroyed.
Following closely, more Sword Qi surged forth.
Luo Chen was doing his utmost to ensure complete destruction.
A blood-colored Nascent Soul Small Person crawled out from Master Li Tian’s corpse, facing the approaching Sword Qi, his eyes held a look of resentnt.
Yet, it was rely resentnt.
Due to the omnipresent suppressive force of the Primordial Chaos Tripod, his Nascent Soul still couldn’t rge with the world.
"Luo Chen, I won’t let you go even if I beco a ghost."
The hateful voice echoed, and Luo Chen slightly smiled.
The number of people he had killed in his life was countless.
Among them, there were many who held grudges. If each of them turned into a fierce ghost to seek revenge, he would have died long ago.
"Die!"
Sword Qi wove together, threads unending.
It continuously broke through the defenses of Master Li Tian’s Nascent Soul, with death imminent.
And in the next mont...
Boom!
The ground suddenly cracked open, and a massive bloody mouth erged, swallowing Master Li Tian’s Nascent Soul whole.
Vague sounds of chewing echoed.
Then, an eerie green and yellow head appeared in front of Luo Chen.
As soon as it appeared, those lively eyes fixed on Luo Chen.
"What kind of creature is this?"
Luo Chen felt astonished, but his hands didn’t slow down.
He pressed down with a palm!
It struck on the strange head.
Boom!
The imnse force was pushed, but the result was unexpected.
Luo Chen was forced into a backward flight, crashing directly into the solid wall.
He fell helplessly.
"Master!"
An anxious voice rang out, and the Black King was about to appear again.
Luo Chen pressed it down, his mind racing, but only one thought remained.
"Escape!"
The Origin Force regenerated, launching him skyward.
The ground continued to sink as the peculiar green and yellow creature lay quietly on the ground, its long tongue lashing about, watching Luo Chen attempt to flee without hurrying to intercept.
In the next mont.
Bang!
The entrance of Netherworld Mountain, which had been blasted open by the Fla Dragon’s birth, unknowingly closed up, transforming into a tough barrier that blocked Luo Chen.
Not only blocking Luo Chen but also the surviving Hong Ye Granny from before.
The two exchanged a glance and imdiately acted without hesitation.
One held an Array Disk, performing a Shifting Technique.
The other wielding the Blood Sword, breaking through air with a slash.
But the Shifting Technique was interrupted and collapsed, erging uncontrollably within the tomb.
The Blood Sword, sharp and unmatched, splintered through the tough walls.
However, surprisingly, the faster it was broken, the faster it was restored.
Drip, drip.
Luo Chen stood on the ground, watching the dripping blood, an unstoppable thought erging in his mind.
Could this Netherworld Mountain be the body of so giant beast?
The seemingly unbreakable walls, in reality, were its internal flesh and blood?
And what about this creature before him?
The strange yellow-green monster struggled its way out from beneath the tomb.
Its body wasn’t large, only a dozen feet in length.
But the terrifying power within its flesh, evident from how it took a full blow from Luo Chen’s palm with just its head, said a lot.
Especially its gaze towards Luo Chen, which held an increasingly urgent and greedy intent.
"It’s a Fifth-order Desolate Beast, the Netherworld Earth Dragon!"
An anxious voice from the side was Hong Ye Granny.
The words Netherworld Earth Dragon instantly brought relevant information to Luo Chen’s mind.
It was rumored that the great power Yin Yang Zi had contracted, using a Life and Death Gu, a Fifth-Order-level Desolate Beast—Netherworld Earth Dragon.
With the help of this beast’s ability to traverse the Netherworld and connect Yin and Yang, significant achievents were made in the path of Yin and Yang.
But wasn’t that Netherworld Earth Dragon long dead due to its lifespan running out?
Could this be a ploy by the other side to feign death and leave behind a hidden card?
Luo Chen had no ti to ponder, as the greedy eyes watching him from before had beco more urgent.
"Life and Death Gu!"
In an instant, Luo Chen understood everything.
This smaller Netherworld Earth Dragon was a backup plan by Yin Yang Zi, and the Life and Death Gu hidden in the Black Coffin was perhaps another one?
It was just that for so reason, the Gu insect hadn’t successfully advanced to the Fifth Order, delaying the resurrection of Yin Yang Zi.
But now that it’s awakened, rging the two into one was a necessary matter.
"Return the Life and Death Gu, or keep it?"
Luo Chen glanced at the Netherworld Earth Dragon, and a decision ford instantly in his mind.
Even if he gave it back, it wouldn’t necessarily spare him.
In which case...
A fierce light flashed in Luo Chen’s eyes, placing a single palm vertically before his chest.
"Co out!"
In the next mont, the shadow of a small tree appeared in the tomb’s hall.
Boundless greenish-white flas, centered on Luo Chen, swept over everything.
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