Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 658: Luo Chen, Are You Willing to Enter My Dan Hall? - Novel Cool

Chapter 658: Luo Chen, Are You Willing to Enter My Dan Hall?

Chapter 658: Luo Chen, Are You Willing to Enter My Dan Hall?

In the quiet corridor, three sets of footsteps echoed crisply.

Suddenly, a "crack" sound was heard.

Ding Yi halted his steps and looked at the bone.

"Is this the so-called Turtle Ruins?"

The bone was clearly the remains of the ancient beast Xuan Turtle after its death.

The Lord of Cloudsoaring Cave sighed beside them, "Over countless years, numerous Xuan Turtle corpses were buried here, forming the Void Flame. A True Lord used his Artificer and Formation techniques to expand this wind, covering the entire Sinking Sea. Truly, this is an unfathomable divine ability!"

As they spoke, he and Ding Yi glanced at Luo Chen, who was walking in the middle, with their peripheral vision.

However, Luo Chen showed no interest in these Xuan Turtle remains, seemingly unaffected by them.

Of course, the Xuan Turtle remains scattered in the corridor were already useless, and the place where the Void Flame was truly formed and expanded was not here.

At this moment, Luo Chen was conversing with Han Zhan without the others noticing.

"Senior, did you know this place was where the True Lord of Refining Void met his end?"

"I have this speculation, otherwise, I wouldn't have come here on my own initiative."

"On what basis?"

"It's simple. Do you remember when I told you about the secret realm?"

Luo Chen's memory stirred, gradually piecing together clues.

"You once said that the secret realm left behind by a Divine Incarnation expert is a dangerous place for Nascent Soul cultivators, as it's filled with the power of the laws that they comprehended during their lifetime. It can easily influence Nascent Soul cultivators who haven't grasped the power of the laws."

"Yes, that's right. Your memory is quite good." Han Zhan chuckled, "So, when I learned about this kind of ancient ruins, where even Nascent Soul True Lords are helpless, but Nascent Soul cultivators can enter and exit freely. I realized that this must be the secret realm left by a Divine Incarnation expert or above."

Luo Chen was puzzled, "Could a True Lord's place of death affect the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"You, truly don't understand the meaning of Refining Void."

"Oh? Junior is willing to listen and learn." Luo Chen humbly asked.

Han Zhan didn't hold back and provided guidance, "Refining Void means refining the illusory laws and transforming them into tangible objects, gaining absolute control over the mysterious power of the laws! Therefore, this realm is also known as the Law Image Realm or the Dharma Image Realm. With such terrifying control, even after their demise, the laws they left behind won't influence those who haven't comprehended the laws. Instead, it will suppress those who have just begun to understand the power of the laws."

Refining Void? Laws? Law Image? Absolute control over the laws?

Luo Chen's head spun with these seemingly profound terms.

He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, you're only one realm higher, and you're not from a sacred land. Why do you know so much about these secrets?"

"That's the simple explanation." Han Zhan smiled lightly, "It's just a basic overview."

After a pause, he continued, his words carrying a hint of sigh.

"The founding ancestor of my sect, Luoyun Zong, obtained the corresponding inheritance from an ancient cultivator's cave abode. That's how he established our sect. Among the ancient cultivator's legacy, there was a description of these realms. I merely gained insight from others' wisdom."

So that was the case.

In the ancient war between humans and demons, countless ancient cultivators perished.

The world changed, and many cultivators were buried in the sands of history.

Later generations inherited their legacies, some rising temporarily, some founding sects, all blessed by their ancestors.

Luo Chen, who had previously feared such secret realm dangers, wasn't unmoved. He just remembered that while there were benefits, there were also risks.

This ancient cultivator's secret realm wasn't just being watched by him.

Even this time, he planned to obtain the Five Elements Lotus Platform and then retreat when the opportunity arose.

However, Luo Chen still had many doubts in his heart.

"As Ding Yi said, the ancient cultivator who died here was possibly the strongest Refining Void True Lord. I wonder how he was revered as the strongest? And how could such a powerful cultivator meet his end here? Isn't the highest cultivation level in the Mountain and Sea Realm just Nascent Soul stage? Additionally, what does the word 'demon' imply? Could this person also be a demon cultivator? The secret realm he left behind might not be that friendly!"

These doubts had been asked by Luo Chen before, but Ding Yi couldn't provide a specific answer.

At this moment, even Han Zhan seemed unable to understand, remaining silent for a long time.

Silence...

"Hm?"

Luo Chen halted his steps and looked up.

Blood flowed like a river, and corpses piled up like mountains.

A young man stood with his sword, his back to Luo Chen).

He slowly turned around, looking at Luo Chen with confusion.

"Azure Sun Demon Lord? Luo Hai?"

Looking at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar face, Luo Chen hesitated and said, "He Yuan?"

But the next moment, a sense of terror surged towards his head.

"Blood Fiend Devil!"

Blood Fiend Devil nodded, "It seems you still remember me, old friend!"

The tip of his sword trembled, pointing diagonally at Luo Chen.

"I'll give you one more chance. Submit to me."

Luo Chen's eyebrows furrowed, without any hesitation.

His body's energy circulated, and the Primordial Cauldron amplified it, releasing a vast amount of power.

The Hell of Samsara reappeared!

Luo Chen stood within it, raising his hand to strike out a palm that tore through the void.

A massive handprint emerged, overwhelming in its grandeur.

Blood Fiend Devil tried to resist, but within the Hell of Samsara, he felt his power stirring uncontrollably, difficult to control.

In a hurry, he flashed aside.

However, the green handprint had already reached him.

Boom! A loud explosion resounded.

Luo Chen stepped forward, looking at the young man who was in a sorry state, barely breathing. He shook his head slightly.

"If Blood Fiend Devil faced me directly, I might have to be more careful. But you're just an incarnation, and you dare to be so arrogant?"

Heh..."

A cold laugh escaped, and a green flame blossomed in his hand, instantly reducing the man beneath him to ashes.

Without hesitation, Luo Chen's figure vanished, flying towards the distant horizon.

At some point, the sky dimmed, and a bright moon gradually rose high above.

Luo Chen looked up at the moon, and beneath him was a small island surrounded by a ten-mile flat lake.

He raised his cup, inviting the moon to join him, forming a trio with his shadow.

A man with a sallow complexion knelt before Luo Chen, "Fellow Daoist, spare Yan Nan's life! This time, I attacked Yao Yue Island just to obtain this cultivation site. Yan Nan is willing to surrender it, I only ask to keep my life!"

Looking at Yan Nan's lowered head, Luo Chen's expression stirred slightly.

After a long while, he spoke coldly, "I can spare your life, but you must submit to me and serve me for a hundred years. If you don't agree, then I won't show mercy."

As he spoke, he slightly raised the Xuan Fire Sword in his hand.

After being forced to surrender, the shameless bandit Yan Nan's face darkened, but after half a day of silence, he reluctantly agreed.

Luo Chen revealed a smile.

"In that case, I've gained a Golden Core Cultivator to act on my behalf, which is quite wonderful."

While the man was unaware, Luo Chen's aura continuously dissipated, and soon he fell from the Nascent Soul stage.

Descending from the sky, he landed in a place filled with rugged mountains.

Ahead was an empty valley surrounded by mountains.

Several Foundation Establishment Cultivators were fighting among themselves.

Luo Chen drew his sword and soared into the sky, beheading one of the men.

The man's eyes widened in terror, "I'm the son of Yan Meng, a Golden Core Cultivator! You can't kill me!"

The sword halted at the man's neck.

Yan Lei gasped for breath and quickly explained his origins.

Luo Chen, standing across from him, had a conflicted expression.

"Is it worth it to provoke a Golden Core Cultivator for this person?"

Sheathing his Xuan Fire Sword, Yan Lei felt a burden lifted, and after expressing his gratitude, he hurriedly left.

When he reached a distant place, he turned back with hatred in his eyes.

"Dan Chenzi, I'll remember you. Wait for your death!"

Half a month later, as Luo Chen was slaughtering on the battlefield, he encountered an aged man who arrived riding on a sea of golden clouds.

"Luo Chen, offer your life for my son!"

Luo Chen's expression turned fearful, "I spared him, you can't kill me?"

The old man sneered and pointed with his finger like a sword, causing the golden clouds to transform into golden swords that slashed through the air towards Luo Chen.

Luo Chen scrambled to dodge, and Chu Kui stepped in to block the attack.

However, this time, the old man produced a mirror from his hand, immobilizing Chu Kui. A golden sword, like a swimming fish, descended before Luo Chen.

Looking at the sword tip about to pierce his body, Luo Chen's eyes widened.

"No!"

A shout rang out, and Luo Chen suddenly woke up from his desk.

A graceful woman supported him with concern.

"President, what's wrong?"

Luo Chen was drenched in sweat, looking at the worried Sima Huiniang, who was panting heavily.

"I had a dream...a dream where a Golden Core Cultivator chased and almost killed me. In that dream..."

He rambled on, and Huiniang quietly listened.

After a long silence, a woman's voice echoed in the solemn Luo Tian Hall.

"President, you're under too much pressure."

"The heavy burdens of the Luo Tian Hall rest on your shoulders, which is why you had such a nightmare. It's unnecessary. Now, you handle external affairs, and I'll manage internal matters. With the protection of Jueqing Xianzi and other experts, our Luo Tian Hall will only get better."

Hearing the woman's comforting words, Luo Chen gradually calmed down.

However, looking at the woman's splendid court dress, her jet-black hair, and the white cleavage at her chest, he couldn't help but swallow.

The woman seemed to sense his thoughts and gently leaned on his shoulder.

"President, it's getting late. Don't go back."

Luo Chen was about to embrace her shoulder when the dream's scene suddenly flooded his mind.

Considering the long and arduous path to immortality, he struggled to ensure his own safety, let alone dragging others into danger.

He sighed softly and gently pushed away the woman's fragrant shoulder.

"President, I..." The woman's eyes welled up with tears.

"It's not your fault. You're a good person."

Luo Chen stood up and left the hall.

(End of Chapter)

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