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Chapter 815: Withering Prosperity Divine Fire, Instantly Annihilating the Enemy
Chapter 815: Withering Prosperity Divine Fire, Instantly Annihilating the Enemy
A white Daoist robe, high-crowned black hair, and an extremely youthful face!
With just a glance, the hooked-nose man's pupils constricted.
He spoke coldly, "Mo Fei, are you the Daoist who stopped the Thunder Prison back then?"
Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, "I never thought that I would have some reputation on your side as well!"
As he spoke, the scorching power of his cultivation began to surge.
The mighty and domineering aura filled the air, and the Netherworld Fire Hell instantly unfolded.
In an instant, all the other attribute spiritual energies of heaven and earth were pushed away, leaving only the fire attribute spiritual energy.
The Divine Fire Master, who had been nearby, paled.
His domain also controlled the fire attribute spiritual energy, but within a short time, he had lost control over the free-flowing spiritual energy.
He glanced at Luo Chen with apprehension and immediately left the area.
The Demon Sovereign who was facing the Divine Fire Master also felt uncomfortable and silently changed the battlefield.
Even the onlookers felt the pressure, and the hooked-nose Demon Sovereign who faced Luo Chen directly felt it even more intensely.
He clearly felt his Primordial Spirit domain being suppressed by an even greater force, making it extremely difficult to extend and unfold.
With this, there was no advantage of time or location to speak of.
"This person's difficulty exceeds imagination!"
A thought flashed through his mind, and he no longer hesitated, soaring into the sky.
"If you dare, then fight me in the sky!"
Luo Chen smiled slightly and pursued without hesitation.
Not only that, he pinched a seal with each hand, and as he advanced, the Azure Sun Great Palm Seal reappeared in the world.
The accumulating spiritual energy caused the massive handprint's range to continuously expand.
Boom!
From a distance, it looked as if someone had stretched out a giant hand, attempting to grasp the vast sky.
The hooked-nose Demon Sovereign naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death. When he reached a height of several thousand feet, he suddenly turned around.
Stepping on a flying shuttle, he flashed towards Luo Chen.
Whoosh!
The flying shuttle and the green palm crossed paths.
The mighty power instantly scattered.
Even in the sky, layer upon layer of glow erupted, but this move was ultimately broken.
After crossing paths, Luo Chen turned around, revealing a curious expression.
"An interesting treasure, with a special attack method."
"Fellow Daoist, leave your name!"
The man slowly floated up, facing Luo Chen directly. The flying shuttle, like a fish, swam playfully beside him.
"I am Frost Eagle, under the command of the Sevenhorn Overlord!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already made the first move.
In that brief clash, he discovered that Luo Chen's cultivation power was far beyond his imagination.
Whether it was the displayed domain or the spell casually cast, they were not something that ordinary early-stage Primordial Spirit cultivators could compare to.
At the very least, they were on par with the Demon Sovereigns of the fifth or sixth layer of the Primordial Spirit that he had seen in the demon army.
Such an existence, if it didn't take the initiative in battle, was no different from waiting for death!
He raised his hand, and the flying shuttle suddenly disappeared from Luo Chen's side.
When it reappeared, it was already within three zhang of Luo Chen.
Whoosh!
The flying shuttle pierced through, and not only that, but a giant pale green eagle claw also grabbed from the void.
Seeing this, Luo Chen remained calm and took a small step.
At the critical moment, he narrowly dodged the pincer attack.
"Hmm? What kind of spell is this?" Frost Eagle was surprised to see that both his light and dark attacks had missed, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
But he wouldn't stop his hand movements.
The flying shuttle once again retreated into the void, hiding in the shadows.
As he reached out with empty hands, one giant green eagle claw after another appeared in the sky, attacking Luo Chen from unexpected angles.
The alternating light and darkness made it even more difficult to defend against!
After all, the flying shuttle could even break through Luo Chen's Azure Sun Great Palm Seal. If it accidentally struck his body, an ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand it.
What was annoying was that no matter how many eagle claws he swung, the human Primordial Spirit cultivator from the Alchemy Sect always managed to dodge by a hair's breadth.
His graceful steps and elusive movements made it impossible to keep track with just the eyes; only by releasing all his spiritual sense could he catch a glimpse of the other's flaw.
Whoosh!
Amidst the dense eagle claws, the flying shuttle reappeared!
This time, he couldn't escape!
Luo Chen abruptly stopped, his face filled with helplessness.
The perfect-level Moon Steps couldn't completely escape the Primordial Spirit Demon Sovereign's spiritual sense lock, especially with the speed of this flying shuttle treasure, which was even faster than ordinary treasures.
A red light suddenly appeared on his right hand, and he extended his finger, abruptly pointing towards his brain.
A light tap.
Ding!
The flying shuttle, as if struck by a heavy blow, staggered and flew back.
In the distance, Frost Eagle's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but grunt.
He looked incredulous.
Using his physical body's finger, he had actually deflected a treasure-grade flying shuttle. What kind of technique was this?
"No, whether it's the previous movement technique or the current finger-tapping flying shuttle, they're not spells, but pure physical strength!"
"This person not only possesses boundless cultivation power but also has an unimaginable terrifying physique!"
"I am not his match!"
Thinking of this, his face showed no fear, but instead, a ruthless intent appeared.
He clapped his hands together and then forcefully separated them.
Like spreading wings, surging demonic energy filled the surroundings.
The cold wind was biting, and smoke filled the air.
A nearly 200-zhang-tall green eagle appeared in the sky, displaying its majestic and vigorous figure.
Suddenly, its wings flapped vigorously, and a gust of icy wind carrying frost rushed towards Luo Chen.
In the blink of an eye, the entire horizon seemed to be covered in frost.
Even Luo Chen's Netherworld Fire Hell was temporarily suppressed, unable to affect the enemy.
Seizing this opportunity, the green eagle shook its wings and charged towards Luo Chen.
Just as it was about to enter the storm formed by the frost, the eagle took advantage of the updraft and flew away towards the east without hesitation.
After giving it his all, he chose to flee!
Before leaving, he turned back and took a deep look at the direction where the frost was enveloping everything, as if wanting to remember Luo Chen in his mind.
It was this glance that caused his pupils to contract suddenly.
With hundreds of years of diligent cultivation in Azure Mist Frost, he was absolutely confident that this move was enough to threaten any mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
But at this moment, in the center of the storm, a white-robed man walked out step by step, his body seemingly unaffected by the swirling frost.
He strolled leisurely, appearing extremely composed!
"Fellow Daoist Frost Eagle, to flee without a fight is to treat my sect with disrespect!"
The Alchemy Sect cultivator smiled lightly, and his tightly clenched right hand slowly opened, resembling a blooming lotus.
At that very moment, Frost Eagle felt his heart wrench painfully.
Looking down, he saw a strand of flame resembling the color of white bones rising from within his body, chilling to the bone.
When did he get hit by this move?
He didn't have time to think, and could only watch helplessly as the originally vibrant and smooth green feathers lost their vitality and luster in an instant, becoming lifeless.
Not only that, but his once agile and powerful wings also became unbearably heavy, as if devoid of strength.
The white flames were continuously penetrating his flesh and blood, even reaching the meridians and acupoints that had formed after his transformation, and the Purple Mansion's barrier.
Once it completely permeated, the consequences would be...
In an instant, Frost Eagle's soul was terrified.
"Get out of my way!"
The Nascent Soul within his body glared angrily, and he spat out a burst of spiritual power, transforming it into Nascent Soul True Fire to expel the strange white flame that had somehow adhered to his body.
However, once the Nascent Soul True Fire" came into contact with the white flames, it only intensified the burning of the fire.
The unbearable pain caused Frost Eagle to lose his speed.
His massive body began to plummet.
When he reached mid-air, a green light sphere emerged from within the flying eagle.
It glared at Luo Chen resentfully and then flew towards a certain direction in the void.
Whoosh!
The Flying Shuttle reappeared, enveloping it, and then with a tremor, it disappeared back into the void.
Luo Chen stood firmly on the ground, witnessing this scene and nodding slightly.
"Having been hit by my Withering Prosperity Divine Fire, he immediately separated his Nascent Soul, choosing to cut off his tail like a gecko. What decisiveness!"
"It's just a pity it was too late!"
Without any grand gestures, he simply extended his middle and index fingers, pointing them towards a distant spot in the void.
Then, he slightly bent his middle finger.
Along with a light shout from his mouth.
"Retrieve!"
Buzz...
The next moment, a giant mouth appeared in the void!
Upon closer inspection, it was not a mouth but a large cauldron!
The cauldron was unremarkable, with a dull gray color, but its intricate patterns of birds, beasts, insects, fish, mountains, and oceans seemed alive, as if they had always been there.
At this moment, the Flying Shuttle was like a fish caught in a net, frantically struggling within the cauldron's mouth, trying to escape.
But how could a fish leap out of an endless sea?
"Don't struggle!"
Luo Chen smiled faintly, and suddenly, black electric arcs burst forth within the Primordial Cauldron.
Crack!
Buzz!
Sizzle!
Sharp screams of pain continued to echo.
Faintly, one could hear pleas for mercy.
"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"
"I'll surrender and become your mount."
"With such an unyielding heart, you won't have a good death..."
The screams gradually weakened.
After the black electric arc flashed and disappeared, a wisp of blue smoke slowly rose.
Only the Flying Shuttle was left, floating alone in the Primordial Cauldron, at a loss and not knowing what to do.
Boom!
On the ground, a giant flying eagle's body suddenly plummeted.
Dozens of demon beasts failed to dodge in time and were crushed into meat patties.
All the creatures nearby, both humans and demons, stopped and stared at this scene in shock.
The body was brimming with vitality, but there was no trace of consciousness, clearly a lifeless corpse.
Some cultivators looked dazed and muttered, "A Demon Monarch has fallen!"
The fall of the Demon Monarch's body seemed like a signal.
Countless low-level demon beasts, in a panic, retreated like a receding tide.
All the cultivators stood frozen, their gazes fixed on the figure descending from the heavens.
A figure in a white robe and tall crown slowly descended.
The massive surge of spiritual power suppressed the bloody and fiery battlefield on the ground, forcing it to retreat.
His body was pristine, not a speck of dust on it, and even his bound black hair was perfectly neat.
His figure hovered above the corpse of the Frost Eagle Demon Monarch, silent and seemingly observing something.
Around him, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard clearly.
Then, a weak voice said, "Alchemy Sect Master..."
The title 'Master' added a sense of awe and fear!
Luo Chen glanced at the man and nodded slightly.
The next moment, a thunderous cheer erupted.
"Alchemy Sect Master, defeating the enemy and slaying the Demon Monarch!
"The beast tide has retreated, a great victory!"
Amidst the cheers, a delicate figure flew down from the city wall and landed beside Luo Chen.
She couldn't help but glance down at the charred corpse on the ground, which resembled a small mountain, and the scent of roasted meat filled her nostrils.
Plop!
"Fellow Daoist Luo, did you kill him?"
"Mhm."
The second palace master of Fenghua Palace slightly parted her red lips, her face filled with disbelief.
How long had it been since the battle between a man and a demon in the skies?
At most, it hadn't even been time for a cup of tea!
A generation of Demon Sovereign, gone so easily?
He was a Demon Sovereign at the third stage of the Primordial Spirit realm!
Moreover, judging from its original form, it was a bird of prey, an eagle, the fastest of its kind.
Such a being could escape if it couldn't win, but how did it end up leaving its physical body behind?
But the facts were right before her eyes, leaving her no choice but to believe.
The second palace master clung to a glimmer of hope and asked, "Did this demon's Primordial Spirit escape?"
"Unfortunately, this demon's luck was not on its side, as it encountered me, Luo."
Luo Chen toyed with a shuttle-like object in his hand, his tone indifferent, as if what he had done was insignificant.
"Both body and soul are destroyed, making reincarnation difficult."
The second palace master stared at the shuttle, falling silent.
A man and a woman stood quietly in the center of the battlefield.
Nearby lower-level cultivators began cleaning up the battlefield but couldn't help but cast their gazes towards them.
After a while, Luo Chen suddenly spoke up, "They're back!"
As if on cue, three figures flew back from different directions.
The golden light arrived first.
As soon as Golden Plume True Man landed, his gaze shifted from the blue eagle's corpse to Luo Chen.
Even from dozens of miles away, he had sensed this scene, yet he still found it hard to believe.
Then, a brilliant red light appeared, and Divine Fire True Man returned.
He looked a bit disheveled, his aura slightly unstable, but overall, he was unharmed.
But the last to land was the yellow light, and after dispersing his spiritual power, Mo Tian Old Ghost couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of congealed blood.
On his chest was a black palm print, and even his protective robe had been pierced.
"Mo Tian, it seems your situation is not looking good! I know a bit about medicinal techniques and have some healing elixirs. Do you need my help?"
Luo Chen laughed loudly, his voice carrying for miles around.
Intentional!"
Mo Tian Old Ghost's face turned pale, and he glared at Luo Chen.
But in the eyes of the Primordial Spirit True Men, that fierce gaze seemed to hide a hint of uncontrollable weakness.
"No need!"
Without further conversation, Mo Tian Old Ghost headed straight for Lingtian Pass.
Luo Chen smiled slightly, seemingly unbothered by the other's rudeness.
His gaze shifted to Golden Plume and Divine Fire.
With just a glance, Divine Fire True Man couldn't help but release a surge of spiritual power.
"What are you..."
Golden Plume raised his hand, interrupting his junior's words.
He stared coldly at Luo Chen, his eyes revealing a hint of wariness.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, for slaying a powerful enemy!"
After saying this, he left the battlefield, which was covered in wounds, with Divine Fire True Man.
Only the second palace master remained by Luo Chen's side.
The atmosphere seemed a bit stiff.
The second palace master showed a hint of indignation, "If it weren't for you, fellow Daoist Luo, swiftly dealing with this demon and intimidating the other three Demon Sovereigns, they wouldn't have escaped so quickly. If they're not grateful, then fine, but they shouldn't show such a sullen face."
Indeed!
Battles at the Primordial Spirit level would usually last for at least half a day unless there was a significant gap in cultivation levels.
Mo Tian Old Ghost, without his Primordial Spirit Treasure, Mo Tian Cliff, and with his cultivation level not quite sufficient, the longer the battle dragged on, the less likely he was to escape, let alone return alive.
Luo Chen didn't mind comforting the other party for a moment.
In his opinion, showing a sullen face?
Hmph, it's just an outward display of inner weakness!
The second palace master spoke up again, indignant on Luo Chen's behalf, and then pointed to the huge demon on the ground, asking, "Fellow Daoist Luo, what do you plan to do with this Demon Sovereign's corpse?"
Luo Chen looked down at the charred Frost Eagle Demon King's corpse, licking his lips.
This was no small spoil of war!
It was pitch-black, burned to a crisp, but the inside was completely undamaged.
The Frost Eagle Demon King realized the situation was unfavorable and immediately separated his Primordial Spirit from his body, so Luo Chen naturally stopped burning his physical body.
And a Demon Sovereign-level demon beast's corpse was a treasure in itself!
Not to mention the shuttle, but even this corpse was invaluable to Luo Chen.
And most importantly, through this battle, Luo Chen had tested the strength of the fifth-stage Withering Prosperity Divine Fire!
"Perhaps earlier, I was too cautious?"
Thinking this, Luo Chen casually said, "Have someone take it back to the city and leave some blood and flesh materials. Whoever is interested can purchase the rest from the Luo Tian Treasure Pavilion."
The second palace master nodded and immediately ordered someone to handle the Demon Sovereign's corpse.
In fact, she didn't even need to call for help.
The Luo Tian Sect cultivators, who had been waiting nearby for a long time, expressed their admiration to Luo Chen and then eagerly carried the enormous Frost Eagle's corpse towards Lingtian Pass.
Wherever they passed, there was an uproar!
Except for the initial assault by the eight great Demon Sovereigns on Lingtian Pass, which left behind a few corpses, this was the first Demon Sovereign-level existence to fall in battle since the start of the Lingtian Pass war.
And the one who killed him was none other than the renowned Luo Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Dan Sect!
For a moment, even as the battles in other parts of the city continued, the discussions about Luo Chen within the city drowned out all other sounds!
(End of Chapter)
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