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Chapter 967: Calming the Storm, Slaying Master Litian, Nether Dragon
Chapter 967: Calming the Storm, Slaying Master Litian, Nether Dragon
With a single gesture, the world transformed.
A surging tide of primordial energy swept in, like waves crashing against the shore.
The countless bugs that had been hidden within Storm Pavilion were forced to reveal themselves under the relentless assault.
The bugs rose and fell in the storm, their movements erratic and unpredictable.
With sharp eyes, Luo Chen observed the bugs struggling in despair, but he made no move to intervene.
He allowed the overwhelming death energy to transform into life force, letting the bugs devour it with gaping maws.
With each devouring, the power of the Wilt-and-Flourish Finger gradually diminished.
But the bugs...
Pop!
A bug resembling a withered cicada, with wings turning emerald green, swelled to the size of a ball before bursting, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
This was not an isolated incident.
As if triggered by a chain reaction, the explosion of one bug was followed by a series of rapid detonations, like fireworks.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
With a mental connection, Master Litian's originally sinister face contorted in intense pain.
His divine soul was powerful, one of the finest nascent souls Luo Chen had ever seen, capable of easily suppressing the backlash even when the Lustrous Bug was destroyed.
For this reason, during the battle, Luo Chen had directly abandoned the use of the Ghost-Averting soul technique.
While the Ghost-Averting soul technique was highly effective, if an opponent discovered it during combat, it could leave him vulnerable to attacks he could otherwise avoid.
However, no matter how strong his divine soul, how could it withstand the continuous destruction of hundreds or even thousands of mentally linked creatures?
Under repeated shocks, Master Litian staggered backward, his face twisted with pain.
"How can this be?"
"What kind of spell is this, why can't Storm Pavilion absorb it?"
Faced with his confusion, Luo Chen naturally did not offer an explanation.
Since his battle with the divine essence sage, his understanding of the Wilt-and-Flourish Dao Finger had reached a state of perfection.
When used normally, the life force would transform into death energy, causing damage to the enemy and even making their physical and magical abilities fade.
But if the technique was reversed, the death energy would transform into life force, saturating and overwhelming enemies that thrive on devouring and digesting.
This was the essence of the cycle of withering and flourishing, the transformation of life and death!
And how vast and immense was the death energy in the Yin-Yang Remnant Realm?
How could a mere Storm Pavilion absorb it all under his control?
He stood firm in the air, the shockwaves from the exploding bugs buffeting him, yet he remained unmoved under the protective glow of the Ping Shan Crown.
His powerful divine sense spread out, searching for something.
Soon, Luo Chen's eyes lit up, and he summoned something from the void.
Whoosh!
A platinum light drifted back.
It was the platinum sword orb that had been restrained earlier.
Luo Chen did not stop there.
His gaze suddenly focused on the two yin-yang fish freely soaring in the primordial energy storm.
"Life-and-Death Bug!"
His eyes brightened, and he took a step forward, approaching the two bugs.
Suddenly, a shocking sword light descended.
Luo Chen did not dodge; he deflected it with the Yuantu Sword in his hand.
Boom!
Under the immense impact, Luo Chen remained steadfast.
But in the air, the Corpse Sword, with a barely audible crack, developed several fissures.
"Without Storm Pavilion to suppress you, Master Litian, what can you do now?" Luo Chen asked calmly, his peripheral vision catching the yin-yang fish being pushed away by the shockwaves.
In mid-air, Master Litian's arm trembled as he gripped the Corpse Sword, his face filled with reluctance.
"If it weren't for the Life-and-Death Bug not reaching the fifth stage, and if Storm Pavilion had a fifth-stage divine bug to suppress it, how could you have broken it with a single move?"
Luo Chen never dwelled on what-ifs.
In battle, he only cared about the present.
Seeing the yin-yang fish moving farther away, his expression hardened, and he was about to chase after them.
Although the Life-and-Death Bug he had retrieved from the Black Coffin was not as powerful as the mystic technique had exaggerated, its potential was undoubtedly great, worthy of a great master guarding it until the end of his life.
Such a treasure, why not seize it while he was here?
Seeing Luo Chen's intention, Master Litian's eyes blazed with fury.
Not only had his life-bound Heart Demon Bug been taken, but his painstakingly sought-after Life-and-Death Bug was also being coveted.
"You, you're pushing me too far!"
With a roar, he made a frenzied hand seal.
"Explode!"
With a single word, a thousand buzzing sounds filled the air.
The remaining bugs that formed Storm Pavilion exploded, transforming into a terrifying storm that surged toward Luo Chen.
Seizing the opportunity, Master Litian shot out, rushing toward the yin-yang fish.
Trapped in the terrifying storm, Luo Chen's figure flickered and staggered, unable to make any progress.
Even the protective light from the Ping Shan Crown and the defensive aura from the Xuanchen Armor began to waver under the impact.
Luo Chen sighed, his expression becoming solemn.
He opened his mouth, and a small gray cauldron spun out.
The small gray cauldron grew rapidly, expanding to a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
Powerful spiritual light flickered incessantly, and a butterfly pattern seemed to flutter as if about to take flight.
The massive cauldron stood firm in the storm, like an unbreakable reef.
A low shout echoed through the void.
"Suppress!"
The overwhelming storm instantly stilled.
The boundless tempest vanished in a flash.
Many of the bugs that were about to self-destruct suddenly ceased their efforts.
Even the two yin-yang fish, which had remained unaffected by the storm, now cowered to one side, no longer attempting to escape.
Even Master Litian, who had been rapidly fleeing, found his movements involuntarily slowing, as if he were sinking into quicksand.
His eyes filled with terror as he watched Luo Chen catch up, crossing the void in a few steps and standing before the two yin-yang fish.
With a casual gesture, he scooped them up.
"I will accept this!"
A flash of spiritual light, and the Life-and-Death Bug vanished.
At the same moment, an anguished and furious roar echoed from behind.
"Give it back!"
Bang!
Master Litian’s body erupted in ethereal flames, and he swung his three blade-like arms, brandishing the Corpse Sword as he charged at Luo Chen.
He had somehow managed to break free from the Primordial Cauldron’s suppressive force!
Facing the frenzied Master Litian, Luo Chen sneered.
"Do you really think I’m easy to bully? Without the Storm Pavilion, how can you possibly match me?"
Instead of retreating, he advanced, wielding the Yuantu Sword with ease.
One strike!
Clang!
The Corpse Sword, which Master Litian had secretly refined for hundreds of years, could no longer withstand the unmatched sharpness and shattered into several pieces, the hilt embedding itself in the ground.
Luo Chen casually flicked his wrist.
Five sword orbs spun out, positioning themselves in a pentagonal formation, representing the Five Elements.
Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, each balancing and supporting the others.
Boom!
A torrent of sword threads surged forth.
No less intense than the sword storm from the Storm Pavilion’s self-destruction, it enveloped the charging Master Litian.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Countless sword threads weaved through the air, cutting and tearing, forcing Master Litian to struggle desperately, unable to evade.
In just a few rounds, his three mantis-like blade arms were severed, leaving him with only one.
Luo Chen sheathed the Yuantu Blood Sword, stepped back, and pressed his hands together, thrusting forward.
Hum...
A massive hand seal, resembling the sun, slowly materialized, swiftly piercing through the Great Five Elements Sword Array.
A shrill scream echoed.
The Qingyang Great Hand Seal broke through the array, pressing a figure into the hard ground.
All of this, though described in detail, was merely a seamless display of Luo Chen’s instinctive combat experience.
With a thought, the five sword orbs circled around him, and the Primordial Cauldron was held aloft.
Luo Chen looked down at the pitiful figure trapped within the hand seal’s imprint on the ground.
Though battered and miserable, the figure still clung to a faint breath.
It was unclear how many people’s blood and qi he had secretly refined with the Heart Demon Bug, nurturing his body to such a vibrant state of life that he could still resist Luo Chen’s relentless attacks.
Among the many enemies Luo Chen had faced, this one was indeed a tenacious opponent.
The only regret was that, despite his high realm and numerous abilities, his combat experience was somewhat crude.
Perhaps this was due to his forced concealment of his true identity for many years and his elevated position after successfully refining bugs.
Higher status meant fewer opportunities to hone his combat skills.
For a moment, Luo Chen felt a slight sense of dissatisfaction.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sound of struggle echoed.
Not only was Master Litian struggling, but Hei Wang, who had been restrained by the triple Blood Shackles, was also trying to break free.
Luo Chen channeled his magic, and Hei Wang was released.
"Have you also become negligent in your cultivation?" Luo Chen asked.
Hei Wang felt a deep sense of injustice. Although he often slept, it was part of his cultivation method, and he rarely slacked off.
It was just that the enemies his master had encountered recently were far beyond his capabilities.
The first strongest being below the Hua Shen rank, the Green Frost Demon Emperor!
The former top cultivator of the Far East, the Divine Essence Sage!
Master Litian, the Southern Frontier’s master of bug cultivation!
None of these were opponents he could handle.
"Master..."
"Never mind, come back!"
Luo Chen couldn’t bear to be too harsh on Hei Wang. The fact that Hei Wang could still assist him in critical moments was already a testament to his efforts.
Hei Wang responded with a nod and flew toward him, saying, "Master, there seems to be a large presence beneath this tomb."
"A large presence?"
Luo Chen was taken aback.
But then he realized that if Hei Wang called it a "large presence", it must be something far more formidable than Old Lady Hongye and the Flying Night Fork.
His expression changed, and without hesitation, he pointed a finger at Master Litian.
Sword qi shot out, reaching its target in an instant.
Pierce!
A large hole suddenly appeared in Master Litian’s forehead.
For a Nascent Soul expert, the physical body was no longer a fatal weakness. Even if the heart was taken, they could still fight for a short time.
However, the head was still relatively fragile, especially since it housed the Sea of Consciousness and the Divine Soul.
A single sword aura destroyed the Sea of Consciousness.
Immediately after, another sword aura rushed toward him.
Luo Chen was determined to finish him off.
A small, blood-colored Nascent Soul figure crawled out of Master Litian’s corpse, his eyes filled with hatred as he faced the incoming sword auras.
But it was just hatred.
The omnipresent suppressive force of the Primordial Cauldron still existed, preventing his Nascent Soul from merging with the world.
“Luo Chen, I’ll haunt you even in death.”
Hearing the resentful voice, Luo Chen smiled slightly.
The countless people he had killed over the years included many who harbored hatred. If each of them could transform into vengeful spirits to retaliate, he would have died long ago.
“Die!”
The sword auras were relentless, like a woven net.
They continually broke through Master Litian’s Nascent Soul defenses, bringing death closer with each strike.
And then, in the next moment...
Boom!
The ground suddenly cracked open, and a massive, blood-red mouth emerged, swallowing Master Litian’s Nascent Soul in one bite.
The sound of chewing could be faintly heard.
Then, a bizarre head, green and yellow, appeared before Luo Chen.
The moment it appeared, its lively eyes locked onto Luo Chen.
“What kind of monster is this?”
Luo Chen was amazed but didn’t hesitate in his actions.
He slammed his palm down!
It struck the bizarre head.
Boom!
Despite the immense force, the result was unexpected.
Luo Chen was forced to fly backward, crashing into the hard wall.
He fell to the ground, powerless.
“Master!”
Hei Wang’s anxious voice echoed, and it was about to manifest again.
Luo Chen held it back, his mind racing. In the end, only one thought remained.
“Run!”
Essence Force regeneration, and he shot into the sky.
The ground continued to sink, and the green and yellow-eyed monster lay quietly on the ground, its long tongue flicking as it watched Luo Chen try to escape, seemingly not in a hurry to stop him.
In the next moment.
Peng!
The entrance to Nether Mountain, which had been blasted open by the Flame Dragon, had somehow closed again, forming a sturdy barrier that blocked Luo Chen.
Not only Luo Chen, but also Old Lady Hongye, who had survived, was blocked.
They exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, used their abilities.
One held an array disk, attempting to teleport.
The other made the Blood Sword reappear, slicing through the air.
But the teleportation failed, and they found themselves in a tomb.
The Blood Sword was incredibly sharp, and wherever it went, the sturdy walls cracked.
However, the walls repaired themselves as quickly as they were broken.
Drip, drip.
Luo Chen stood on the ground, watching the blood water drip, a thought forming in his mind.
Could this Nether Mountain be the body of some great beast?
The seemingly impenetrable walls were actually its flesh and blood?
And what was this creature before him?
The yellow and green monster struggled to crawl out from under the tomb.
Its body wasn’t large, only a dozen or so yards in length.
But the terrifying power it contained, evident from its ability to withstand Luo Chen’s palm strike, was undeniable.
Especially the look in its eyes, filled with a desperate greed.
“It’s a fifth-stage Beast of the Wastes, the Nether Dragon!”
Old Lady Hongye’s anxious voice came from the side.
The mention of the Nether Dragon immediately brought back memories for Luo Chen.
Legend had it that the powerful Yinyangzi had contracted a fifth-stage Beast of the Wastes, the Nether Dragon, using the Life-and-Death Bug.
By utilizing this beast’s ability to traverse the Nether and connect the Yin and Yang, he had made significant achievements in the realm of Yin and Yang.
But wasn’t that Nether Dragon supposed to have died due to reaching its maximum lifespan?
Could this be a contingency plan left behind by the other party?
Luo Chen had no time to think, as the greedy eyes staring at him grew more urgent.
“Life-and-Death Bug!”
In an instant, Luo Chen understood everything.
This smaller Nether Dragon was Yinyangzi’s contingency plan. And the Life-and-Death Bug hidden in the Black Coffin was another part of that plan.
For some reason, the bug had failed to advance to the fifth stage, preventing it from reviving Yinyangzi.
But now that it had awakened, the two needed to merge.
“Should I return the Life-and-Death Bug or stay?”
Luo Chen glanced at the Nether Dragon and made his decision.
Even if he gave it the bug, it might not spare him.
In that case...
A flash of determination appeared in Luo Chen’s eyes, and he raised his palm in front of his chest.
“Come out!”
In the next moment, the shadow of a small tree appeared in the tomb hall.
Infinite pale green flames, centered on Luo Chen, engulfed everything.
(End of Chapter)
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