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Chapter 968: Pursuit in the Vast Wasteland, Moon Fishing in the Realm
Chapter 968: Pursuit in the Vast Wasteland, Moon Fishing in the Realm
“What is this now?”
Red Leaf Elder’s face was filled with shock, and her cry of surprise burst out involuntarily.
First, a fifth-stage Wasteland Beast, the Nether Dragon, appeared, and then a strange flame erupted from Luo Chen’s body.
Either one of these was enough to bring her a sense of utter hopelessness.
In her line of sight:
Branches swayed, and the flames danced.
The azure-white flames, which Luo Chen had summoned, began to surge and rapidly expand outward from his body.
In the blink of an eye, they had reached Red Leaf Elder.
She screamed in despair, “Daoist Luo...”
But her voice didn’t carry far.
Or perhaps Luo Chen heard it and simply ignored it.
The Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame swept past, and despite Red Leaf Elder’s various defensive measures, she couldn’t even gain a moment’s respite.
In an instant, only a puff of ash remained where she had stood.
And even that ash was consumed by the fierce flames, turning to nothingness.
Storage Treasures exploded, sending streams of light flying, but most of them were also reduced to nothing by the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame.
Not just Red Leaf Elder.
Everything around them was engulfed in a sea of flames, and even the previously unyielding flesh walls began to ooze blood, emitting a scorched, acrid smell.
It was a scene of apocalyptic destruction!
In the hazy light, Luo Chen’s figure appeared and disappeared.
He glanced at where Red Leaf Elder had been, then suddenly looked up.
“Go!”
With a single thought, he shot upward.
As he passed, the layers of flesh walls, rocks, and earth all turned into rolling lava.
Whoosh!
A piercing sound came abruptly.
It was so fast that even Luo Chen’s powerful Divine Sense couldn’t capture it in time. He instinctively slapped downward.
Infinite Divine Fire condensed with his slap, forming a fiery divine palm.
The fiery divine palm instantly clashed with the unknown attack, and a tearing sound echoed.
Sss...
The massive palm print was instantly pierced, and the attack traveled several feet, tearing a large hole in Luo Chen’s body, nearly shattering half of him.
Upon closer inspection, it was a tongue covered in barbs!
“Hn!”
Luo Chen grunted, his origin power rapidly flowing, and the shattered half of his body began to reconstitute at an unimaginable speed.
He stared intently at the tongue that had retracted, his eyes filled with a fierce determination.
Luo Chen’s usual combat techniques were numerous, and he occasionally used the Nirvana Holy Flame. So why did he rarely use the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame?
Because this flame was of such high rank that every use at his previous cultivation level almost drained all his mana.
Even with the guidance of Qixia Yuanjun and his transition to the Heavenly Phoenix Rebirth Scripture, the situation had improved, but he still didn’t dare to be too reckless.
Now, with the understanding of Fire Essence and the enhancement of Law Essence, the mana consumption for controlling the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame had been reduced to some extent.
However, the improvement was still insufficient. Luo Chen estimated that a complete improvement would only come after he advanced to the later stages of the Incipient Soul realm.
At that point, he would be able to wield the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame more easily.
Until then, he would avoid using this fifth-stage Divine Fire unless absolutely necessary.
But now!
A fifth-stage Wasteland Beast was right in front of him, and this was the moment of absolute necessity!
“Go!”
He heard a fierce shout!
The branches of the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame swayed, like vines, following the tongue and breaking through the yellow light that enveloped it, beginning to burn the tongue itself.
Severe pain enveloped the Nether Dragon.
Being of the same rank, how could Divine Fire be weaker than a Wasteland Beast?
The speed at which it came was matched by the speed at which it returned.
The tongue was retracted, and a large amount of saliva was secreted, submerging the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame.
But the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame was highly spiritual, and it spread from inside out, burning the Nether Dragon’s entire body.
The incredibly tough flesh seemed to become fragile in the face of this supreme Divine Fire of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
A strange, scorched meat aroma wafted through the air, almost making one’s mouth water.
But the one experiencing it was not so fortunate.
“Roar... Roar...”
Continuous cries of pain echoed, and a yellow glow burst forth from its body, forcing back the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame.
Boom...
The yellow glow surged, completely repelling the flames, and the Nether Dragon’s body, now over a hundred feet long, was revealed once more.
But this time, it was in a sorry state.
Its entire body was covered in wounds, with flesh hanging and blood dripping, leaving almost no unmarred skin.
It was enraged!
It looked up, but the enemy was nowhere to be seen.
But it wouldn’t escape!
The Nether Dragon opened its massive mouth, generating a terrifying suction.
The walls around it, previously unbreakable, began to writhe and flow like rivers into the sea, rushing toward it.
As the walls collapsed, the Nether Mountain, which covered the Yin-Yang Tomb, began to crumble from the inside out.
...
Whoosh!
Under the blood moon, a figure hung high.
Crowned with a golden crest, Luo Chen wore a half-armor, his breath heavy as he let out a long sigh, his mind slightly easing.
Finally, he had escaped!
He looked down.
The sight below instantly put him on high alert.
The towering Nether Mountain, thousands of feet tall, was rapidly collapsing, caving in from the inside out.
As rocks tumbled, large patches of writhing flesh were exposed, contracting inward as if being devoured by something inside.
Luo Chen swallowed hard, his eyes wide with shock.
"Could this Nether Mountain be the remains of the ancient Nether Dragon that died long ago?"
The more he observed, the more his suspicion grew!
No wonder he had felt like entering the mouth of a giant beast when he first entered the Nether Mountain.
"This place is no place to stay!"
With that thought, Luo Chen turned and fled.
He didn't use his flying sword technique but instead directly expended the remaining mana to cast his fastest fire escape spell.
Brilliant sparks erupted.
In the next moment, Luo Chen had vanished from his original spot, reappearing several miles away.
He took a sip from a gourd, and his spiritual power fluctuated. Then, he summoned more sparks.
Such speed was unimaginable.
However, the sense of danger in Luo Chen's heart still hadn't dissipated.
When he was a hundred miles away, he instinctively looked back.
A monstrous creature, a thousand feet tall, lay on the ground, its head raised to the moon, emitting a deep, rumbling roar.
Its body was covered in earthy yellow scales, its four legs like pillars of the sky, and its tail like a giant hammer.
As it slowly stood up, it blocked out the sky, causing the earth to tremble!
Swish!
A pair of eerie green eyes, glowing with ghostly fire, fixed on Luo Chen from a hundred miles away.
Its mouth opened, drool flowing.
Then, it took a step!
Boom!
It started to run, the landscape behind it seemingly moving backward as if the earth itself was carrying it forward.
Each step seemed to shrink the distance.
Each leap seemed to cross space.
A hundred miles in just a few breaths.
A true fifth-stage wild beast!
The thought flashed through Luo Chen's mind, and he headed straight for the Death Gate without hesitation.
Sparks continued to erupt, his mana rapidly depleting.
Suddenly, a fierce wind rose from behind!
Without hesitation, Luo Chen turned and pointed.
The Wilt-and-Bloom Dao Finger, ready and waiting, reappeared in the world!
This time, it wasn't to reverse the flow of life and death but to transform life into death, a lethal move.
Vast primordial energy coalesced into a vortex.
The Wilt-and-Bloom Dao Finger emerged from the vortex, pointing at the massive creature's head.
Plop!
A blood hole appeared.
The spell had worked.
However, for a thousand-foot body, this injury was negligible.
But Luo Chen, with his vast combat experience, seemed to have anticipated this.
Following the blood hole, the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame reappeared.
The Nether Dragon seemed to fear this greenish-white flame, its blood gushing out in a stream to push back the divine flame.
Not only that, but it also stomped its feet.
The earth shook, the ground rolling like waves, pressing toward Luo Chen.
Yellow light spread from all directions.
"Escape!"
Luo Chen instinctively tried to use his fire escape spell again, but for some reason, he couldn't merge with the earth and sky.
"Is it the yellow light?"
A fierce look flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, and he reached out, summoning the Yuantu Sword.
Slash!
A mighty sword beam cut through everything in its path.
With one slash, the earth waves were severed.
Luo Chen used the momentum to retreat, like a kite, moving farther away.
Once he was out of the yellow light's range, he cast his fire escape spell again.
During the brief respite, Luo Chen didn't care about his depleted mana or the slow replenishment from the Golden Wind Jade Dew wine. He directly tapped into the pure mana of his nascent soul.
His hands moved swiftly, his fingers dancing.
When he stopped, a seal was formed!
He thrust it backward with force.
It was the Green Sun Great Seal!
Unlike the ordinary Green Sun Great Seal, this one was radiant with golden light and enveloped in holy fire.
It was clearly augmented with the Nirvana Holy Flame!
With one palm, he pushed against the heavens.
But Luo Chen's face was pale, and he didn't stop to see the results, continuing his frantic escape.
Such a wretched appearance was rare for Luo Chen.
It was laughable that he had previously found his battle with Master Liti unsatisfying.
Behind him, a loud explosion echoed, but it was only for a moment.
The stench of the Nether Dragon, carried by the wind, grew closer.
"Am I to die here today?"
With that thought, Luo Chen made his decision, throwing his hand toward the distance.
A burst of light appeared, and the Nether Dragon's movements paused for a moment.
Luo Chen's heart lifted, but it quickly sank again.
He had thrown the Life-and-Death Insect he had obtained earlier.
But it was clear that even giving up this item hadn't deterred the Nether Dragon, which had already locked onto him.
"Then I'll fight to the death!"
Luo Chen's face twisted, his mana flowing, his nascent soul beginning to take on a more tangible form.
The Primordial Cauldron appeared beneath his feet, spinning wildly.
The Yuantu Sword hummed continuously, its spirit sensing Luo Chen's resolve, its light growing brighter, and a blood-red glow flowing along its blade. The sword's aura was so strong that it created ripples in the air, as if a single slash could tear through the void.
"Who would have thought the spirit of the Yuantu Sword would fully submit to me under these circumstances?"
Luo Chen was taken aback, but the Nether Dragon’s fierce expression gradually turned calm.
This Nether Dragon had been lurking for over a thousand years, and though it had reached the Fifth Tier, it wasn’t particularly formidable.
From the very first clash, when it was injured by the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame, this much was evident.
Its current imposing presence was merely due to devouring the old Nether Dragon’s body.
If Luo Chen were to unleash his full strength and bring out all his magic treasures, it might not be a death sentence.
Especially!
"The Death Gate is not far from here. As long as..."
Just as Luo Chen was contemplating a desperate move, it wasn’t just the spirit of the Yuantu Sword that sensed something.
Whoosh!
A black light shot out from Luo Chen’s arm, circling his body once before leaping into the sky and flying resolutely toward the Nether Dragon.
Luo Chen was stunned, blurted out, "What are you doing?"
Hei Wang’s deep voice rumbled, "Master, you go first. Xiaohei will hold it back!"
As he spoke, Hei Wang’s body began to rapidly expand.
Ten feet, fifty feet, a hundred feet, two hundred feet...
By the end, it had grown to five hundred feet!
Such a size would place it among the mid-Fourth Tier beasts.
This showed that Hei Wang hadn’t been slacking off these past years.
But no matter how hard he had worked, he couldn’t bridge the vast gap between his and the Nether Dragon’s realms.
In front of the Nether Dragon, Hei Wang was as small as a child.
Luo Chen’s expression rapidly changed, and no one knew what he was thinking.
In the distance, Hei Wang had already engaged the Nether Dragon.
A blood-curdling scream of pain echoed the moment they made contact.
Hei Wang tried to entangle the Nether Dragon, but a burst of earth-yellow light tore his body into two pieces.
Luo Chen’s hand trembled, but it wasn’t his hand; it was the Yuantu Sword, quivering violently.
"Do you want to fight as well?"
Luo Chen murmured, as if he were asking not the sword but himself.
In fact, the moment he asked the question, the answer was already clear.
A small, ethereal figure soared into the air.
The long sword in his hand shimmered like a rainbow, its sharp aura piercing the heavens.
Following the Thousand Heavens and Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Canon, Luo Chen formed a sword seal, channeling a vast amount of mana into the Yuantu Sword.
"Just this one strike!"
With his mind set, Luo Chen’s eyes glowed golden, scanning the Nether Dragon’s entire body for a weakness.
His gaze sharpened.
"Slash!"
The sword aura soared to the sky, and the sword’s cry echoed through the field.
A vast sword light transformed into a crimson ribbon, like a celestial river descending to the earth.
Wherever it passed, thin black lines appeared in the void, marking the formation of spatial cracks.
The Nether Dragon, sensing the danger, shook off Hei Wang, who was trying to entangle it again, and with a speed that defied its massive size, attempted to escape.
But above its head, a giant cauldron emitted a hazy light, and chains shot out, anchoring themselves to the ground, slowing its massive body.
The sword aura was right in front of it!
Luo Chen panted heavily, his eyes fixed on the target.
At this moment, his mana reserves were nearly depleted, and even his incipient soul was withering.
Without considering the battles with High Priest Liti and Lord Ziyi, just the Wilt-and-Bloom Divine Flame and the repeated use of fire escape techniques had drained his mana significantly.
This strike was his strongest, short of collapsing his incipient soul!
If it didn’t succeed, he would have no choice but to abandon Hei Wang and flee for his life.
Above, the giant cauldron pressed down, and far away, the blood sword cleaved through the air.
The Nether Dragon no longer tried to dodge or escape, its entire body enveloped in a bright earth-yellow light, forming an impenetrable barrier.
The next moment!
The sword aura struck, shattering mountains and splitting the earth.
The earth-yellow light, like a fabric being cut, tore apart inch by inch.
It pierced the massive body.
"Roar!!!"
A cry of pain echoed.
Luo Chen’s heart leaped with joy, "Did it work?"
But what his divine sense perceived made his heart sink.
The crimson eyes and golden pupils had indeed found a weakness, and the Yuantu Sword had inflicted significant damage.
But the Nether Dragon’s vitality far exceeded his expectations.
The earth-yellow light flickered, once again enveloping the Nether Dragon’s body.
The massive wound caused by the Yuantu Sword was rapidly healing.
Like Hei Wang, this Nether Dragon clearly possessed a similar regenerative ability.
Once it recovered and became wary, even if Luo Chen could unleash that heaven-shattering strike again, it might not be enough to break through.
"The realm gap is simply too vast!"
Luo Chen smiled bitterly and turned to flee without hesitation.
As for Hei Wang, it was up to his fate.
But his attempt to escape depended on whether the enemy allowed it.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
From the earth, earth-yellow pillars burst forth, shooting into the sky.
The Nether Dragon roared in anger, the pillars seamless and endless.
Centered on its massive body, they spread wildly.
The ground shook, mountains collapsed, and the entire Yin-Yang Tomb seemed to tremble.
It was truly enraged!
At that moment!
The bright moon, hanging high, suddenly descended with a hazy moonlight.
Wherever it passed, the pillars vanished, and the earth calmed.
The turbulent Yin-Yang Tomb instantly stabilized.
Luo Chen, who was on the verge of despair, was stunned and looked up at the moon.
A figure appeared on it, as if both present and distant.
An aged voice slowly echoed.
"Brother, since you have passed away, why do you linger?"
The figure reached out toward the Yin-Yang Tomb.
The moon instantly came into his hand! (End of Chapter)
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