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Chapter 969: The Essence Qi Ocean, Divine Lord Youli
Chapter 969: The Essence Qi Ocean, Divine Lord Youli
A hand reached for the moon, and the world turned upside down.
It seemed as if the entire Yin-Yang Realm had been inverted.
Countless living and non-living beings on the ground rushed toward the bright moon, like fireflies chasing the moonlight.
A powerful suction force also gripped Luo Chen, pulling his body involuntarily toward the moon.
Luo Chen's origin power and magical energy erupted simultaneously, trying to stabilize his form, but to little avail.
The depletion of his magical energy, which maintained the basic structure of his nascent soul, was nearly exhausted.
The consumption of origin power, though not as visibly apparent, was no less severe than the depletion of magical energy.
Whether it was pushing open the Gate of Death or engaging in close combat with the Celestial Master, he had relied heavily on his origin power, which had been drastically drained.
Especially after being pierced through half his body by the Nether Dragon and instantly healing, he had expended an immeasurable amount of origin power.
Flesh regeneration was not an omnipotent process; it required time.
Accelerating the process came at the cost of completely depleting his origin power.
Thus, even with all his efforts, Luo Chen still found it difficult to control his flight toward the moon.
Luo Chen's expression changed rapidly, and his thoughts raced.
"Senior Brother?"
"Why did the moon-reacher call the Nether Dragon 'Senior Brother'? Could it be that the consciousness of the great Yin-Yang Master is still present within?"
"Yin-Yang Master was a significant figure two thousand years ago, and the typical lifespan of a Hua Shen realm cultivator is only two thousand years. Therefore, the moon-reacher must not be a descendant of Yin-Yang Master. Who could have transcended two thousand years?"
A forbidden existence automatically surfaced in Luo Chen's mind.
He hesitated and glanced downward.
The massive Nether Dragon was still struggling, its four limbs like nails, firmly planted on the ground, immovable.
It seemed reluctant to be drawn into the moon's magical treasures.
Luo Chen didn't know if the dragon could resist successfully, but he knew that if he stayed, he would surely die.
In that case...
Luo Chen pursed his lips, released his origin power and magical energy, and no longer resisted the powerful suction. He drifted upward, as if ascending to the heavens, heading toward the moon.
On the ground, the Nether Dragon continued to struggle, fighting a desperate battle.
However, the suction force emitted by the moon's magical treasures grew more terrifying, even causing chunks of the heavy earth to fly toward the moon.
What chance did the Nether Dragon, whose foundation was rooted in the earth, have?
A streak of light slowly appeared on the Nether Dragon's back.
A fierce face, with wings sprouting from its back, and a body covered in green and black.
It was the Flying Yaksha, who had previously vanished!
Unlike the cunning and deceitful Flying Yaksha from before, this one's eyes now showed a clear trace of clarity.
He knelt on the Nether Dragon's back, emitting a strange and contradictory voice.
"Since you still call me Senior Brother, why do you insist on exterminating me, Junior Brother?"
The voice was rough and bold, yet sharp and piercing, as if it were a resonance between a man and a woman.
Upon hearing this, the waves seemed to pause for a moment.
From within the moon, a voice echoed again, this time with a hint of regret.
"Calling you Senior Brother is merely out of respect for the teachings of the past. A mere evil thought, how dare you still seek to survive in this world?"
Upon hearing this, the Flying Yaksha's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to retreat into the Nether Dragon's body.
But a beam of moonlight slowly descended, enveloping him.
The moonlight was filled with green smoke.
Without any sound, the Flying Yaksha vanished from existence.
High above, Luo Chen watched this scene, his pupils contracting.
The Flying Yaksha was no weakling. Even he would not fear it, but dealing with it would require considerable effort.
Especially considering the conversation, the Flying Yaksha was host to a powerful evil thought.
Its capabilities far exceeded those of a typical late-stage nascent soul cultivator.
From the way the moonlight settled the conflict with a single word, it was evident that this being was nearly at the Hua Shen realm.
In such a situation, it had no resistance against the moonlight.
What level of strength, then, did the moon-reacher possess?
Luo Chen could hardly fathom it.
His gaze, about to leave, fell on the Nether Dragon.
What about it?
Suddenly, a thick yellow light shot up, shaking the moon.
The Nether Dragon had self-destructed!
But only its thousand-foot physical body exploded.
In the corner of his eye, Luo Chen saw a small figure, using the force of the explosion, cross the Gate of Death and escape from the underworld.
"Was that the Nether Dragon I saw at the beginning?"
With this thought, Luo Chen's consciousness paused, and he fell into a daze.
...
"Kill!"
"Kill! Kill!"
"Destroy the sacred land, break the shackles, kill!"
The cries of slaughter were deafening, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Countless figures swarmed the mountains and fields, with streaks of light darting back and forth and myriad magical treasures flying through the air, creating a heart-stirring scene.
War was the only melody at this moment!
The Fierce Mountain Stiff Alliance and the Tianyuan Dao Sect's combined forces, after a century of preparation, finally stormed into the Southern Border Sacred Land of the Life and Death Gate with a thunderous assault.
The battle had entered a fever pitch from the very beginning.
The Life and Death Gate, which had kept its mountain gates closed for hundreds of years, was not as weakened as the world had thought. Instead, it unleashed formidable power right from the start of the battle.
Relying on the advantages of their territory, which they had cultivated for thousands of years, the Life and Death Gate cultivators dealt a severe blow to the allied forces from the very beginning.
They almost drove the allied forces out of the mountain gates.
This precarious situation only began to ease when the top Nascent Soul realm experts of the allied forces joined the fray.
The Fierce Mountain Stiff Alliance had over thirty Nascent Soul True People.
The Tianyuan Dao Sect had over twenty Nascent Soul True People.
Moreover, all those who participated in this battle were among the best of the best.
With their personal involvement, the situation quickly stabilized, and the allied forces rapidly advanced.
The Life and Death Gate’s experts, of course, were not willing to sit idly by and await their fate. Beams of light shot out from all directions, entangling the Nascent Soul experts.
The most intense and brutal battles took place among the peak existences below thehua shen realm.
Boom!
After a sudden clash, Alleyne of Songyang heavily landed on the ground.
His face flushed with the rush of qi, and his inner magic power surged.
He narrowed his eyes, recognizing the familiar face, and blurted out, "It’s really you! Zhu Shanzi, you’re still alive!"
"Old friend, so you still remember me!" Zhu Shanzi slowly recalled his flying wheel, his gaze unfriendly as he looked at Alleyne of Songyang. Then, his tone suddenly changed. "If that’s the case, why did you lead your forces to attack my Life and Death Gate?"
Alleyne of Songyang’s face turned pale, but he quickly recovered.
He countered, "You should ask your sect why it has been closed off for so long."
Zhu Shanzi frowned. "It’s a matter of sect secrets, which I cannot disclose."
Alleyne of Songyang slowly ascended to the sky, his gaze sweeping over the countless cultivators below, who seemed like ants and moths. He grinned.
"Because you don’t say anything, we came in to get answers ourselves."
"Ourselves?" Zhu Shanzi’s tone was mocking. "When did the Central Plains Dao Sects become one of us?"
Before Alleyne of Songyang could respond, Zhu Shanzi angrily shouted, "You’re inviting a wolf into your home!"
Alleyne of Songyang replied calmly, "The fierce tiger is already in the house, so why fear another wolf?"
Once close friends who shared everything, they now found their words falling on deaf ears, even a single sentence too many.
Since they couldn’t reach an agreement, it was time to fight!
However, before Alleyne of Songyang could make his move, a massive beam of light pierced the sky, heading straight for Zhu Shanzi.
Zhu Shanzi’s face changed. With their shenxi locked, the appearance of another powerful enemy left him in a difficult position.
A loud voice came from behind.
"Senior Brother, I’ll help you!"
A figure darted past Zhu Shanzi, rushing toward the enemy.
But he returned as quickly as he left.
Boom!
Zhu Shanzi’s junior brother was directly blasted into a mountain’s belly by the massive beam of light.
Zhan Bingtao stepped forward, his eyes disdainful, and a sneer on his lips.
"Is this the strength of the Southern Border Sacred Land’s Nascent Soul True People?"
Without looking at Zhu Shanzi, he turned to Alleyne of Songyang.
"After so many years of peace, their claws have become blunt. How can you not have taken them down yet, Daoist Alleyne?"
Alleyne of Songyang sighed. "I hesitated upon seeing an old friend."
Zhan Bingtao raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Then I’ll leave this one to you. I’ll head to the next battlefield."
As he was about to fly to another intense battle, Zhu Shanzi’s face turned ashen. This person’s strength was beyond what he had expected.
Even among the Great Cultivators, he was a top-tier peak expert.
If left unchecked, the already weakened Life and Death Gate cultivators would suffer a severe blow.
He instinctively moved to block Zhan Bingtao, but Alleyne of Songyang stood in his way.
"Old friend, after a separation of three hundred years, can I see your Life and Death Wheel again?"
Zhu Shanzi took a deep breath, his gaze shifting from Zhan Bingtao.
"Fine, since you ask, I’ll grant your wish. I also want to see how far your Fierce Mountain Seal has progressed."
As he spoke, he held a white flying wheel in his hand, and another black flying wheel slowly rose behind him.
On the opposite side, Alleyne of Songyang smiled and pointed at his brow.
Instantly, his magic power surged, exceeding his previous state several times over.
"You might not know, but with the help of the Fierce Mountain Stiff Alliance, my Fierce Mountain Seal has long been perfected. You are no match for me now!"
Zhu Shanzi’s expression changed drastically.
...
The battle within the Life and Death Gate raged on.
However, not every area was engulfed in flames.
At the Cloud Sea Summit, heavy breathing suddenly echoed.
"Huff..."
Luo Chen abruptly awoke from his daze and instinctively released his shenxi.
But there was no need for shenxi to explore; his eyes already reflected the figure in a green robe.
Without hesitation, he bowed.
"Junior pays respects to Divine Lord Youli!"
The old man in the green robe smiled. "You know me?"
Luo Chen respectfully said, "The one who calls Yin-Yang Zi a senior brother and can perform the great skill of 'Fishing the Moon from the Realm'—only Divine Lord in the Southern Border can be you!"
Divine Lord Youli laughed, "Since you know it’s me, and you’ve trespassed into the Yin-Yang Remnant Realm set up by the Life and Death Gate, why aren’t you afraid of me holding you accountable?"
Luo Chen slowly straightened his back and calmly said, "Being afraid wouldn’t help. With your prowess, if you wanted to hold us accountable, we would have no reason to be alive. But now, I’m still standing here, which means you don’t intend to kill me."
"Truly worthy of being Luo Chen of the Dan Sect. Clever and resourceful", Divine Lord Youli stroked his beard, his gaze on Luo Chen filled with appreciation.
"Sir, you flatter me. I wonder why you’ve brought me here and what guidance you have for me?"
"Guidance is too high a word. I just need to retrieve something."
As he spoke, Divine Lord Youli patted the small gray cauldron in front of him.
Luo Chen instinctively touched his chest, his face changing slightly.
He looked at his life-bound treasure, a thought flashing through his mind, and he hesitated, "Could it be...?"
Divine Lord Youli nodded, "Indeed, the Catastrophe Worm!"
With that, he flicked a finger, and the small gray cauldron emitted a sound.
The sound was deep and resonant, the echo lingering.
Divine Lord Youli raised an eyebrow, "This magic treasure has a solid foundation!"
Luo Chen’s heart tightened. That was his life-bound treasure, now in someone else’s hands, and he dared not make a move.
In his line of sight, amidst the continuous cauldron sounds, the Primordial Cauldron began to emit a glow.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—seven colors, dazzling and beautiful.
A gray butterfly seemed to come to life, fluttering gracefully in the rosy light.
The old man’s gentle voice slowly reached Luo Chen’s ears.
"Do you know why the Life and Death Gate keeps its gates closed and avoids the mortal world?"
"I don’t know, sir."
"Pay attention to your surroundings, and you’ll understand a little."
"Hey, this concentration of primordial energy?"
With a single perception, Luo Chen’s expression changed dramatically.
The concentration of primordial energy nearby was so high that it almost felt like being immersed in the Origin Energy Sea.
But this was far from the norm!
The Origin Energy Sea was a place one could only explore when comprehending the true meaning of the laws, a realm of the world’s essence.
Yet, atop the Cloud Sea Summit, it was as if another Origin Energy Sea had appeared.
Being in such an environment had its benefits, but the drawbacks were also obvious.
A moment’s inattention, and one could be assimilated by the heavens and earth.
Even if one remained vigilant every day, they might still be drawn into it.
"Sir, this..."
Divine Lord Youli didn’t answer Luo Chen directly but praised him again.
"To be able to comprehend the true meaning of two laws at the nascent soul stage, even in the Xuan Realm, you would be considered a top-notch cultivator."
"The Xuan Realm? What is that?" Luo Chen had a vague guess, but he couldn’t help asking.
Divine Lord Youli pointed upwards.
"The Upper Realm?" Luo Chen asked.
Divine Lord Youli smiled, "You can consider it the Upper Realm, or another Mountain and Sea Realm. The only difference is that one is larger and the other smaller, one ancient and the other young. There’s no substantial difference otherwise."
Luo Chen frowned, deep in thought.
He was a genius, almost unparalleled in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
But in the old man’s words, while he received praise, he was still just a top-tier figure.
Clearly, the Xuan Realm was the larger and older world.
In comparison, the Mountain and Sea Realm was much smaller.
As for being younger?
Luo Chen shook his head and moved on to another topic.
"I have a question, sir. Could you answer it?"
"You’re wondering if the five great sacred lands of the Mountain and Sea Realm came from the Xuan Realm, right?"
Luo Chen nodded.
The old man in the blue robe also nodded, confirming Luo Chen’s guess.
But before Luo Chen could ask more, he steered the conversation back to the original topic.
"The primordial energy here is unusual, almost as if the Origin Energy Sea has descended. Do you know why?"
Luo Chen was puzzled.
Divine Lord Youli slowly lifted the Primordial Cauldron. The gray butterfly was still fluttering in the seven-colored rosy light, as if it were about to fly out at any moment.
Staring at the butterfly, Divine Lord Youli’s gaze was complex.
"It’s because of this!"
Luo Chen instinctively said, "The disaster caused by the Catastrophe Worm?"
"It’s because of it, but not caused by it. Being able to cultivate using the Origin Energy Sea is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that many Hua Shen cultivators dream of but can never achieve. How can it be called a disaster?" Divine Lord Youli murmured, his face slightly pained, "But often, when the opportunity is too great, good fortune turns into a curse."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
In the sea of clouds formed by the primordial energy, a red light flew over.
Upon closer inspection, it was a red butterfly.
(End of Chapter)
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