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Chapter 1801 - 666 The Culprit, Blood Sea Elder Ancestor_3

Chapter 1801: Chapter 666 The Culprit, Blood Sea Elder Ancestor_3

His Lifebound Golden Core indeed doesn’t consume much Qi Power.

But the power accumulated before, combined with escaping Tianrang’s pursuit, undeniably consumed most of the Qi Power in his Second Prime Elixir.

With the Lifebound Golden Core as the core of the killer move Senluo Fire Prison, which cannot be easily used, the Second Prime Elixir is his source of power.

Only when Divine Yuan Qi is full can he have enough confidence in the actions to follow.

When the Sea of Qi is full and the Origin Core is flickering, Luo Chen feels an urge arising quietly in his heart.

He utilizes the "Dust Origin Technique" to eliminate that feeling.

"Strange?"

Luo Chen takes a short rest and introspects within himself.

He sees, in the Sea of Qi, the Original Source True Fire formed by the Prosperity and Decline Fire is lively jumping.

"This place seems very suitable for the existence of such Sourceless Fire?"

Luo Chen is extremely surprised.

Immediately, he thinks of the sudden anger shown by Moyun Cave Lord before, and the white flame that appeared on him.

"So that’s how it is!"

Luo Chen mutters to himself, then closes his eyes and continues to meditate and adjust his breath.

In the Outer World.

Another low hill sought by Moyun Cave Lord, he has already involuntarily released the Original Source True Fire he refined.

Its name is White Cloud Vast Flame, and it shares the same source lineage as Ascendant Master Xingyun’s Burning Heavenly Fire from Qingdan Valley.

Feeling the excitement in White Cloud Vast Flame, Moyun Cave Lord’s eyes shine brightly.

"If I can monopolize this place, in less than a hundred years, I could cultivate to the Great Perfection Realm of the Golden Core. Moreover, leveraging this place, I could establish a true Great Sect of Artifact Refining, far surpassing Mount Moyun!"

He can feel the richness of the fire-attribute Spiritual Qi here, the deeper he goes towards the large volcano, the denser the Spiritual Qi becomes.

This low hill itself has the effect of a Third Order Spirit Land.

One can imagine if it were truly the grandest location of the Blazing Refinement Prison, perhaps the Fourth Order or even Fifth Order wouldn’t be a problem!

...

The deepest part of the Land of Fallen Demons.

Its name is Falling Demon Abyss!

The overwhelming Spirit Qi absorbed from the Outer World, a small part is infused into Li Wangtian and Five Elements Heaven.

But the majority, gathers into Falling Demon Abyss.

At the bottom of Falling Demon Abyss, on an ancient stone platform, three figures stand tall.

All around, a pitch-black darkness.

Only a dozen star points are flickering with faint light.

The three, watching those star points, seem hesitant.

Suddenly, the leading person’s expression slightly changes.

Old Daoist Ji Yuan, who has been watching him, curiously asks, "Blood Nightmare Friend, what’s wrong?"

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo furrows his brows, "The three people outside who work for me are dead!"

"Dead!" Old Daoist Ji Yuan is surprised, "Wu Qi and those three aren’t weak among peers, who killed them?"

Before Blood Nightmare Mo Luo can speak, Feileng Fairy beside him sneers, "You attempted to use three Golden Core juniors to subdue the remnant soul of the Desolate Beast Stone Dragon, should have expected they’d end up being killed instead."

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo shakes his head, "That’s not quite right. The remnant soul’s consciousness had long been extinguished, leaving only instinct. I’ve also bestowed them with a True Instrument-level Soul Summoning Banner, more than enough to subdue the remnant soul. They... they must have been killed by someone. Too bad, now that we’re in this Falling Demon Abyss, we cannot deduce who actually killed them, ruining my grand plan."

Old Daoist Ji Yuan nods, casually saying, "It truly is a grand plan, that Stone Dragon devoured a Desolate Beast Earth Dragon which sat within its body thus gaining enlightenment, possessing both the Desolate Beast body and the spirit of a monster. It is indeed a creation beast from ancient times. Even if only a remnant soul remains now, used properly, it could fully cultivate a Fifth Order Spirit Vein. With this plan ruined, the path of Divine Transformation for you, my friend, might be even more challenging."

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s expression becomes increasingly solemn.

True Master Feileng, however, doesn’t care about them, gracefully moves to a shimmering star point.

"I’ll go in first."

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo frowns, "Shouldn’t you wait a bit longer? There are more than ten paths, each claimed to lead to Ming Zhao Heaven. Yet, among my Yuan Mo Sect’s generations of disciples, few have truly entered Ming Zhao Heaven, aren’t you going to think it through?"

"No need to think it through, my goal is not Ming Zhao Heaven." Feileng Fairy’s voice hasn’t finished, she has already stepped into the starlight, leaving only one sentence before departing.

"Blood Sea Elder Ancestor entered the path with the dimmest starlight, if you want to obtain his legacy, you should go in there!"

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo is half-believing and half-doubting, his gaze falls upon the dimmest starlight among the dozen.

After thinking for a long while, he finally takes a deep breath and steps in.

After they leave, the immortal-like Old Daoist Ji Yuan falls silent.

At this time, the ancient stone platform trembles slightly, and light bursts forth.

A graceful figure slowly emerges above it.

Before the light fully dissipates, a pair of beautiful eyes fall on Old Daoist Ji Yuan.

"Third Senior Brother, you really made it difficult for your Junior Sister to find you!"

A chilling voice, like Nine You’s cold wind, sends shivers.

Upon hearing this voice, Old Daoist Ji Yuan’s expression drastically changes.

Without hesitation, he steps into a starlight.

After he leaves, the light on the stone platform retracts, and a woman walks out from within.

With skin like congealed fat and eyes like stars, her delicate face exhibits a cold aloofness.

Lower down, peaks gather, waves rage, long legs of elusive elegance reveal a stunning audacious appeal.

Such contradictory temperaments united in one person.

In today’s North Sea, only one person.

Moon Independent Cultivator of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering!

The flight of Old Daoist Ji Yuan makes her snort coldly.

But immediately, her gaze falls upon the dozen starlight points, and she becomes silent.