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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 1994: Black clothed Cultivators, Destroying the Secret Realm? (Part 2)
Chapter 1994: Black clothed Cultivators, Destroying the Secret Realm? (Part 2)
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Her little face showed no fear, but rather was filled with determination.She took small steps, walking towards Luo Qingchen, who was struggling in pain.
Then, she reached out her chubby little hand and gently placed it on Luo Qingchen’s burning chest.
The leaf imprint of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on her forehead burst forth with unprecedented brilliant golden light.
A Dragon Power, pure to the extreme and gentle as spring rain, slowly flowed into Luo Qingchen’s body.
This power did not participate in the battle between the two energies.
Instead, like a gentle mother, it lightly soothed Luo Qingchen’s nearly shattered meridians and nourished his collapsing Sea of Consciousness.
Under the comfort of this gentle power, Luo Qingchen’s nearly frenzied consciousness gradually regained a bit of clarity.
He knew he couldn’t go on like this.
Suppressing or expelling it would only make the situation worse.
Since it cannot be suppressed, then... fuse it!
He bit his tongue sharply, forcibly summoning the last shred of his mind.
He no longer attempted to control the two violent energies but opened his heart and mind.
He used the Chaos Sword Technique he had cultivated for years as the foundation, with the all-encompassing Chaotic Power as the furnace.
Then, he gently guided that violent Star Force bit by bit into this furnace.
This was an extremely dangerous move.
One slight error, and he would meet a fate of destruction and death.
But Luo Qingchen had no other choice.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan watched Luo Qingchen tensely, even forgot to breathe.
They saw the crimson color on Luo Qingchen’s body gradually fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The violent chaotic aura also gradually became calm and stable.
Finally, all the anomalies disappeared.
Luo Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.
In the depths of his eyes, it seemed as if countless stars were being born and dying, deep and vast.
The aura around him became several times stronger than before.
The pinnacle of the Intermediate Stage of the Golden Core.
Just one step away from the Refining Stage of the Golden Core.
He succeeded.
He not only resolved the crisis of deviation but also perfectly integrated the ancient inheritance into his cultivation system.
The Chaos Sword Technique now could no longer simply be called the Chaos Sword Technique.
It had become a supreme technique, a new technique fused with Star Force, belonging solely to Luo Qingchen.
Luo Qingchen stood up slowly, feeling the unprecedented, surging power within him.
The heavy stone gate of the Inheritance Hall slowly closed behind them, isolating the ancient and vast aura.
Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, feeling the raging power within him. His Intermediate Stage Golden Core cultivation was several times stronger than before entering the hall.
The new technique, "Chaos Star Transformation," autonomously operated within his meridians. Every cycle seemed to invoke the power of the celestial stars, resonating with his own Chaotic Power and producing a wondrous transformation.
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan also gained some insights. Although not as transformative as Luo Qingchen, their heroic and lively spirits were even more distinct than before.
Especially Su Xiaowan, she glimpsed some long-lost ancient talismanic imprints from the inheritance light sphere. At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed, her small face full of concentration, obviously digesting that precious knowledge.
Bai Ling’er affectionately nuzzled Luo Qingchen’s calf, her small face filled with a satisfied smile, seemingly finding devouring the light sphere a delightful feast as well.
Luo Qingchen gently patted her little head, his gaze turning to the outside of the hall.
This dead silent ancient battlefield, although fraught with danger, was also full of "opportunities."
The array fragments and star ores scattered around could be used to repair the Star Map Bronze Disk.
"Let’s continue to explore deeper."
Luo Qingchen spoke with a steady voice, carrying unprecedented confidence.
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan naturally had no objections, and the three humans and one beast once again set foot on this unknown land.
The deeper they ventured into the heart of the ancient battlefield, the denser the Evil Qi in the air became.
The cold, despairing aura filled with hatred towards all living beings almost became tangible, clinging around them like sticky glue.
The scorched earth underfoot changed from a dark color to a heart-palpitating deep purple, as if drenched in endless blood of resentment for millennia.
The remnants of weapons and bones grew ever more immense.
They even saw a fractured finger bone over a hundred feet long, standing isolated on the scorched earth, its fingertip pointing towards the dark red shattered star, filled with unwillingness and accusation.
Bai Ling’er’s little brows slightly furrowed, and her small mouth pouted unconsciously, evidently disliking the aura here.
The leaf imprint of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on her forehead emitted a gentle golden light, forming an invisible shield, isolating the Evil Qi that attempted to erode their minds.
Even so, Su Xiaowan appeared a bit pale. She followed closely behind Luo Qingchen, occasionally clutching a talisman, and vigilantly scanning her surroundings.
Suddenly, Luo Qingchen stopped, his gaze becoming sharply discerning.
"Something’s coming."
Just as he finished speaking,
several blurred human figures began to materialize within a twisted mass of purple-black mist a hundred feet ahead.
Those figures were all dressed in identical black robes, their hoods pulled low, obscuring their faces.
However, they exuded Demonic Qi, pure and cold, starkly contrasting with the ancient battlefield.
"Black-clothed Cultivators."
Lin Wan’er’s voice held a trace of gravity, the Green Vine Whip in her hand gripped tightly.
Su Xiaowan also immediately retrieved several powerful attack talismans, ready for battle.
The black-clothed cultivators clearly noticed them too, their steps hesitating slightly, seeming a bit surprised.
But they did not stop, continuing to walk leisurely toward Luo Qingchen and his companions.
There were five black-clothed cultivators in total.
The leader, slightly taller in stature, though also shrouded by a hood, emitted a fluctuation of Demonic Qi indicating his strength had reached the Initial Realm of the Nascent Soul Stage.
The other four were of the Refining Stage Golden Core, their strength not to be underestimated.
Luo Qingchen’s heart sank slightly.
He hadn’t anticipated encountering such powerful Demonic Cultivators deep within the Secret Realm.
Moreover, judging by their demeanor, it seemed they hadn’t just arrived.
"I didn’t expect to encounter live people in such a godforsaken place."
The black-clothed cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage finally spoke, his voice hoarse and low, possessing a chilling coldness.
His gaze, like a viper’s, slowly scanned Luo Qingchen and his companions, finally resting on the slightly bulging area of Luo Qingchen’s chest.
There, the Star Map Bronze Disk was located.
"Interesting, truly interesting."
The Nascent Soul Stage black-clothed cultivator let out a low laugh of indeterminate meaning.
"Are you here for the ’things’ in this place as well?"
Luo Qingchen’s eyes narrowed slightly, not answering his question but rather asking, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"You are not worthy to know who we are."
The Nascent Soul Stage black-clothed cultivator’s tone was filled with disdain and arrogance.
"As for why we are here..."
He paused, extending a pale, withered finger to point towards a valley shrouded in dense Demonic Qi not far away.
"Naturally, to destroy this revolting place."
Luo Qingchen followed his hand and gazed in the direction, his pupils suddenly constricting.
In the valley, he vaguely saw a massive construction resembling an altar, but the altar was engraved with numerous twisted and evil demonic patterns.
Pure Demonic Qi flowed continuously out of the altar, madly eroding the surrounding land and space.
"Are you undermining the foundation of the Secret Realm?"
Luo Qingchen’s voice turned cold.
This Secret Realm, though filled with deathly silence and Evil Qi, was not a dead land, as evidenced by the existence of the Inheritance Hall and materials that could repair the Star Map.
