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“Prepare to die!”The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator stopped wasting words and transformed into a black lightning bolt, appearing in front of Luo Qingchen in an instant.
He pointed his fingers like blades, with pitch-black Demon Flame swirling at the tips, carrying a penetrating sharpness, aimed straight at Luo Qingchen’s forehead.
This strike was as fast as lightning, ruthless to the extreme.
Luo Qingchen’s pupils contracted suddenly, starlight flickered under his feet, and his figure slid backward dangerously, avoiding this deadly blow.
The pitch-black Demon Flame grazed past his nose, bringing with it a burnt smell.
Before he could stabilize his footing, the Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator’s attacks came at him like a raging storm.
Claw shadows, fist winds, leg whips…
Each strike contained the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, each strike aimed straight at Luo Qingchen’s vital points all over his body.
Luo Qingchen channeled the power of Chaos Star Transformation to its utmost, the Black Dragon Sword scabbard in his hand transforming into intertwined phantoms of darkness and starlight, struggling to fend off the opponent’s attacks.
Every collision made his arms numb, and his blood churned.
The gap between him and the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was simply too vast.
Even the magical “Chaos Star Transformation” couldn’t fully compensate for it.
“Bang!”
Another heavy punch slammed into Luo Qingchen’s sword scabbard.
Luo Qingchen felt an unrivaled force, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a giant piece of war machine wreckage.
“Ugh!”
A mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth, staining the front of his clothes red.
“Senior Brother!”
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan were shocked and tried to step forward to help, but were tightly entangled by four other Golden Core Refining Stage Black-clothed Cultivators, unable to break free.
“Heh heh heh, kid, how’s the taste?”
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator walked step by step towards the fallen Luo Qingchen, a cruel smile on his face.
“I told you, your struggle is meaningless.”
Luo Qingchen struggled to get up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his gaze remained resolute.
“Is that so?”
He suddenly grinned, revealing a mouth of sharp white teeth.
“Then have another look at this, how about it?”
Before his voice fell, the star map bronze disc on his chest suddenly exploded with brilliant multicolored light.
An immense and ancient star force instantly spread out.
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator’s smile suddenly froze.
He could feel that within the star force, there was a power that made his heart tremble.
“This is… the power of the Star Map!”
His eyes flashed with disbelief and even more intense greed.
“You can actually invoke its power!”
Luo Qingchen ignored his shock and formed hand seals, channeling all of the star force into the ground beneath him.
At the same time, he took several array flags from his storage bag and rapidly placed them around him in a mysterious configuration.
“With stars as the core, with formation as the lock, reverse the universe, seal!”
With a low shout.
The array flags he arranged resonated with the star force, forming an even more complex and powerful formation.
This formation was not a trapping array, nor a killing array.
But rather a rare… sealing formation!
“Not good!”
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator’s face changed drastically, feeling that the demonic qi in his body began to stagnate, as if suppressed by some invisible force.
He tried to retreat, but found his feet as if weighted with lead, unable to move.
“Do you think this can entrap me?”
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator roared in anger, demonic qi in his body wildly erupting, attempting to break through the sealing power.
Yet, at that moment.
The giant Demon Shadow, which had been entrapped by the Four Symbols Locking Spirit Array, suddenly let out a piercing roar.
The earthy yellow light curtain trapping it shattered after a violent tremor.
The Demon Shadow broke free, rushing toward Luo Qingchen with immense ferocious power.
“Damn it!”
Luo Qingchen’s heart sank; he didn’t expect the Demon Shadow to break free so quickly.
He was currently fully maintaining the sealing formation, with no time to spare.
Watching the huge claws of the Demon Shadow about to strike his head.
At this critical moment.
Suddenly, a drastic change occurred!
The entire Secret Realm space suddenly shook violently.
Above in the sky, the dark red broken stars’ light became extremely unstable, fluctuating between bright and dim.
On the ground, abyss-like cracks appeared out of nowhere, resembling savage mouths, swallowing everything around.
Even denser and more violent demonic qi surged from those cracks like tides, engulfing the entire Secret Realm.
“What’s happening?”
Su Xiaowan exclaimed, her small face full of horror.
Even the Black-clothed Cultivators showed expressions of doubt and uncertainty.
Only the Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator, after the initial shock, revealed a strange smile on his face.
“Has it finally… activated?”
He murmured to himself, his voice tinged with almost crazy excitement.
“Hahahaha! Luo Qingchen, aren’t you quite capable?”
He suddenly laughed loudly, his laughter filled with pride and venom.
“Do you think you can actually stop us?”
“Let me tell you, from the moment we stepped into this Secret Realm, its destruction was already predestined!”
“Our true objective was never those so-called ‘items,’ but rather to completely activate the… ‘Destruction Array’ hidden in this Secret Realm for countless ages!”