Amid the vast ocean, wind and waves raged.
Between the mountains, earth dragons churned.
A purely divine thought contest had actually stirred such terrifying might.
Suddenly, the figure of a mermaid leaped from the sea, her exquisite singing soothing the crashing waves.
Amid the mountain ranges, the phantom image of a burly man standing tall enough to support heaven and earth also appeared, suppressing the balance of this place.
Luo Chen glanced at those two figures, surprise stirring within him.
Across from him, Li Canghai was even more astonished.
A clash of divine thoughts, even if it was merely a contest rather than a battle to the death, was often exceedingly perilous and allowed no room for the slightest carelessness.
Yet Luo Chen still had spare attention to observe other matters.
"Fellow Daoist, your divine thought is formidable. How about we stop here?"
"Mm."
The two tacitly withdrew their divine thoughts at the same time, neither suffering any injury.
Li Canghai drank a sip of spirit wine, and only then did his expression ease.
Looking at Luo Chen, he could not help sighing in admiration. "No wonder Fellow Daoist harbored killing intent. You carry a sharp weapon! This old man has never seen or heard of anyone who had just entered Spirit Transformation and could possess a Primordial Spirit as firm as a mountain, with not the slightest hint of an unstable realm. I wonder how Fellow Daoist achieved this."
Luo Chen merely smiled without speaking.
He truly differed greatly from ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivators.
At its root, it was because of his terrifyingly profound divine soul foundation, as well as the fact that he had already grasped no fewer than Three Types of Law True Intent during the Nascent Soul Stage.
For him, Spirit Transformation had simply been a