Whoosh...
Clear Wind Cleansing swept through him, and he breathed out the turbid qi.
Luo Chen stepped out of Ink Dry Mountain and felt like a bird soaring into the blue sky, a fish returning to the sea.
That oppressive feeling vanished completely.
Only then did he look back.
Through his Spirit Eye, he could faintly see two seas of blood, nearly identical in color, crashing against each other. The towering waves churned up by their battle smashed even the remaining islands of Leng Guang to pieces.
For Nascent Soul Cultivators who could command the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the destruction was this terrifying when they fought without restraint.
At the least, they could shatter mountains and cleave peaks. At worst, they could sink islands beneath the sea.
Take Luo Chen's Azure Sun Great Handprint infused with the Spirit Enslavement Seal. Left unchecked, its power would snowball, growing ever stronger. Flattening a city with one strike was no exaggeration.
"Because of me, Blood Nightmare Fiend woke from hiding here and drew Blood Rogue, who's been hunting him all this time."
"Both are Nascent Soul powerhouses renowned throughout the Northern Sea. I once thought them towering beyond reach, deep as the ocean. But now, they don't seem so untouchable after all!"
Luo Chen watched this Twin Blood Battle, which had dragged on for decades, his eyes flashing.
He did not know whether his rising cultivation had closed the distance between them, or whether years of fighting to the death had left both of them gravely weakened. Either way, neither seemed so strong that he stood no chance against them.
After all, he had just torn Blood Nightmare Fiend's body apart.
Even if the man could not be killed and could form a new body from the sea of blood,