At the Mid Spirit Severing Realm, Luo Chuan Takes on a Yingbian Realm Expert, Using His Precious Immortal Power
The Giant Devil Race ancestor paid no heed to the surrounding artistic conception. At that moment, all he wanted was to kill Luo Chuan as quickly as possible and take his body and the Heaven Defying Bead.
Although his own Giant Devil Race body was also quite rare, Luo Chuan's talent was astonishingly high. He clearly didn't want to let such a good opportunity slip away.
Luo Chuan stared coldly at the Giant Devil Race ancestor, now within arm's reach. With a flash, he raised the Jade Flute in his hand to his lips.
In an instant, the flute's crisp, chilly notes burst forth, cutting through the air without the slightest hint of gentleness. Instead, they carried a bone-piercing edge, like countless ice blades quivering through the void.
The Giant Devil Race ancestor's enormous, blood-soaked palm suddenly faltered. The flute notes burrowed into his ears, making his blood and energy churn. Even his assured killing intent ebbed.
Furious and startled, the Giant Devil Race ancestor was about to summon Earth Vein Devil Qi and force his way forward when the flute notes suddenly rose in pitch. Countless glowing vines shot out from beneath the earth.
Like living creatures, they wound around his ankles, their sharp thorns stabbing deep into his demonic flesh and locking him firmly in place.
Luo Chuan's fingers darted across the flute holes, and the melody grew more urgent. Pale blue sound blades gradually gathered in the air, densely slashing toward the vital points around the Giant Devil Race ancestor's body.
"An ant trying to shake a tree!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor roared and swung his palm to fend them off, but the rainbow-colored sound blades came in an endless tide. In the blink of an eye, they tore several openings in his protective demonic energy.
"What is this? Could it be the Death Curse Technique?!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor stared at the rainbow-like attacks in the air. His body instinctively turned toward Luo Chuan, who had retreated a hundred zhang away. Frowning in confusion, he clearly had no idea what these things were.
"Your abilities may be endlessly varied, but you can't overcome the gap in realms."
The Giant Devil Race ancestor was, after all, in the early Yingbian Realm. Though he had only recently broken through, the energy he could unleash was in no way comparable to that of a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator.
"You're just a Spirit Severing brat. Go die!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor swung his right hand forward. A blood-red axe appeared in his grasp out of thin air, and he immediately brought it down on Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan chose not to meet the blow head-on. Though he possessed formidable strength in the Spirit Severing Realm, there was still a gap between him and a cultivator in the Yingbian Realm.
If he were any other Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, he would likely already have been slain by the Giant Devil Race expert.
Luo Chuan suddenly pushed off with both legs. His white Daoist robe skimmed past the giant axe as he flew to the other side. Yet the Mountain Concealment Technique beneath him cracked over a wide area at a visible speed the instant it met the axe's attack, then shattered into fragments.
Seeing his attack dodged, the Giant Devil Race ancestor frowned slightly and barked, "No wonder you're the number one cultivator on Vermilion Bird Planet. You truly have extraordinary talent. But no matter how gifted you are, you're doomed to die today!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor stomped hard in midair with his right foot. His body expanded in an instant, eventually reaching a height of two hundred meters. A profound sense of oppression swept over every cultivator in Zhao Kingdom.
"So this is the Giant Devil Race's divine ability. It's rather interesting. If I weren't only in the Mid Spirit Severing Realm and unable to wield immortal power, I could kill this old fool in an instant."
Luo Chuan reached out with his right hand, and Dragon Cry Sword abruptly appeared in his grasp, drawn from the void. He pointed it at the Giant Devil Race ancestor before him.
"It's been many years since I last challenged someone above my realm. Since my fellow Daoist from the Giant Devil Race is showing no mercy, then come! I'd like to see what a newly advanced cultivator in the early Yingbian Realm can do!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor's face turned livid. Staring at Dragon Cry Sword in Luo Chuan's hand, he gritted his teeth. "A top-grade Yingbian-level treasure! I never imagined a mere Spirit Severing brat would possess such a treasure."
"But I have the supreme treasure of my Giant Devil Race. Today, even if I have to slaughter every mortal in Zhao Kingdom, I'll make sure you're utterly wiped out here!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor charged first. Though his enormous body made him seem incredibly clumsy, he was actually fast—light as a swallow.
Luo Chuan's expression remained calm. He raised Dragon Cry Sword, then brought both hands before his chest. His index fingers and thumbs met, forming a diamond shape. He murmured, "Rise!"
Dragon Cry Sword instantly transformed into a golden Canglong and shot into the sky. Its deafening roar resounded across heaven and earth; even the mountains on both sides shattered beneath its cry.
The Canglong showed no sign of stopping. It thrust its head through the clouds and charged straight at the Giant Devil Race expert.
"A mere Yingbian-level treasure dares oppose me? Get out of my way!"
The Giant Devil Race ancestor swung his giant axe with all his strength. It cleaved through the clouds, instantly splitting the Canglong before him in two.
But just as the Giant Devil Race ancestor thought he had everything under control, the Canglong that had been torn apart became two. They charged straight at him again.
Watching the Giant Devil Race ancestor held up by the attack, Luo Chuan felt no joy. Although the ancestor was only in the early Yingbian Realm, Luo Chuan knew that members of the Giant Devil Race gained an innate divine ability upon reaching that realm.
This divine ability was extremely overbearing. Even experts in the middle or late Yingbian Realm wouldn't dare touch it lightly.
After all, in the original story, Sun Tai had been transported to another star region by the Giant Devil Race's divine ability and made a slave there. In the end, unable to break through, his cultivation fell, his lifespan ran out, and he died.
"Damn bastard, disperse!"
As the Canglongs grew more numerous, the Giant Devil Race ancestor finally lost his temper. He stomped hard in midair with his right foot, directly ripping open the entire void. The energy that burst forth shattered every tree in the area.
The golden Canglongs around him also turned to dust and vanished. Dragon Cry Sword returned to Luo Chuan's hand.
But the surging energy forced Luo Chuan back a hundred zhang. Staring at the Giant Devil Race ancestor, he narrowed his eyes and thought, So this is immortal power. How interesting.
Earlier, when the Giant Devil Race ancestor had fought Luo Chuan, he hadn't used immortal energy. After all, immortal energy couldn't be used recklessly. Once depleted, it couldn't be replenished without Immortal Jade.
And Immortal Jade was hard to come by!
This was one reason why there were so few Yingbian Realm cultivators. It was also why they rarely fought one another to the death.
Generally speaking, Yingbian Realm cultivators didn't use immortal energy lightly.
But once they did, its power reached a terrifying level.
The ability to control immortal energy was a unique divine ability possessed by cultivators in the Yingbian Realm and above. Just as Spirit Severing Realm cultivators could comprehend artistic conception, it marked a qualitative transformation!