Yang Sen and the others stared at Luo Chuan in shock, unable to believe that the handsome young man before them was actually a senior in the Spirit Severing Realm!
Was this really the limit of what a human could achieve?
Yang Sen and Zhou Jin both clutched their chests, sweat pouring down their faces. They had clearly felt just how terrifying a Spirit Severing Realm expert could be.
Yang Sen hurriedly bowed, his voice trembling. "I offended you just now. Please forgive me, senior."
Luo Chuan glanced at Yang Sen, then let his gaze settle on Ancestor Feng Luan. Calmly, he said, "There's no need for such formalities. I came here to take my disciple back. As long as you don't disturb me, I have no time to bother with you."
Only then did Yang Sen and the others breathe a sigh of relief. After all, offending a Spirit Severing Realm expert was certainly no good thing for them.
Ancestor Feng Luan flew over. Looking at Luo Chuan, she raised an eyebrow. "Are you... Xiao Chuan?"
"Luan'er, watch your mouth!"
Yang Sen, the War God Hall's Progenitor, turned deathly pale when he heard Feng Luan address a Spirit Severing Realm senior so casually. He immediately scolded her, afraid she would offend the senior before them.
Zhou Jin was trembling with fear, too. He was even considering how he might separate his Nascent Soul from his body to ensure his lifespan wouldn't be threatened.
With one hand behind his back, Luo Chuan nodded. "Sister Feng Luan, it's been a long time. You're still as charming as ever."
"It really is you!"
Ancestor Feng Luan stared at Luo Chuan in astonishment, unable to believe that the junior who had been at the Foundation Establishment Realm back then had now broken through to the Spirit Severing Realm.
Yang Sen was puzzled, too. He instinctively glanced at Zhou Jin beside him, his mind filled with questions. Could his Dao companion really know this Spirit Severing Realm expert?
Back when Luo Chuan was still at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he had encountered Feng Luan, a Nascent Soul Realm expert who had come to Zhao Kingdom.
Feng Luan hadn't disliked Luo Chuan back then. On the contrary, she had thought highly of him and had even wanted to take him as her disciple, only for Luo Chuan to refuse.
Yet in just over twenty years, the junior who had been at the Foundation Establishment Realm had undergone a complete transformation, becoming a revered expert in the Spirit Severing Realm.
Who could possibly accept such a thing?
Feng Luan flew over to Luo Chuan and lifted a delicate hand to pinch his cheek, smiling. "You've changed quite a lot in these twenty years. Your big sister nearly failed to recognize you just now."
Yang Sen wiped the sweat from his forehead and sent her a voice transmission. "Luan'er... watch yourself. Luo Chuan is in the Spirit Severing Realm now. Don't offend him."
Only after hearing her Dao companion's warning did Feng Luan withdraw her hand. Curiously, she asked, "Xiao Chuan, have you been cultivating in Zhao Kingdom's Mist Forest all these years?"
"That's right." Luo Chuan nodded. "Unless something major happens in the sect, I spend all my time diligently cultivating."
"Even with the most diligent cultivation, it would be hard to go from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Spirit Severing Realm in just over twenty years."
"I was lucky."
Luo Chuan sat down calmly on the ground, then waved his sleeve. The Nascent Soul Realm experts who had been kneeling rose to their feet, even more horrified by the strength of a Spirit Severing Realm expert.
It was terrifying beyond belief.
To reach the Mid Spirit Severing Realm at such a young age—given enough time, wouldn't breaking through to the Ascendant Realm be a piece of cake?
The other Nascent Soul Realm cultivators naturally dared not complain. They all retreated a couple of steps, keeping a safe distance from the Spirit Severing Realm expert.
Ancestor Feng Luan looked at Luo Chuan beside her and sighed deeply. "I never imagined the junior who was once at the Foundation Establishment Realm would grow into someone so far beyond my reach."
"Is this the genius who reached the great circle of Foundation Establishment at eight years old?"
Back then, Feng Luan had only happened to encounter Luo Chuan, but his bearing and talent had immediately drawn her in.
If she hadn't had other matters to attend to, Feng Luan might have taken Luo Chuan straight to the War God Hall to cultivate without a second thought. Given enough time, perhaps Huofen Kingdom could even have advanced to a Level 4 Cultivation Country.
Just then, a golden beam of light shot into the sky, instantly dyeing the once brilliant-blue heavens a deep crimson gold.
Feeling the energy rippling through the air, the War God Hall experts stopped to watch. In a situation like this, no one yet knew how many disciples would make it out alive.
But when they saw that only a few disciples had returned, the War God Hall experts all furrowed their brows, staring intently at the scene before them.
At that moment, a handsome young man dressed in the War God Hall's robes strode out. His aura surged so powerfully that even Core Formation Stage cultivators couldn't help frowning.
"Is that Ma Liang?"
The other Core Formation Stage cultivators were puzzled, too. Ma Liang had never been so cold and hard-hearted. Could something have happened to him in the Outer Realm Battlefield?
Luo Chuan's gaze shifted from Zhou Zihong to Ma Liang. As a transmigrator, he knew that this Ma Liang was no longer the Ma Liang of the War God Hall. He was merely the body Wang Lin had possessed.
Ma Liang noticed Luo Chuan, too. The instant he saw him, a strange emotion flashed through his eyes, so faint it was almost impossible to detect.
"Your disciple Ma Liang pays his respects to the Progenitors."
Wang Lin strode over and cupped his hands in greeting to Ancestor Feng Luan, Progenitor Yang Sen, and the others.
Ancestor Feng Luan paid no attention to her disciple Ma Liang. Instead, she kept her eyes on the Outer Realm Battlefield, apparently waiting for Luo Chuan's disciples to return.
Just as the Outer Realm Battlefield was about to close, two figures finally flew out through its passageway.
They were A-Dai and Liu Mei, the two Luo Chuan had sent into the Outer Realm Battlefield back then.
Liu Mei and A-Dai had both now reached the half-step Core Formation Stage, commonly known as the False Core Realm. They were only a breath away from breaking through to the Core Formation Stage.
If Luo Chuan wanted them to break through to the Core Formation Stage directly, they would need to take the Tianli Pill from the Luohe Sect to improve their chances of success.
"Master!"
Liu Mei and A-Dai ran over and bowed respectfully in Luo Chuan's direction.
With one hand behind his back, Luo Chuan nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. It seems you gained quite a lot from your trip to the Outer Realm Battlefield."
A-Dai scratched his head and answered with a smile, "We didn't gain that much, but getting to breathe in the air of the Outer Realm Battlefield a couple of times was pretty good, too."
Hearing A-Dai's words, Luo Chuan smiled without replying. Then he looked at Ancestor Feng Luan of the War God Hall and said softly, "Sister Feng Luan, there's something I'd like the War God Hall to help me with."
"Help?"
Feng Luan instinctively looked at Yang Sen beside her, her brows furrowing slightly. She had never heard of a Spirit Severing Realm expert needing help from someone in the Nascent Soul Realm.