Luo Chuan was surrounded by that dazzling purple light. His body seemed to be dismantled by an invisible force, turning into countless tiny specks of light. This feeling was extremely strange, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, but in reality, it was only a fleeting instant, and Luo Chuan's figure had already appeared in a completely unfamiliar secret realm.
Beneath our feet lies an endless expanse of black sand, stretching into the distance where the sky is nowhere to be seen. A howling wind sweeps across the land, and the sand and gravel on the ground churn and flow aimlessly, sometimes swirling and gathering, transforming into whirlwinds that sweep across the land.
The sky was also dark and gloomy, as if it were shrouded in a layer of gray veil. If you looked up and stared at it for a while, you would involuntarily feel a strong sense of oppression.
Luo Chuan stood on the black sand, looking up at the dark sky with an extremely solemn expression.
He had already extended his divine sense to its fullest extent, but even that divine sense, which was enough to cover the entire Demon Spirit Land, could not penetrate the boundaries of heaven and earth in this place. Wherever his divine sense reached, in this vast world, only Luo Chuan Chuan's figure stood alone. It seemed that all those who stepped into this place had been forcibly dispersed and teleported, making it difficult for them to meet again.
In the silence, Luo Chuan's figure soared into the air, but after flying only ten zhang, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
A deadly crisis crashed down from the sky, and Luo Chuan plummeted back to the ground without stopping. His right eye suddenly blazed with a blue light, and a giant blue shield instantly materialized in front of him.
As soon as the Azure Light Shield took shape, a gray beam swooped down from the sky, heading straight for Luo Chuan. The gray beam was incredibly fast, and in an instant, it crashed into the Azure Light Shield.
A deafening roar erupted, and Luo Chuan staggered back ten feet across the black sand before regaining his footing. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, he clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful punch forward.
Luo Chuan stared coldly at the swirling whirlwind before him, his brows furrowed slightly. He muttered to himself, "It actually teleported me to such a strange place. It seems that anyone who steps into this place will be randomly teleported and scattered."
A whirlwind surged wildly before him, yellow sand flew everywhere, and boulders crashed down, filling the space with turbulent and violent energy currents.
Sensing the immense energy permeating the air, Luo Chuan placed one hand behind his back, and the Luo God Sword immediately appeared in front of him. With a light flick of his wrist, an incomparably fierce sword intent suddenly burst forth.
A sharp, piercing sound suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
The colossal whirlwind, hundreds of feet tall, was cleaved in two the instant it touched the Luo God Sword, transforming into two pillars of light that vanished into the void.
"As expected of the cave dwelling left behind by the Immortal Emperor Qinglin, it is truly extraordinary. However, with these methods, it is not enough to stop me."
Luo Chuan still had one hand behind his back, and took a light step forward with his right foot. Suddenly, the energy around him surged and churned, and the space on both sides cracked inch by inch. The hurricane he created instantly shattered all the chaotic energy around him.
"The energy here is quite abundant, but the consumption of immortal power is also extremely large. If it were an ordinary cultivator at the Spirit Severing Realm, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold out here for long."
Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the energy emanating from the air, and naturally understood that this should be the Bottle World of Immortal Emperor Qinglin.
Legend has it that this realm was created by Qing Lin, who used his immense supernatural powers to kill thirty-nine Rune Soul Ancestor from the Rune Clan, a group of outsiders, and seized their sacred artifact. He then personally refined it, creating a realm of his own, which he then merged into a bottle!
The effects of this realm are unknown, but according to records obtained by the Cultivation Alliance, this Bottle World was a treasure that Qing Lin collected from all the immortal energy in the world. There are even rumors that it is possible to break the sealing array surrounding the four star regions through this treasure!
As a transmigrator, Luo Chuan naturally felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and understood that this must be the Bottle World set up by the Immortal Emperor Qinglin to prevent outsiders from entering.
A deafening, clear, and resonant cry suddenly swept in from all directions, its powerful sound seemingly tearing the entire world apart and penetrating every corner without any obstruction!
The Vermilion Bird Holy Sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth at this moment!
Just then, Luo Chuan suddenly stopped, turned around and looked into the depths of the void three million miles away, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
"The sound of the Vermilion Bird? The Vermilion Bird is awakening..."
Luo Chuan gently stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself, "Normally, Wang Lin shouldn't be here right now. Why is such a powerful Vermilion Bird Holy Sound emanating from him? Could it be that person?"
Deep in the Black Sand Desert, a man dressed in black sat cross-legged in meditation.
The black sand around him churned wildly, and endless demonic energy surged from the desert floor, seeping into his seven orifices in wisps.
Since stepping into this territory, the man in black has been sitting here, and countless years have passed. His body is now enveloped in layers of thick, impenetrable demonic energy.
Suddenly, the Vermilion Bird's clear cry tore through the dark sky, and wherever the sound wave passed, the demonic energy that had surged into his body shattered and swirled wildly back in all directions.
The man in black suddenly opened his eyes, a dark glint flashing within them, and stared intently at the sky above.
The Vermilion Bird's voice continued to echo throughout the heavens and earth. His eyes blazed with light, and a dragon-shaped mark faintly appeared between his brows—a ferocious black dragon!
"He's actually awakened? Only if he can survive this ordeal will he be qualified to fight me!"
The man in black stood still, the dragon mark between his eyebrows instantly enveloped by black energy, completely disappearing without a trace. Even those with profound cultivation, unless they shared the same bloodline, would not be able to detect it at all.
Inside the Bottle World, Situ Nan, the second-generation Vermilion Bird Child, was also absorbing demonic energy. His surging energy suddenly burst forth, causing the void on both sides to tremble.
Not long ago, Situ Nan accidentally discovered a teleportation array and, by a twist of fate, stepped into the Bottle World. He used the rich demonic energy here to temper himself and improve his cultivation strength.
Where Situ Nan stood, a large area of black sand had been reduced to dust, and a powerful vortex of demonic energy enveloped him, his wild and unrestrained laughter echoing across the surrounding area.
At the center of the vortex, Situ Nan's long hair flew wildly, and his demonic energy surged endlessly. The surrounding sand and stones continuously disintegrated as he absorbed them, turning into purer demonic energy that flowed into his body.
"How wonderful! Such pure demonic energy is truly a divine gift! It's just a pity I can't be greedy. Once my cultivation is stable, I'll search for the top-tier magical treasures here. I wonder if there are any stunning beauties around!"
Situ Nan slowly stood up, one hand behind his back, his eyes flickering as he continued to frantically absorb the surrounding demonic energy.
Just then, the Vermilion Bird Holy Sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the vortex of demonic energy surrounding him collapsed in response.
Situ Nan suddenly looked up, his face initially contorted with ferocity and impatience, but his eyes quickly lit up, and he burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Wang Lin, when I get back, I'll definitely find you a few beauties to enjoy!"