The flute's clear and melodious sound, like the cold moon breaking through the clouds, rippled through the desolate ancient forest.
A pale golden halo radiated outwards from Luo Chuan as the center. The thick gray mist, like snow encountering a raging fire, rolled away and retreated, revealing a clear view within a radius of a hundred feet.
But this purified land did not find peace.
"Roar!"
Just then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the mist, followed by a violent tremor in all directions.
The cracking sounds were incessant as the thick layer of decaying leaves was forced open, and countless hideous black shadows, accompanied by a foul stench, surged towards Luo Chuan's location like a tidal wave.
That was a densely packed horde of demonic beasts.
Leading the pack were dozens of Iron-Armored Violent Bear bodies comparable to mountains. They were covered in thick black iron scales, and their eyes were blood-red. Every step they took created a deep pit in the ground.
Countless winged Soul-Devouring Bat swooped down from the top of the giant tree, their sharp claws gleaming with a chilling light.
This is the guardian beast group deep within the Immortal Emperor Qinglin's Abode. Each of them possesses the cultivation level of the early stage of the Ascendant Realm Soul realm, and the leading Iron-Armored Violent Bear have even reached the mid-stage of the Sunie Realm realm.
Such a lineup is enough to strike fear into the hearts of any Sunie Realm cultivator. Even if Cloud Immortal Couple were here, they would probably have to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.
Those rogue cultivators who had managed to get in at the edge of the platform were hiding behind giant trees in the distance. Seeing this scene, they all turned ashen-faced and dared not even breathe, for fear of being caught in the crossfire of the monster horde.
Faced with this overwhelming tide of death, Luo Chuan remained standing, his figure as upright as a pine tree, without the slightest hint of panic on his face.
Luo Chuan put one hand behind his back, his fingers gripping the Jade Flute tightening slightly, and the originally clear and gentle flute music suddenly became sharp as a knife!
"Clang!"
A sharp sound wave, like a tangible sword, burst forth from the mouth of the flute.
Just as the Iron-Armored Violent Bear its massive, fan-like paw to crush the tiny human before it, it was struck squarely between the eyebrows by the sonic wave.
There was no earth-shattering noise, only a muffled thud.
The Iron-Armored Violent Bear, comparable to a mountain, suddenly froze. The next second, its black iron scales cracked inch by inch, and countless fine blood lines spread out from the cracks.
Just a moment later, this powerful mid-stage Sunie Realm demon beast exploded like a blown-up balloon, bursting into a cloud of blood mist and bone fragments flying everywhere!
This scene caused the pupils of the lone cultivators watching from afar to shrink sharply, and their hearts to almost stop beating.
The sound of Luo Chuan's flute did not stop; instead, it grew more urgent, like a torrential rain pounding on banana leaves, or like ten thousand horses trampling across a plain.
He pushed the power of the Cinie Treasure to its limit, and the invisible sound waves transformed into an impenetrable net, enveloping the entire battlefield.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
A series of explosions echoed through the ancient forest, like a bloody symphony.
The Nether Swift Wolf that charged forward exploded as soon as they entered a hundred-foot radius around Luo Chuan, due to the shockwaves.
The swooping Soul-Devouring Bat turned into ashes before they could even touch Luo Chuan's clothes.
Even the heavily armored Iron-Armored Violent Bear were no match for the sharp flute music. One after another, they exploded, their blood cascading down like a waterfall, staining the decaying leaves beneath their feet and the surrounding giant trees.
In just over ten breaths, the once ferocious horde of demonic beasts had been almost completely wiped out.
The ground was littered with the severed limbs of monsters, and thick blood flowed like a river, meandering across the ground and emitting a nauseating stench.
Looking around, within a radius of several miles, apart from the clean open space at Luo Chuan's feet, the rest of the area was covered with blood and bits of flesh, resembling a scene from hell.
Luo Chuan slowly put down the Jade Flute, the music stopped abruptly, and at the same time looked down at his feet, which were not stained with even a trace of blood.
"They're just puppets enhanced by the cave's restrictions. They think they can stop me?"
Luo Chuan spoke softly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to tremble violently.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden beam of light shot into the sky from the ground in front of him, and within the beam, Dao Ancient staircase slowly emerged, leading straight to the clouds.
At the end of the stairs was a black stone door that exuded a strong spiritual energy.
We've reached the third stage.
Luo Chuan stepped onto the stairs, her steps light and graceful, as if strolling leisurely in a garden.
This stone door was completely different from the previous ones. It was made entirely of an unknown black crystal, and there were no runes on it. Only a wisp of gray soul fire burned quietly in the center of the stone door.
Just as Luo Chuan's hand was about to touch the stone door, the ball of soul fire suddenly surged, transforming into a phantom that was a hundred feet tall.
The phantom was dressed in a tattered golden imperial robe, with long hair dancing wildly and a blurred face, exuding a terrifying pressure from the early First Decay of Heaven and Man.
This oppressive force Mo Ran before. It pressed down on Luo Chuan like a mountain, as if it wanted to crush his body and shatter his soul.
"Outsider!"
A voice as powerful as a resounding bell, carrying boundless majesty and coldness, echoed throughout the space.
"This is the secluded cultivation place of the Immortal Emperor Qinglin. Only those with the right destiny are allowed to enter! Retreat immediately, or your soul and spirit will be annihilated, and you will never be reborn!"
This Dao Xu figure is none other than the Guardian Elder under the Immortal Emperor Qinglin. On the day the cave was built, he voluntarily sacrificed his divine soul to become Guardian Spirit, guarding this place for countless years.
Luo Chuan slightly raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting that hundred-foot-tall phantom, his aura remaining completely undiminished.
The oppressive force of the First Decay of Heaven and Man fell upon him, yet it was like a gentle breeze, unable to shake him in the slightest.
Whether or not we are destined to be together is not up to you.
Luo Chuan spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet it pierced through the oppressive aura of the illusory figure and clearly reached the other's ears, "Today, I, Luo Chuan, must enter the core of this cave."
"Presumptuous!"
The Guardian Spirit phantom was enraged, its imperial robes fluttering wildly, and a giant golden hand formed from soul power slammed down towards Luo Chuan with earth-shattering force.
This palm strike contained the full power of First Decay of Heaven and Man expert. The space beneath the giant palm twisted violently, creaking under the immense pressure, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Faced with this deadly attack, Luo Chuan remained standing still, neither dodging nor using his Jade Flute, nor even activating his immortal power.
However, Luo Chuan simply raised his right hand slowly, and at that moment Ancient God bloodline within his body suddenly boiled!
" Ancient God Body, activate!"
With a low shout, Luo Chuan's body suddenly burst forth with golden light, and his originally slender body slowly grew taller in the golden light, transforming in the blink of an eye into a golden giant fifty feet tall.