Not only that, the eight Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators at the front couldn't withstand the attack of a Yingbian Realm powerhouse. The instant they made contact, the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were killed on the spot, their souls scattered.
Even the envoy from their super sect met the same fate. The moment he touched that mass of energy, his body turned to dust and vanished without a trace.
Only Zhao Chuanliang, a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, remained, kneeling on the ground and trembling. His eyes were filled with boundless terror.
Luo Chuan lounged atop the Blood Qilin's head, took a sip of strong liquor, and nodded. "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"
Zhao Chuanliang was drenched in sweat. "I-I don't know, Senior..."
"The first thing you did when you saw me was kneel on the ground. That's why I spared you. As for the other elders and envoys of the Corpse Yin Sect, they had to die."
Luo Chuan stretched lazily and continued, "I'm not the sort who thirsts for blood. But if someone angers me, I naturally won't let my enemies live in this world. Do you understand?"
How could Zhao Chuanliang dare deny it? He repeatedly kowtowed in Luo Chuan's direction, apologizing, his eyes brimming with shock and fear.
Seeing that he had accomplished his purpose, Luo Chuan paid the Corpse Yin Sect's sect master, Zhao Chuanliang, no further mind and sped straight toward Star-Shattering Chaos.
Once Luo Chuan had disappeared from sight, Zhao Chuanliang slumped to the ground, overcome with fear. "An Exiled Immortal descended into the mortal world... Terrifying."
On the way to Star-Shattering Chaos, Luo Chuan propped his chin on one hand and quietly stared at the turncoat Xu Liguo before him.
Xu Liguo was already trembling with fear. With a mournful face, he said, "Master, I was wrong. I'll never dare do it again. I was bewitched for a moment. I'm guilty—I repent!"
"What other abilities do you have for summoning the Corpse Yin Sect? Use them all. It's been many years since I last went on a killing spree."
"Y-You knew all along?"
Xu Liguo stood there dumbfounded. Already furious, he nearly died of fright when he saw the Jade Flute in Luo Chuan's hand.
He simply grabbed Luo Chuan's arm and cried, "I was wrong, Master! Spare my pathetic life!"
Luo Chuan glanced at Xu Liguo, who was groveling before him, and snorted. Then he continued controlling the Blood Qilin beneath him as it flew toward Star-Shattering Chaos.
When dealing with a turncoat like Xu Liguo, it was sometimes necessary to be firm. Otherwise, who knew what outrageous things the man might do?
Star-Shattering Chaos sat in a forbidden zone within the Demon Cultivation Sea. Even Nascent Soul Realm old monsters who entered had no chance of returning. Only cultivators who had reached the Spirit Severing Realm could move through it unhindered.
But even a Spirit Severing Realm powerhouse could lose his life there if he wasn't careful.
Luo Chuan gazed calmly at Star-Shattering Chaos and spread his divine sense, perfectly enveloping the space around him. If even the slightest danger arose, he would be able to detect the situation at once.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Chuan reached the heart of Star-Shattering Chaos.
The area was littered with enormous boulders, each brimming with immense energy. Anyone who touched them—even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator—would die, their soul scattered.
At the very center stood a special teleportation array. Since it dated back to ancient times, anyone wishing to enter the Ancient God Land had to use Top-Grade Spirit Stones.
At the center of the array, Devil Lord Duanmu Ji had been waiting for quite some time. He had clearly arrived several days earlier.
When Duanmu Ji saw Luo Chuan arrive, he rose to his feet and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan, so you finally came."
Luo Chuan held one hand behind his back and answered calmly, "A rare treasure like the Yingbian Pill would surely matter a great deal to anyone."
"Heh, naturally." Duanmu Ji stroked his beard and smiled. "If we cultivators can obtain a Yingbian Pill, our future achievements will be limitless."
"Besides, Fellow Daoist Luo Chuan, you're so young. Even without a Yingbian Pill, it should only be a matter of time before you break through to the Yingbian Realm."
Luo Chuan glanced at the smiling tiger, Duanmu Ji, and understood what he meant. He was plainly saying that if they found a Yingbian Pill, he hoped Luo Chuan would give it to an old man like him.
"When do we enter the Ancient God Land?"
"Don't rush. A few old friends are still on their way. Once they arrive, we can enter the Ancient God Land."
"Indeed. You're young, so you naturally don't know how dangerous the Ancient God Land is. If you weren't a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, you wouldn't even be qualified to come here!"
The speaker wasn't Duanmu Ji. A black-robed old man had suddenly flashed in from afar, arriving beside Duanmu Ji at lightning speed.
The old man was tall and gaunt, three wisps of white beard fluttering gently in the breeze beneath his chin. His face brimmed with an immortal air, and he held a horsetail whisk, looking every bit like a Daoist immortal.
A trace of kindness showed between his brows. He nodded at Luo Chuan with a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, the Ancient God Land is perilous beyond measure. Ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who enter are certain to die. Even those in the Spirit Severing Realm have a high chance of having their souls scattered."
Duanmu Ji glanced at the old man who had walked over and said flatly, "The Ancient Emperor, master of the Heavenly Demon Cave, Early Spirit Severing Realm. He looks like an immortal, but is actually ruthless and has slaughtered countless cities."
Luo Chuan didn't take the man seriously. A mere Early Spirit Severing Realm ant wasn't even worth—
Just then, a dragon boat flew in from the distant horizon. A man stood at its dragon-shaped prow. He was handsome, but his thin lips gave him a cold, heartless air.
The man stood with his hands behind his back and his head held high. He wore a red brocade robe patterned with broken designs and embroidered with rings of golden thread. His black hair hung loosely over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind along with the hem of his robe.
Behind him stood a young man, perhaps twenty years old. He had an ordinary appearance, but strange red light flickered in his eyes from time to time.
When the dragon boat drew near, the man in red leapt down, and the young man behind him hurried after him.
After landing, the man in red swept his cold gaze around. It lingered briefly on the array amid the rocky ground.
Then he glanced at Luo Chuan before finally settling his gaze on Duanmu Ji. His voice was as cold as winter frost. "What a lively gathering!"
Duanmu Ji snorted in displeasure. "Devil Lord Six Desires, you were supposed to arrive early, as agreed. Did you really have to make us wait here for you?"
Devil Lord Six Desires ignored Duanmu Ji and walked up to Luo Chuan, deeply captivated by Luo Chuan's appearance and bearing.
"I never imagined such a handsome young man could exist in this world. This Lord is truly surprised. If you weren't a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, I'd make sure you stayed by my side forever."