Duomu hung one hand behind his back, lifted up Luo Chuan's body, and flew in the direction of the Blood Sea, while explaining Ancient God Land's situation to him.
"Don't be nervous, little friend. If I kill you, it will only be for a moment. I brought you here today because the master wants to see you."
The master in Duomu's mouth is naturally the evil thought of Ancient God Tusi, Demon God Tuo Sen whose strength reaches Eight-Star Ancient God!
Under the leadership of Duomu, the two people quickly arrived at the location of the Blood Sea. Thousands of miles apart, they could smell the smell of blood in the air.
When he looked through the Blood Sea in front of him, what came into view was an endless stretch of iron chains. At the end of these iron chains, a monk of the Spirit Severing Realm or above was tied up.
These monks also came here to search for treasures, and eventually fell and became puppets controlled by Demon God Tuo Sen.
Demon God Tuo Sen, who was sitting on the chair, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Chuan's position, and showed a charming smile.
"Your artistic conception... is Exiled Immortal?"
Tuosen held his chin with one hand and asked calmly, "After so many years, this is the first time I have encountered an alternative artistic conception. God helps me!"
Duomu immediately knelt on the ground, an imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes, but he still bowed and said, "Greetings to the master, I have brought back the junior you asked for."
Luo Chuan stepped over and bowed to Demon God Tuo Sen in front of him.
"Kneel down!"
Duomu saw that Luo Chuan had no intention of kneeling down, and immediately frowned, fearing that Tuosen would go on a killing spree, and immediately shouted out.
"Noisy."
Tuosen waved his right hand and instantly slapped Duomu hard on the cheek, causing Duomu to fall directly to the ground and spurt out a mouthful of scarlet blood.
"What the master taught me is..."
Duomu felt extremely unhappy in his heart, but he felt helpless because the Demon God Tuo Sen in front of him was so powerful that he was invincible.
Demon God Tuo Sen ignored Duomu who was kneeling on the ground. Instead, he looked at Luo Chuan in front of him and said with an indifferent expression, "Shenhuashen, open your artistic conception and help me open this seal."
Looking at Demon God Tuo Sen in front of him, Luo Chuan had a strange emotion that was difficult to detect in his eyes, but he did not refuse.
After all, Tuosen's strength has reached an unrivaled level. If he refuses, he may be instantly obliterated.
If he dies miserably here, he will become Tuosen's puppet. Even if he refuses, he will have no chance and will have no choice but to serve Tuosen for hundreds of thousands of years until he has no use value.
Luo Chuan took a deep breath, the whole body suddenly glowed, Exiled Immortal Artistic Conception slowly spread out.
It was not a fierce killing force, but an aura as clear as moonlight. There seemed to be a phantom of a crane passing by in the sky, and even the churning fishy wind of the Blood Sea was washed away and softened a bit.
As soon as this artistic conception appeared, Tuosen's eyes flashed with ecstasy. The ground beneath him began to shake, and cracks appeared in the light black seal covering the secret realm.
"Yes, that's it!"
Tuosen stood up suddenly, stared at the clear glow around Luo Chuan, and said with a ferocious smile, "Use the power of your artistic conception to hit the core of the seal!"
Luo Chuan The fingertips moved slightly, Exiled Immortal Artistic Conception condensed into a translucent white arrow of light, and shot toward the seal slowly.
The moment the light arrow touched the seal, there was no roar, but it penetrated into it like warm water melting snow.
The original solid black seal quickly spread out spiderweb-like white lines centered on the light arrow's impact point. Wherever those lines passed, the black air dissipated, and the pressure of the seal was weakened by most of it.
Tuosen laughed loudly when he saw this, and the black energy around his body surged. He was obviously taking the opportunity to refine the gap where the seal was loose. "Okay! What a Exiled Immortal Artistic Conception!"
"Hahaha, look at it, a kid from the Spirit Severing Realm can break the seal that you trash can't break for thousands of years in just a few breaths!"
The monk puppets in the Blood Sea looked at each other, with a hint of imperceptible fear flashing in their eyes, obviously afraid that Tuosen would regard them as useless waste.
Then take action directly and kill everyone here...
Demon God Tuo Sen raised his head, looked at the position of Luo Chuan, and said with a ferocious smile, "Your artistic conception is still too weak. In the early stages, even if your cultivation reaches Late Spirit Severing Realm, you still can't completely break all the sealed energy in my body."
Tuosen narrowed his eyes, tapped the chair next to him with his slender fingers, and then sneered, "Duomu, this child's artistic conception is still too weak. Use the energy of thousands of creatures to help him break through the shackles."
Duomu couldn't help but frown. "Master, do you mean... to use Nirvana Space all Wandering Soul's life to condense energy and help this child break through the mid-term artistic conception?"
"Why, you don't agree?"
Tuosen's eyes suddenly turned light red, and the energy generated so frightened Duomu that he almost knelt on the ground.
Duomu was so frightened that he breathed quickly and immediately answered with his hands raised, "I obey, I will take this guy to Nirvana Space."
After about a while, Duomu brought Luo Chuan to Nirvana Space, and used the magic weapon to gather all the Wandering Soul here together.
These Wandering Soul are nothing but ants to Duomu. Even if they have thousands of them, they are nothing but ants shaking the tree.
Now that the master wants to break his seal, Duomu will naturally obey his orders, otherwise Demon God Tuo Sen will most likely kill them directly.
Duomu hung one hand behind his back, glanced at the gathering energy, and then looked at the person beside him, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"You are quite courageous as a junior. You actually kept your face in front of Tuosen. I'm very curious about who you are."
Luo Chuan shrugged, nodded and said, "Senior is joking, junior is only a casual cultivator in the world of cultivation, how can I be so presumptuous in front of senior."
Duomu instantly appeared in front of Luo Chuan, and the surging energy spread out in all directions like a stormy sea. The air everywhere it passed became distorted at this moment.
"We are not Blood Sea War General, but alien monks trapped here by Tuosen... For thousands of years, only one person has escaped."
Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly. If he guessed correctly, the one Duomu said was running away should be the beast guarding Ancient God Tusi Memory Inheritance.
"You came here probably for Ancient God Tusi's Memory Inheritance. Now you can't get it. After all, Tuosen won't let you find it."
"Before you, there are two ways to go. I just don't know how you, a junior, should choose. Whether it is right or wrong depends entirely on your own thoughts."
Duomu put one hand behind his back and glanced around. After confirming that Tuosen was not monitoring this place, he let go of his worries.