In the sky, strands of nine-colored light transformed into a mighty river, separating the inside from the outside.

Within it, lightning and thunder relentlessly roared, occasionally accompanied by angry shouts.

There were even shadowy wings that seemed to emerge, yet were pulled back into the light river by the nine-colored bands.

Luo Chen saw it clearly: that nine-colored light river was undoubtedly formed by the purest qi power!

"I never imagined that the grand technique cultivated by Jiuling Yuanjun had such overwhelming power. Even the Thunder Prison Divine Roc, which once battled the Shenyuan Old Thief and survived, is trapped and at a disadvantage."

"No wonder he covets the Nine Li Pill so much. Such a grand technique, while it may not hold the mysteriousness of a divine capability art, in terms of power, it is unmatched!"

"I wonder if, when I've refined a hundred strands of Chi Xiao Sword Qi, I will have such might?"

Murmuring, Luo Chen glanced towards the most perilous battlefield.

Unlike the ease of Tie Guan Daoist and the dominating presence of Jiuling Yuanjun, this place was deadly at every turn and fraught with danger.

True Master Jin Ling was one against two!

The rumored three lifebound golden feathers had already been wielded, two at this moment.

Facing the combined assault of two Great Demon Emperors, True Master Jin Ling scattered his feathers, a myriad of golden light blinding to behold.

But the two Great Demon Emperors were fighting recklessly, forcing Jin Ling into a defensive stance, even denting his protective metal attribute shield.

"Judging by the situation, I should help him."

"But..."

Luo Chen's gaze swept over the other two battlefields.

Master Li was, single-handedly and with one sword, pursuing an early Fourth Order Demon Emperor.

Elder Fu sat cross-legged in mid-air, casting talisman papers, but pain was etched upon his visage.

Faintly, the chirp of cicadas filled the air, annoying to the heart.

"Compared to Jin Ling, aiding Elder Fu seems better!"

As Luo Chen contemplated and was about to act, he suddenly looked down.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The once-solid rock began to melt bizarrely.

A stench assaulted his senses.

"Poison!"

Suddenly, the sky darkened as night fell.

Luo Chen lost his footing and fell into the canyon below.

This scene eerily resembled that of a rumored demon beast's technique.

The Lightless Beast, perhaps?

Luo Chen smiled slightly, his right hand trembling as the blood sword landed in his grasp.

"I hear you took a hit from Lingtian City Lord's Four Directions Xuan Sword and survived; your strength must be formidable. To face me now, I see you are quite confident!"

As he spoke, he opened a mana shield.

The Xuan Chen Armor moved seamlessly with him, covering his body except for his spirit light-filled eyes.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

In the darkness, a subtle sound resounded.

Followed by a whooshing noise.

Luo Chen's mana shield seemed to be attacked by something, immediately riddled with holes.

Peering intently, Luo Chen saw weapons akin to flying needles.

Each had a strange dark blue hue, evidently coated with some potent toxin.

Without thinking, he had already placed a Purple Qi Imperial Poison Pill in his mouth as precaution.

The flying needles pierced through the mana shield, striking Luo Chen's body.

Then came the clinking of metal.

A true instrument-level protective treasure armor was not so easily breached!

A light exclaimed sound came from the darkness.

Then, a gentle female voice spoke.

"I've heard of the Alchemy Sect's name. Before, seeing the power of that palm, Wu Guang felt panic. With my capability, not to mention killing you, even facing you directly, I'm afraid I wouldn't last more than thirty to fifty rounds."

Luo Chen chuckled heartily, "If that's the case, why expend all your qi power to trap me here?"

Wu Guang sighed softly, "Doing my best. In today's battle, it's clear you've come prepared. We are like fish in a barrel. From your realms, each of you surpasses us, clearly intending to kill. Wu Guang is but struggling in vain!"

Holding the blood sword, Luo Chen sped through the constant rain of needles in the dark.

But no matter how he flew, the darkness enveloped him.

This phenomenon was too bizarre.

How and when the opponent set this up, Luo Chen had unknowingly fallen into the trap.

Yet outwardly, Luo Chen showed no panic, continuing to converse with his opponent.

"Daoist Wu Guang, with your death approaching, why not surrender? Our sect is benevolent. If you yield, I can consider you as my steed. When I undergo Divine Transformation and Ascension, you'll undoubtedly share in the glory."

"This..."

In the darkness, Wu Guang hesitated and pondered.

Even the needle attacks noticeably slowed.

"No!" Luo Chen shook his head, slightly raising the blood sword, "You're stalling for time!"

"Ha, the Alchemy Sect proves extraordinary, seeing through Wu Guang's little ruse in an instant."

Wu Guang's soft laughter resonated, though faint, it caused the Black Curtain to tremble.

"Today's peril, too, is not unbreakable!"

"How to break it?"

"The Seven Rhinoceros Commander can kill Lingtian City Lord to break it. The formation sealing the Ba Dao Domain cannot last long. Once it fails, we can escape far and wide, which can break this." Finally, will the Huang Man tribe sit idly by as we're annihilated?"

"So, your life ultimately relies on others?"

"Hmm? Do you think this emperor fears you?"

The Black Curtain abruptly ceased vibrating, a sharp, rapid sound arose.

A sense of danger welled up in Luo Chen's heart.

Without thinking, he thrust his palm.

It was the Qingyang's Great Handprint once more!

In the darkness, seeing the handprint, Wu Guang's pupils contracted, but under her attack, the imprint shattered instantly.

Was it merely a facade?

So, how shall the renowned Alchemy Sect resist her full-force attack secretly prepared beforehand?

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