Just lowered his head, looking at Yuan Xiaoyue's physical body, feeling a bit sad again.

"Xiao Yue ultimately could not be saved."

Luo Chen silently looked at this corpse.

Suddenly, he took out a piece of profound ice!

This profound ice was originally intended for Cang Long, but now it had another use.

Sword Qi burst from his fingertips, and ice chips fell away from the profound ice.

In an instant, an ice coffin took shape.

Luo Chen bent down, picked up Yuan Xiaoyue's body, and placed it inside.

"Everyone must die eventually, to leave the whole body to rest where one belongs, can be considered fulfillment."

Putting the ice coffin into the storage ring, Luo Chen waved to Bai Meiling.

"Let's go, we can't stay here anymore."

Bai Meiling was a bit dazed watching that scene; she found that Luo Chen had become much calmer about the death of friends.

As if he was already accustomed to it?

"Hmm?" Luo Chen glanced back at her.

Bai Meiling quickly caught up with him.

Leaning on Luo Chen's shoulder, Bai Meiling, to dispel that trace of confusion in her heart, talked as lively as she used to, chattering away.

"Master, the Soul Nurturing Banner you gave me is no longer useful."

"I know, that Soul Nurturing Banner is just at the Magic Treasure Tier, and it's incomplete, how could it possibly hold you, a Fourth-Order Ghost Emperor. Don't worry, Master has something better, a Soul Nurturing Banner from the North Sea Primordial Demon Sect, at the True Device Level!"

"Really?"

"Do you think I would deceive you?"

Perhaps because he had slain a Great Demon Emperor, or maybe he was influenced by his lively old friend's nature, Luo Chen was in a very good mood, rare enough to banter with Bai Meiling.

However, when he leaped out of the lake, that good mood disappeared completely.

The great battle had paused for a long time.

Yet Taihu, was still raging, with angry waves rolling fiercely.

The moonlight reflected on the rippling lake surface, unable to form a solid shape.

At times it shattered, at times it folded.

Luo Chen glanced back in the direction of Bikong Domain, separated by thousands of miles, seeming to still see the Netherworld Huangquan Map that covered the sky.

It had been two whole days!

Is the Divine Transformation battle still ongoing?

It's already starting to affect the Taihu Domain.

He didn't dare to linger, soaring to a farther place.

...

A high cliff stood, suspended in the clouds, as if leveling the sky.

A man in a white robe sat cross-legged upon it, watching the clouds roll and unroll beyond the sky, his mind at peace.

Beneath him was Mount Sky Cliff!

Once the sacred ground of the Nascent Soul Ascendant Sect, where miscellaneous people dared not climb.

This sect was quite interesting, named Mount Sky Cliff, the True Device it inherited was also called Mount Sky Cliff, and even the sacred ground was bearing this name.

But when Luo Chen arrived here, he understood why they held such an obsession.

The abundance of Spirit Qi surpassed that of an ordinary Fourth Order Spirit Vein.

Not only that, the Spirit Qi above Mount Sky Cliff was exceptionally clear and pure, very suitable for cultivators to absorb and refine, without much effort.

The only pity was, such a pure land was just a small piece, discovered by luck with Luo Chen's Eye of Illusion Breaking.

The rest of the place was ordinary Fourth Order Spirit Vein.

"Old Ghost Mo Tian has occupied this place for years, yet his realm remains stuck at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, how truly worthless!"

Luo Chen sighed, then closed his eyes, continuing to concentrate on sensing the flow of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

This was his only method to judge when the Divine Transformation battle would end.

It had been three days since the Bikong Summit negotiations, the Divine Transformation battle had lasted three full days as well.

Was that Ancient Demon Emperor Di Tian really so hard to deal with?

Even the three Great Ancestors of Dark Abyss Sect battled for three days without prevailing?

Luo Chen couldn't help but doubt whether the Dark Abyss Sect he intended to join was really capable.

As he entertained this thought, the sea of clouds beneath him suddenly rippled.

Luo Chen was startled, "Again?"

However, in the next moment, that ripple disappeared.

Luo Chen stood up abruptly, his eyes blossoming with spiritual light, gazing thousands upon thousands of miles away through the thick primordial layer.

"Has it all come to an end?"

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