Luo Chen's face flashed with a ruthless expression, biting his tongue tip.

Splash!

A mouthful of Blood Essence was spilled onto the Yuan Tu Sword.

If you like my blood, then drink to your fill!

At this moment, Luo Chen cared not for the preciousness of Blood Essence, hoping to awaken the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit.

With the replenishment of Blood Essence, the Yuan Tu Sword rang with clarity.

A smear of red light suddenly emerged, and an unparalleled aura of blood instantly spread in all directions.

Hazy wails of Divine Transformation Great Power's tragic death seemed to reverberate within.

During a fierce battle, do such self-damaging acts?

Huang Man and Bi Zheng exchanged a glance, realizing that the opponent was making a desperate fight.

"Act together!"

"Do not give him any breathing space!"

Two figures suddenly blasted forward.

A black curved sword and a coarse stone stick simultaneously attacked.

While frantically retreating, Luo Chen felt the bloodthirsty aura coming from the sword in his hand.

The third seal had been temporarily broken by his Blood Essence.

The Yuan Tu Sword Spirit was awakening!

Facing the successive attacks, Luo Chen formed a seal with one hand, channeling Qi Power.

Fire Phoenix shrieked, whirling out.

Flame Dragon Birth roared to annihilate.

But these were merely mortal moves, not enough to withstand a strike from a Great Cultivator even at their peak.

Moreover, they were hastily performed?

Only slightly delaying for a moment, the Fire Phoenix wailed and dissipated, the Flame Dragon utterly smashed by the coarse stone stick.

Right when the curved sword transformed again and the coarse stone stick was about to strike.

Luo Chen gripped the large sword hilt with both hands, slicing across the air.

Boom!

Terrifying Mana Fluctuation twisted the void, splitting the earth terrifyingly.

The unsealed Yuan Tu Sword had such power?

The pupils of the two Great Demon Emperors contracted, realizing something dreadful had been released.

Luo Chen fluttered back like a kite with a broken string.

The Meridians within him dried for a moment.

He hadn't expected the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit to absorb Qi Power so fearfully after awakening.

The Nascent Soul tried to output Qi Power again, but it was somewhat too late.

Luo Chen took out a wine jar, smashed it, and opened his mouth to swallow.

Vast amounts of Golden Wind Jade Dew flowed into his body through the open mouth.

With Spirit Qi replenishment, the void feeling within Luo Chen vanished instantly.

Seeing the two closing in relentlessly, Luo Chen knew that continuing this way, even with Yuan Tu's advantage, would wear him down.

The opponents wanted a quick victory, as did he?

With a thought, Luo Chen stepped Moon Step, maneuvering in the void, then exploded towards Bi Zheng.

He needed to find a breakthrough!

Facing Luo Chen's charge, Bi Zheng smiled instead of getting angry.

"Courting death!"

Thousands of blade lights fused suddenly.

With a black curved sword in hand, a crescent moon emerged behind him.

The crescent moon merged into the sword, slicing out!

Luo Chen similarly swung his sword.

Blade and sword clashed again.

Clang!

To Bi Zheng's astonishment, his natal Magic Item, painstakingly refined for hundreds of years, had a breach.

Magic Item backlash caused him to pause for a moment.

At this moment, Luo Chen patted his abdomen.

The previously withdrawn Primordial Chaos Tripod reappeared, fluttering above.

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge stone stick smashed down.

Clearly, Huang Man wouldn't give Luo Chen the chance to solely break through Bi Zheng, the attack never ceased.

Moreover, this time was different from before.

Black King roared again to intercept the stone stick, but a sturdy yellow light heavy imbued in the stick impacted him greatly.

"Master, be careful..."

Before Black King finished his sentence, terrifying power transmitted to Luo Chen.

Knocking him to the ground once more.

This time, Luo Chen fell into a raging Great River, blood gushed, washed by water, appearing extremely battered.

However, he didn't stop at all, pointing towards the Primordial Chaos Tripod in the sky.

Crack!

An arc of electricity flickered swiftly.

Just as Huang Man and Bi Zheng were about to strike again, they paused.

Looking up, more black arcs began spreading from the Small Tripod.

Dark clouds frantically gathered, the world became incredibly gloomy.

Strands of electric light crisscrossed, sketching continuously.

Vaguely, as if a creature was about to emerge from the dark clouds.

And this familiar scene was unmistakable to any Cultivator advancing to the Nascent Soul Level.

Two voices simultaneously exclaimed.

"Heavenly Tribulation!"

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