Chapter 1930: Chapter 712: Nascent Soul Formation
In a vague moment, Luo Chen seemed to be catching onto something profoundly mysterious.
But in an instant, that feeling quietly slipped away.
He opened his eyes, feeling a sense of loss, lamenting that he had not grasped the chance to merge into the world and perceive the laws of the Great Dao, yet he was satisfied with having passed through the Thunder Tribulation, achieving the Dao Fruit of Golden Core Transformation to Nascent.
It was just:
Nurture the Spirit Root, cultivate the spirit, let the Nascent form resemble my shape
Earth-sprung Golden Lotus on the sea and mountains, Heavenly Dipper gathers dew and the Nascent Soul is secure
I forget myself and my heart is pleased...
Luo Chen’s eyes paused, gazing blankly at the green-robed Daoist with hands joined below the mountaintop.
Under the bright blue sky, a chill enveloped his whole body!
"Friend, your malice is too glaring!"
Han Zhan slightly smiled, bringing his hands together and forming a seal.
"Friend, sorry about this!"
Before the words fell, a green light darted from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, rushing straight towards Luo Chen’s physical body standing silently in the air.
Luo Chen’s Nascent Soul flashed with fierceness, instinctively using the Nascent Soul Instantaneous Movement Technique.
But at that moment, an infinite suction surged from the sea.
Luo Chen turned abruptly, shouting fiercely.
"Evil beast, awaken now!"
The Black King, with a gaping mouth and bewildered expression, suddenly awoke.
At the center of his brows, a Nine-Star Magic Formation appeared and disappeared.
And on his body, a blood-colored prohibition emerged instantly.
Due to the Black King’s use of Innate Demon Technique, there was a moment’s delay, and Luo Chen was one step too late entering the physical body, forced to watch Han Zhan rush inside.
But he was not slow, charging into the massive physical body right behind.
Over the sea, the Black King roared in anger, racing towards Longyuan Island.
"Old scoundrel!"
The response was the terrifying sound of mountains exploding.
Rosy Clouds Mountain, crumbling apart.
A terrifying White Tiger, hundreds of feet tall, charged at the Black King with weighty strides.
Tian Xuan watched the scene in astonishment.
Events unfolded rashly, everything flipped upside down in a flash.
She didn’t know what really was happening.
...
Within the spacious Purple Mansion.
Two three-inch figures stood facing each other.
Han Zhan gazed in amazement, such a majestic Purple Mansion he had only seen in ancient texts.
Even the Purple Mansion he consolidated for a hundred years in his original physical body did not compare to half its grandeur.
Luo Chen’s foundation, even though he repeatedly underestimated it, he did not expect it to reach such a level.
This is even better!
Since there’s another to wear the bridal clothes, why waste the effort weaving and stitching yourself?
He turned to look at Luo Chen’s newly condensed Nascent Soul, laughing: "It seems, you have prepared somewhat. The Source Blood Restriction on the Black King precisely counters the hastily left Soul Dao Slave Seal. This casual move surprisingly didn’t give old me a bit of time."
"Sure enough, your true target for Soul Snatch is me!"
Luo Chen met his gaze coldly, words as solid as gold and iron.
Han Zhan chuckled lightly, "When did you find out?"
Luo Chen answered coldly, "Since you hadn’t refined Feiyun Zi’s physical body in twenty years, only controlled it with Puppet Technique, continuously layering vitality and death, I discovered."
Han Zhan acknowledged, "Indeed, previously I thought your eyes were quite extraordinary. I never imagined you would see through even the well-concealed death energy of my physical body."
Luo Chen jeered, "No, that was merely confirmation. From the beginning, I suspected you. When you repeatedly risked losses to aid me, that suspicion continued to grow."
"Then why didn’t you shake me off? Given your previous capabilities, plus many opportunities..." Han Zhan questioned in doubt but quickly understood, "Turns out you were coveting my knowledge and experience. This truly is accompanying a tiger, quite the guts."
Luo Chen pursed his lips, a hint of regret on the tender little face of his Nascent Soul.
"Those were mere suspicions, before you really did me harm, how could I be ungrateful? Especially, you had once sworn the Oath of Dao to sincerely cooperate and not betray before my Nascent Soul Formation."
Han Zhan spread his hands, "Now, haven’t you formed your Nascent Soul!"
"So you can’t wait?"
"Yes, this is the best chance! Your Nascent Soul is newly condensed, divine fusion with the world, currently unable to return. The Purple Mansion is newly formed, not yet stained with Nascent Soul’s breath, becoming the most suitable physical body for Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator to perform Soul Snatch. Once this point passes, all previous efforts will be wasted."
Luo Chen’s expression grew solemn, "Truly think it’s so easy to Soul Snatch me? This is my body, belongs to my domain!"
Han Zhan continued to smile, "No, this body, also contains some of my contribution, can’t fully be your domain."
The dialogue ceased abruptly.
Han Zhan pointed like a sword, stabbing at Luo Chen.
Luo Chen pressed hand seals, launching a hand imprint.
Sword Qi hand imprint, collided instantaneously.
Boom!
The Purple Mansion surged, unrefined Spirit Qi rampaging.
Han Zhan stopped.
"I can’t bear to destroy this hard-earned new Purple Mansion!"
Before the words dropped.
Han Zhan’s Nascent Soul performed a Dao Seal Technique, causing various changes in Luo Chen’s physical body instantaneously.
Meridians locked, acupoints closed.
Between the Purple Mansion, chains appeared in the air, aiming to seize Luo Chen’s Nascent Soul.
"Once I seize your Nascent Soul, and refine you alive, not only will I perform Soul Snatch but also improve my Qi Power tremendously, making my dao cultivation exceed before!"
Perceiving the changes in his body instantly, Luo Chen’s face altered slightly, retreating crazily, evading those chains.
Han Zhan kept sealing gestures, laughter becoming cold and sinister.
"No more hiding, when you formed the core, using my Luo Yun Sect Secret Technique, you can never escape me in this lifetime."
Luo Chen sank inside.
"Bead Curtain Lock?"
"You’re indeed clever! That kind of Secret Technique couldn’t possibly be spread outside. Back then, using the internal strife of Yu Ding, I deliberately put out a defective version, not to gain some more Golden Core Period followers."