Chapter 1943: Chapter 716: Relics of the Two True Ones, The Sword Array Returns
At that moment, he seemed to vaguely capture something, but missed it.
Now he understood what exactly he missed.
It was an opportunity to comprehend the laws!
Nascent Soul Stage cultivators have too weak a divine soul and cannot long integrate with the heavens and earth, so even if such opportunities exist, they seldom sustain long enough for one to fully comprehend a law suitable to themselves.
He didn’t regret it, after all, throughout history, those who could comprehend a law in the early Nascent Soul Stage are almost non-existent; having such an opportunity signifies talent.
He was rather pleased.
Because at that instant, he had an initial understanding of the heavens and earth.
"If I erase the main effect of Senluo Fire Prison that restricts the enemy, and primarily extract the second form to enhance myself, and then integrate it with the Nascent Soul Domain, will it change my strength?"
The main effect of Senluo Fire Prison is to agitate the Mana of Golden Core Stage cultivators, preventing them from fighting as they wish.
This effect is utterly insignificant before Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
And the second form is the True Fire Form!
Luo Chen initially comprehended it from battle, relying on the Prosperity and Decline True Fire to empower his physical body, moving with true flames accompanying every action.
What Luo Chen is thinking now is to integrate the Nascent Soul Domain into the foundation of True Fire Form.
"There is still some time before Longyuan Island meets its doom, try to devise this technique before leaving."
Luo Chen set this plan.
Then he reviewed his other means.
The Prosperity and Decline True Fire absolutely should not be ignored.
A significant portion of his high expectations for the new technique attributes to the Prosperity and Decline True Fire.
This fire has already achieved Spirit Communication, even unleashing it alone counts as a major attack.
If incorporated into himself, it will undoubtedly be stronger with every gesture!
Finally, there’s the Natal Magic Item Primordial Chaos Tripod.
After ten years, the Primordial Chaos Tripod once again became silent, seemingly having completely digested the Tribulation Thunder Force.
But Luo Chen can still use it, even actively triggering that Tribulation Thunder Force.
This definitely counts as a major attack!
If release the Tribulation Thunder Force recklessly, perhaps recreate the Heavenly Retribution Thunder Tribulation, how could Nascent Soul Stage cultivators withstand?
After all considerations, Luo Chen’s confidence surged.
Though having no mentorship, yet having just achieved Nascent Soul, he’s not that weak and has some techniques at hand.
Moreover, he has other ways to supplement techniques.
Turning off the Attribute Panel, Luo Chen waved his hand, several rays of light fell before him.
Storage Bag, White Jade Cloud-Patterned Belt, Penglai Octagon Pavilion, Soul Summoning Banner.
The first two, during the decade he spent consolidating his realm, he unlocked quite a few prohibitions one after another, not far from fully unlocking.
As relics of two True Masters, there might be something Luo Chen could use inside.
The latter two items, he couldn’t refine before, but now the Nascent Soul is stable, he can try to refine and master them.
"Take it slow!"
...
Time passed bit by bit.
Luo Chen’s actions also gradually speeded up.
The first completed technique is optimizing Qingyang’s Great Handprint!
As his most powerful technique during the Golden Core Period, it was originally optimized to the point where it couldn’t be strengthened more.
But now, standing at a commanding position with a Nascent Soul Stage realm and insight, he developed new ideas.
On this day.
Above the boundless ocean, Luo Chen floated in the void.
Suddenly.
His right hand, which was behind him, launched a palm.
The gigantic handprint fell upon the ocean, stirring up endless waves, leaving five deeply recessed finger marks on the sea surface.
The distant Black King watched this scene, unimpressed.
The power was somewhat stronger than at the Golden Core Realm, but it was just that, he thought he could withstand it bodily.
Luo Chen stood quietly in the void, his expression neither sad nor happy, yet he began to move his hands again.
This time, not the right hand alone, but both hands moved, ten fingers fluttering like butterflies, seal gestures changing like rain.
At first glance, Black King vaguely sensed this was two sets of Dao Law Methods.
One should be the original version of Qingyang’s Great Handprint, the Innate Qi Great Handprint’s Innate Seal.
The other, it made him extremely uncomfortable from body to soul, seemingly filled with servitude flavor.
"It’s the Slave Spirit Mark!"
Black King’s heart shook.
He absolutely did not see wrong, this is the Slave Spirit Mark specifically used by cultivators to enslave Spirit Beasts, continuously casting it will gradually enslave the soul of Demon Beasts.
Knowing that Lower Order Demon Beasts can’t hand over Soul Blood, if you want to enslave their soul, you can only rely on techniques and elixirs combined, gradually infecting over time.
And now the master’s left hand casting, is definitely that Slave Spirit Mark he deeply detests!
"With master casting double seals, what’s he planning to do?"
While Black King was in doubt, Luo Chen’s gathering also quickly concluded.
With hands clasped together, his right wrist rotated, he slowly pushed with his palm.
A palm-sized transparent handprint slowly flew out, its power not visible.
But after the transparent handprint flew out, its speed increased and its size enlarged.
The main cause for this enlargement was the endless free floating Spirit Qi between heaven and earth, which was converging towards that handprint.
Ten feet, a hundred feet, thousand feet, yet still not stopping!
Boom!
The gigantic handprint descended into the ocean, rolling forward, pushing horizontally for eight hundred miles unceasingly!
Endless seawater evaporated, a terrifying Heaven Connecting Avenue emerged from the boundless ocean. At the bottom of the passage, the seabed lay bare, with hills and valleys. On both sides of the passage, the seawater hung suspended to the sky, with waves rolling vigorously, yet unable to fall.
This scene was strikingly terrifying.
Black King swallowed hard, unable to imagine what it would be like if this technique were hit on himself, or struck on land.