Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood-Chapter 2068 - 1021: Silver-Masked Demonic Cultivator! Heavenly Dao Fragment? (2)

Chapter 2068: Chapter 1021: Silver-Masked Demonic Cultivator! Heavenly Dao Fragment? (2)

"The Pure Blood True Dragon’s offspring..."

"The Inheritor of the Star Mark..."

"And that legendary treasure..."

In his voice, there was an unmistakable greed and fervor.

"Truly... heaven has blessed me!"

"I never thought the items I’ve painstakingly sought for years would all be on you."

"Luo Qingchen, you truly are my lucky star!"

"Lucky star, your mother!"

Luo Qingchen cursed outright.

At this point, there was nothing left to say.

It’s either you die, or I perish!

He fiercely shielded Bai Ling’er and the Star Map bronze disk behind him, as the Chaotic Power within him began to circulate wildly.

Though he was currently injured and only possessing less than thirty percent of his peak strength.

Though he knew the disparity between his power and his opponent’s was as vast as heaven and earth.

Yet, he would never sit and await death!

"Oh? Still want to resist?"

The silver-masked Demonic Cultivator seemed amused.

"You’re quite a spirited little guy."

"I love crushing the bones of spirited people the most."

He slowly raised his right hand.

A Demonic Qi, several times more terrifying than before at Qingyun Sect, erupted from his body.

The starry light of the entire space dimmed considerably under the influence of this Demonic Qi.

Luo Qingchen’s expression turned extremely grave.

This guy’s strength... is stronger than the last time they met!

Last time, he was only half a step into Divinity Transformation.

Now, the feeling he gave Luo Qingchen was that of a true, bona fide Divinity Transformation powerhouse!

How could he possibly fight this?

They weren’t even on the same level!

"Right, before you die, I might as well kindly tell you something."

The silver-masked Demonic Cultivator seemed in no rush to act but spoke playfully, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Your little Sect, Qingyun Sect, isn’t doing so well these days."

Luo Qingchen’s heart sank suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?"

The silver-masked Demonic Cultivator laughed wickedly.

"Do you think I’d spare a Sect that nearly ruined our grand plan?"

"After you escaped, my Shadow army already surrounded the entire Qingyun Sect, leaving no gaps."

"That old guy, Master Xuan Yang, is quite tough, even willing to exhaust his origins just to defend the mountain gate."

"What a pity, a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating its abilities."

"Judging by the time, now, your Mountain Protection Array should soon be broken."

"When that happens, no chickens or dogs will be left alive in Qingyun Sect!"

"You!"

Luo Qingchen’s eyes turned red instantly.

An overwhelming rage and murderous intent shot up to his crown.

Qingyun Sect!

It was his true home in this lifetime!

There lay the Sect Leader who treated him like a son, Elder Qin who felt both like a mentor and a friend, along with countless familiar sect members!

He couldn’t imagine the scene of that immortal aura-filled place turning into a bloody purgatory.

"Bastard! I want to kill you!"

Luo Qingchen roared, his rationality completely swallowed by rage.

He proactively charged towards the silver-masked Demonic Cultivator.

"Good timing."

The corners of the silver-masked Demonic Cultivator’s mouth curved into a cruel smile.

This was the effect he wanted.

A frenzied foe was easier to deal with.

He didn’t even bother to move his hands, just willed it with his mind.

A giant hand formed purely of Demonic Qi appeared out of nowhere, slamming down viciously towards Luo Qingchen.

The hand bore magical patterns, exuding an aura capable of imprisoning space and annihilating everything.

Watching, Luo Qingchen was on the verge of being crushed into pulp by that hand.

"Brother Luo!"

"No!"

Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan let out desperate screams.

However, just at this moment.

A sudden change occurred.

The spatial vortex, originally about to form, unexpectedly shuddered upon sensing that pure Demonic Qi!

Subsequently, an ancient and vast repelling force exploded!

This force was not aimed at Luo Qingchen, but directly struck the arrogant silver-masked demonic cultivator!

"Hmm?"

For the first time, the silver-masked demonic cultivator’s expression changed.

He did not expect that this space composed of the "All Heaven Stars Formation" would actually attack actively.

In haste, he withdrew the demonic hand aimed at Luo Qingchen and turned to face the vast Star Force.

Boom!

A loud bang sounded.

The silhouette of the silver-masked demonic cultivator was actually shaken back half a step.

Although it was only half a step.

But it was enough to prove the power of this Star Force.

"Interesting."

The silver-masked demonic cultivator steadied himself, the gaze beneath his mask becoming somewhat grim.

"It seems that if I don’t deal with this troublesome formation, I won’t be able to handle you all at ease."

He no longer paid attention to Luo Qingchen.

Instead, he turned around, focusing all his attention on the space vortex that continuously emitted the repelling force.

With his hands, he began to form extremely complex and sinister seal techniques.

As he moved.

The surging Demonic Qi behind him began to rapidly condense and compress.

Ultimately transforming into a ferocious giant spear, over a hundred feet long, entirely black, and etched with blood-colored demonic runes!

The aura emanating from that spear made the entire space begin to tremble and wail intensely.

As if it would collapse at any moment.

"Break for me!"

The silver-masked demonic cultivator roared angrily.

The spear of world destruction, carrying an aura of tearing everything apart, stabbed fiercely at the core of the space vortex!

He intended to forcefully break this ancient divine array with sheer brute strength!

"No good!"

Luo Qingchen’s face instantly turned pale.

He knew once the balance of this space was broken.

All of them would be swept into the chaotic space currents, certain to die!

"What to do? What to do?"

Luo Qingchen’s mind raced wildly.

Fighting head-on means death.

Waiting passively also means death.

Once again, they were driven into a true life-and-death dead end!

"Wait..."

"Heavenly Dao fragment!"

In this moment of despair, an idea flashed like lightning through Luo Qingchen’s mind.

He remembered.

The Heavenly Dao fragment he obtained in that Ancient Ruins, known as "bait also a curse"!

After refining, that fragment had always remained dormant deep in his Dantian, without interference with the Chaotic Cyclone.

Luo Qingchen always felt this thing was too advanced, and with his current Cultivation, he couldn’t use it.

So gradually, he almost forgot about it.

But now, he had no other choice.

This was his last and only card!

"Damn it! This is a desperate gamble!"

A hint of resolute madness flashed in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.

"Today, let’s see just how powerful this so-called ’Heavenly Dao’ really is!"

He hesitated no longer.

His mind plunged into the Dantian.

Then, he mobilized all the Chaotic Power and Star Force within him.

Like a flood breaking its banks, he crushed it fiercely against that simple, unadorned stone shard, quietly suspended in the center of his Dantian!

Boom!

The moment Chaotic Power and Star Force touched the Heavenly Dao fragment.

Luo Qingchen felt like his head was hammered by ten thousand sledgehammers simultaneously.

His mind instantly went blank.

An indescribable torrent of information, originating from the world’s essence, surged violently into his Sea of Consciousness.

It was about space, time, the five elements, yin and yang, life, death...

It was about the most fundamental, primitive Laws of this world...

Each Law was like a ceaselessly flowing river.

And now, thousands of such rivers were pouring into his small "Sea of Consciousness."

The result was predictable.

Poof!

Before Luo Qingchen could even cry out in pain, a large mouthful of reverse blood spewed out abruptly.

Blood began oozing from his seven orifices.

Under this terrifying information onslaught, his Sea of Consciousness was on the verge of collapse almost instantly.