445: Capture the leader of Dikun Sect

In the world of white mist, the mist surged like an angry tide, and Xiao Zhuo's harvest of Attribute Points in this wave was close to two hundred.

He did not hesitate, pouring all of them into the Free and Natural Heavenly Art.

The progress of the first stage of the Cultivation Technique suddenly jumped to seventy percent, and his aura surged, his magical power rushing like a river bursting its banks.

The Body Integration realm, re-descended upon him.

Such a speed of advancement, compared to when he was in the Blood Demon Realm, was incomparably faster.

The miraculous effect of the Great Thousand Attribute Points was fully revealed in cultivation below the Immortal realm, truly Heaven-Defying.

Xiao Zhuo no longer stayed, his figure moved, passing through like a phantom, and in an instant, he escaped the underground river, broke through the earth, and swept directly towards the Di Kun Sect's direction.

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Below the wasteland, deep within the Di Kun Sect's mountain gate.

Di Kun Sect Leader Su Chen's heart suddenly skipped a beat, a strong sense of unease surged without warning, like a dark cloud covering him, impossible to shake off.

"Has the Vice Sect Leader not returned yet?" His voice was low, revealing a trace of imperceptible anxiety.

The Disciple guarding outside the hall hurriedly entered, bowed, and reported, "Sect Leader, the Vice Sect Leader has not yet returned."

"It's just dealing with a Soul Transformation, why does it take so long?" Su Chen frowned, waved his hand to dismiss the Disciple, and rose, about to go out to investigate personally.

He had absolute faith in his premonitions.

It was precisely these subtle warnings that had repeatedly helped him escape death.

A yellow earth-colored Escape Light swept out of the mountain gate, and Su Chen transformed into a streaking shadow, flying rapidly towards Nanfeng City.

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Within the clouds, Xiao Zhuo continued to flee, his Divine Sense like a net, scanning all directions, when he suddenly noticed a streaking light in the distance heading towards him, which was a Late Stage Integration Stage Cultivator.

His gaze narrowed slightly, and with just a thought, he pointed into the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two rings of light fiercely cut down from between the clouds, their sharp edges tearing through the atmosphere, emitting a piercing shriek, heading straight for the streaking light's head!

Su Chen's heart suddenly palpitated during his flight, and he looked up to see two brilliant rings of light breaking through the clouds, their killing intent chilling and their pressure astonishing.

"Enemy attack!"

Although he was startled, he was not flustered. His figure twisted like smoke, and in the nick of time, he conjured several illusions, narrowly avoiding the rings of light.

At the same time, an ancient, unadorned inkstone flew out from his sleeve, growing with the wind, transforming into a giant rock-like barrier to protect his body.

The rings of light turned back and fiercely slammed into the inkstone!

Boom—

A deafening roar came, the inkstone vibrated violently, and spiritual light splattered everywhere.

Su Chen's face darkened; with just one strike, his Lifebound Treasure, the "tian shi yan (heavenly stone inkstone)," was actually damaged!

He forcefully poured his magical power into the inkstone, and the tian shi yan (heavenly stone inkstone) trembled violently, a vast earth-elemental force erupting, temporarily pushing away the rings of light.

"Which Fellow Daoist are you? Why do you attack me without cause!?" Su Chen shouted loudly, his Divine Sense scanning all directions with full force.

Within the clouds, only a phantom figure was faintly discernible, difficult for Divine Sense to pinpoint, and the naked eye could only capture a translucent grey trace, like a ghost or a specter.

"A coward who hides his head and tail! Then don't blame me for being merciless!"

Su Chen's gaze completely turned cold, his hands forming seals like flying, afterimages lingering, and in an instant, dozens of seals were formed.

Buzz—

A thousand-zhang golden giant materialized out of thin air, its magical might vast and sweeping in all directions!

The giant roared up to the sky, and the sound waves solidified into ripples that spread wildly, causing the rock layers of the wasteland below to crack in response, and dust rose into the sky.

However, the two rings of light were completely unaffected by the sound waves, returning again, completely ignoring the hundred-zhang magical blade the giant swung down, their trajectory changing cunningly, once again twisting towards Su Chen on the giant's shoulder!

"Damn it! What kind of Magic Treasure is this?! Such a bizarre speed?" Cold sweat beaded on Su Chen's forehead, and he quickly controlled the giant's huge palm to protect himself.

The tian shi yan (heavenly stone inkstone) also shot up into the sky, transforming into a thousand-zhang size, sweeping away layers of clouds as it spun and cut, trying to find the hidden enemy.

Clang, clang, clang—

The rings of light frantically collided with the giant's palm, sparks flying, and each collision caused the golden giant's body to crack a bit more.

In just a moment, the giant's body was covered in cracks!

Su Chen's face was ashen, his Domain power about to unfold—

It was at this very instant!

The speed of the two rings of light suddenly soared, piercing through the giant's palm like a teleportation, and a cold gleam flashed!

Su Chen's Physical Body, protected within it, was instantly cut into three pieces!

Blood splattered.

A Nascent Soul fled in panic, but was stopped in mid-air by the prepared rings of light, one on the left and one on the right, unable to advance an inch.

"... Fellow Daoist, what a skillful method." Su Chen's Nascent Soul's small face was gloomy, but he quickly calmed down, "You've been holding back all this time, waiting for this moment when I expanded my Domain and my mind was distracted, to deliver a killing blow."

Seeing that the other party did not immediately destroy his Nascent Soul, his thoughts raced, and he spoke again, "Since Fellow Daoist spared my life, you must have something to say. I, Su, am willing to listen!"

A figure in black tight-fitting attire silently appeared before him.

Su Chen's Nascent Soul's pupils suddenly contracted—this person had been so close to him all along, and he hadn't noticed at all!

"Fellow Daoist's stealth Divine Ability is truly astonishing." He praised hoarsely, his tone seeming genuinely sincere, completely unlike someone in a desperate situation.

Xiao Zhuo's eyebrow twitched slightly, his Divine Sense carefully sweeping over Su Chen's Nascent Soul, then he understood.

"So it's just a Clone." His tone was flat, "Your Excellency is quite cautious."

Su Chen's expression changed slightly, then he forced a smile, "Is Fellow Daoist the one who killed Tai Zhao?"

"Why ask the obvious." Xiao Zhuo smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, he retracted the moon wheels, simultaneously extracting the Spiritual Root and storage ring from Su Chen's Clone's remains and putting them into his ring.

He picked up Su Chen's Nascent Soul again, his figure not stopping, and continued to rush towards the Di Kun Sect's direction.

The Nascent Soul in his palm finally changed color, "Fellow Daoist, what do you intend to do!?"

Xiao Zhuo's lips curved into a cold arc, "Naturally, to cut the grass by the roots, and wipe out your entire Di Kun Sect."

"You!" Su Chen's eyes surged with anger, but he forcefully suppressed it, his voice becoming even deeper, "Fellow Daoist, we originally had no mortal enmity. This time, my Di Kun Sect has fallen, Tan Hansha and the others... must have died by your hand, right?"

Xiao Zhuo said nothing.

Su Chen already knew the answer and said urgently, "I am willing to offer a hundred immortal crystals, only to get that item back! And I swear never to pursue today's matter!"

He stared intently at Xiao Zhuo, his tone carrying a hint of threat, "Behind me is a powerful figure from Wind Capital, and there are quite a few Quasi-Immortals under his command. Fellow Daoist is not a person of the Imperial Dynasty, why bother getting involved in this whirlpool?"

"Immortal crystals?" Xiao Zhuo's tone seemed to fluctuate slightly.

Although the Changfeng Imperial Dynasty was powerful, it was still a mortal kingdom; how could they control immortal crystal veins?

"Fellow Daoist should know that we Integration Stage Cultivators can already refine immortal crystals for cultivation." Su Chen saw a turn for the better and quickly said, "The power of immortal crystals is far beyond that of Spirit Stones; not only do they aid cultivation, but they can also temper the immortal foundation, and when ascending to immortality in the future, the chances are far greater than ordinary Quasi-Immortals!"

"A hundred immortal crystals are just a drop in the bucket, what good are they for the great Dao of immortality?" Xiao Zhuo's tone remained indifferent, as if testing him.

A glint flashed in the Nascent Soul's small eyes, and he smiled, "If Fellow Daoist is willing to help the great figure behind me, why worry about a lack of immortal crystals? At that time, let alone a hundred, even cultivating daily with immortal crystals will not be difficult."

"Oh? The person behind you... the Changfeng Imperial Dynasty's Ninth Prince?" Xiao Zhuo smiled faintly.

Su Chen was suddenly speechless, his face first astonished then solemn, "...Fellow Daoist actually knows? Could it be that you are under the Sixth Prince?"

"Since you know that everyone in Nanfeng City perished, did it never occur to you that your arrangements in Nanfeng City have also been uprooted by me?" Xiao Zhuo suppressed his streaking light and landed in a deep rift valley below.

Su Chen's Nascent Soul trembled violently, his face extremely ugly, unsure whether it was because he recognized this place as the mountain gate entrance, or because he was horrified by the meaning of Xiao Zhuo's words.

Xiao Zhuo had no obstacles, and in an instant, he found the location of the Di Kun Sect's mountain gate.

His Divine Sense spread out like a tide, and the auras of countless Cultivators within the gate were all reflected in his perception.