CHAPTER 1817: CHAPTER 672: FOUR GREAT FIRE SPIRITS, DESOLATE BEAST BODY_3

Luo Chen nodded, "For him, this could be considered a form of release."

Being enslaved, having no control over his own body, and even having to draw a blade against former friends, this is something any cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years would find unacceptable.

The death of Dao Lan likely had thoughts of self-liberation in it.

Tai Sui hummed softly, his gaze suddenly fell on Luo Chen’s left arm.

"Your hand?"

"To repel a generation of Demon Emperors, how could I not pay a certain price?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, then made a gesture towards a certain direction.

A streak of shimmering light pierced through the sky.

It was his severed left hand, with cyan and blue flames still contending, yet the flesh on the left hand had completely vanished, leaving only the ghastly white bones.

Tai Sui’s eyes carried a few amounts of seriousness.

Not because of those cyan and blue flames.

But due to the powerful combat strength that Luo Chen erupted in a short time!

Capable of contending with the Nascent Soul!

"Indeed, the strong breath that Ding Yi felt at the bank of Penghu was certainly not accidental, nor caused by the Penghu Grand Array."

Thinking thus in his heart, Tai Sui verbally comforted:

"That severed hand is wasted now, but among our kind there are numerous methods to regain limbs, after we return I can..."

His words abruptly ceased.

Within the field of vision.

Luo Chen’s right hand continuously gestured in action.

The Slaying Dragon Technique was applied again and again.

The blue light gradually weakened, later, with just a sweep, it completely disappeared.

Then, the man put the only remaining bony white left hand onto the severed wrist.

Blood surged around his body, a layer of scarlet radiance covered the ghastly white bone, gradually permeating into it.

A red membrane emerged, connecting the palm and the arm.

The sound of rustling whispered.

Blood and flesh spread over the white bones, with tendons and blood vessels faintly visible, and within a blink of an eye, Luo Chen’s left hand was restored as good as new.

Seeing this, Tai Sui involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

His gaze slowly lifted, falling upon the man’s handsome face, seemingly in disbelief.

"You..."

Luo Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I have something to attend to, Friend Tai Sui, please look after the Cave Lord here, I shall return soon."

Then, he leapt and once again stepped foot onto Vermilion Bird Mountain.

In a fleeting moment, his silhouette disappeared.

After he left, Tai Sui stood silently in place.

Suddenly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"That is, Source Blood!"

"Desolate Beast Body, he actually forged the Desolate Beast Body with a human form!"

"Such a physique, if I could seize it for my true form, I could surely break the True Monarch’s prohibition, helping me breach into the Heritage Land!"

...

Vermilion Bird Mountain.

Above the Magma Lake.

The familiar figure reappeared.

Feeling the peculiar tingling sensation of the regenerated left hand, Luo Chen twisted his wrist incessantly.

"Specifically targeted at strong Savage Beasts, it’s said that during Ancient Times, the Jiao Tribe was weak and once enslaved by Kun, the Desolate Beast. Later when the Human and Demon War broke out, Kun vanished, and the Jiao Tribe became independent, achieving the Great Demon Clan of North Sea."

"Unexpected though, they still developed an effective method using their own blood oil to cope with Savage Beasts."

"If it weren’t for the improved Prosperity and Decline True Fire to assist me at that time, and unless I severed my own hand, I might have truly let the opponent succeed."

Recalling the moment, that blue flame wasn’t consuming his life force.

But burning the residual Origin Force on the arm, thus overpowering the Prosperity and Decline True Fire.

In regard to this, Luo Chen could only lament about the vastness of the world, where no one, no race should be underestimated.

Especially Jiao Emperor Liu Jun, who survived the Human-Demon War!

Shaking his head, Luo Chen dismissed these thoughts, his gaze fell upon the bubbling Magma Lake below.

"Is the Five Elements Lotus Stand still inside?"

"It is, my avatar has been trailing it from a distance."

"That’s excellent!"

Luo Chen’s suspended heart finally settled down.

During the previous battle at Vermilion Bird Mountain, Han Zhan seemed unconspicuous, yet contributed a great deal.

First borrowing the Jiao Emperor’s Enthralling Voice for Luo Chen, then using the Qi Sha Sword Formation to break open an unknown Orb Magic Item taken out by the opponent, and lastly when Luo Chen left, releasing a Refined Corpse Avatar to track the Five Elements Lotus Stand.

All of these, though seemingly complex, were in fact naturally flowing events.

The cooperation between the two, through years of interaction, has become increasingly tacit.

Many times, they don’t need to speak to understand each other’s thoughts.

Suddenly.

Han Zhan spoke gravely: "That Five Elements Lotus Stand, previously captured by Jiao Emperor Liu Jun, is now frightened like a bird, where it’s hiding is extremely dangerous, you must be careful!"

"Hmm?"

"If careless, both of us might perish here! For indeed, it is located perilously close to the rumored Vermilion Bird Spirit!"

Luo Chen tensed his body, his heart once again reached to his throat.