Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

The Great Feng Imperial Palace is located beneath a dragon vein!

As the scenery before him blurred, Luo Chen's figure appeared in a tranquil darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Qianrou and Yang Qianhuan appeared together in the dark cave.

"Luo Chen, are you alright?"

Nangong Qianrou breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Luo Chen was alright.

She rolled her beautiful eyes at Luo Chen and said irritably:

"Among us, your skill level is the lowest, yet you dare to be the first to come in!"

Luo Chen's expression was solemn. He didn't speak, but instead looked ahead.

The wreckage before me was emaciated, and its movements before death were extremely bizarre.

He looked up and screamed, clutching his face tightly with both hands, as if he had seen the greatest terror in the world.

Pain, despair, terror...

Luo Chen waved his hand, and the storage ring on his finger flashed, sending dozens of phosphorescent bullets flying out like cannonballs!

In an instant, a blinding light shone in the pitch-black cave, making the entire cave seem as if it were dawn.

Thousands upon thousands of corpses were exposed to the bright light!

"This is!"

Nangong Qianrou's beautiful eyes trembled slightly. She prided herself on having witnessed too many human tragedies while following her godfather.

But I have never seen such a large-scale massacre of civilians!

The rest of the people followed one after another!

Seeing the tragic scene before them, the men were not much better off than Nangong Qianrou.

Luo Chen took a deep breath and exhaled, "They are the tens of thousands of people who disappeared!"

Golden energy covered his palm, forming a protective layer.

He crouched down and examined the remains: "The hands are clutching the face; the soul has been forcibly extracted."

"The body's surface is dry and parched, like cast-on red wax, indicating that its vital energy and blood have not been completely extracted; the target primarily desires its soul!"

"The Soul Pill has only one function: to repair the soul, indicating that this person's soul was previously damaged!"

"Among the many systems, only the practices of the Witchcraft Cult and Taoism can lead to damage to the soul!"

Luo Chen already knew the answer in his heart, and he used a guiding approach to tell everyone the situation!

Yang Qianhuan also abandoned her usual carefree personality and took out sophisticated magical artifacts to analyze the time of these corpses.

"Junior brother is right, these people were forcibly refined into Blood Pills and Soul Pills by evil people!"

"Judging from the age of these remains, the most recent batch is from ten and a half years ago."

"Moreover, I saw traces of extreme evil and filth here!"

Yang Qianhuan's clear eyes brightened as she saw evil aura and filth everywhere she looked!

He was a fourth-rank sorcerer, and naturally he was proficient in geomancy and feng shui!

Yang Qianhuan quickly took out the array plate and planted it in the ground!

He suddenly asked, his tone slightly surprised, "This! This is a dragon vein?"

Immediately, he roared in fury, "Who dares to commit such evil deeds beneath the dragon veins of the Great Feng Dynasty?!"

"I am Yang Qianhuan, the Great Feng Formation King!"

Roar--

It seemed that the dragon vein was disturbed by the array plate, and a mournful dragon roar came from the core of the dragon vein, along the underground passage, and rushed towards everyone!

Luo Chen quickly grabbed the furious Yang Qianhuan and took ten steps back, shielding everyone in front of him!

Nangong Qianrou: "The dragon vein spirit is crying out so mournfully; something must be amiss! Yang Yan, you are responsible for taking this message back to Lord Wei!"

"I'll take the rest of the Golden Gong and go deeper in to gather information!"

buzzing-

A buzzing sound suddenly rang in Luo Chen's mind; this was a warning from his destiny!

His heart began to race, and his sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger!

Oh no! Joan of Arc didn't leave the underground dragon vein; she's still there!

He remained hidden in the shadows, observing and hesitating whether to make a move!

After all, twelve fourth-rank martial artists are incredibly resilient and have strong defenses; it's unlikely that they could all be killed in one go!

But Nangong Qianrou's words forced Joan of Arc to make a choice!

boom--

In Luo Chen's mind, it was no longer a simple warning of fortune, but a thunderous roar!

His heart was pounding at its highest point!

"Oh no! Everyone, evacuate immediately!"

"That sorcerer has been hiding in the shadows all along!"

Judging from their expressions, the crowd clearly didn't believe Luo Chen's words!

They stepped into the cave and used their mental power to survey the entire area!

Nangong Qianrou knew that Luo Chen's cultivation level was not high and was worried that going too deep would be dangerous, so she kindly said:

"This place is unfavorable for warlocks in combat!"

"I suggest that Yang Qianhuan and Luo Chen inform the old supervisor about this matter first!"

"good!"

In an effort to ease tensions with Luo Chen, Zhu Yang was the first to speak in agreement:

"Investigating matters is the duty of the night watchman."

"There's no need for warlocks to get involved."

Luo Chen didn't argue with them; whether they believed him or not was their business: "Then my senior brother and I will leave first!"

Yang Qian wanted to join in the fun, but Luo Chen pulled her away!

Nangong Qianrou led the Golden Gongs deeper into the area!

Suddenly, a tense howling sound came from the cave!

A strange and foul evil wind swept in from all directions through the dragon vein passages of the cave!

"Want to leave? Who gave you permission to leave?"

A cruel and evil voice, its tone filled with displeasure, said, "After refining you into Blood Pills and Soul Pills, I will advance further!"

The terrifying atmosphere made the surrounding air freeze.

Joan of Arc's spirit, wielding the power of heaven and earth, performed a dramatic earth-shaking feat!

"The Taoist sect is extraordinary?!"

"This place is about to collapse, everyone run!"

All of you Jinluo are worldly people; if this place collapses during a fight, you will surely die!

However, the sorcerers of the Taoist sect can use earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic or technique) to escape from this place!

At this moment, the benefits of Luo Chen taking Yang Qianhuan ten steps back suddenly became apparent!

In this situation, no one is willing to be in the front row to take damage; only the slowest person is in the front row!

Luo Chen decisively dropped several magic array discs, triggering delay, gravity, and suppression effects!

"Junior brother, running away like that isn't cool enough!"

With his hands behind his back, Yang Qianhuan remained calm and composed in the face of the approaching evil wind, and then gently stomped his right foot on the ground!

"You demonic cultivator! I am Yang Qianhuan, the Great Feng Array King!"

The three nested teleportation arrays lit up instantly, allowing everyone to escape!

Seeing this, Joan of Arc sneered coldly, "Battle King? This humble Taoist will make you perish in battle!"

suddenly!

Joan of Arc used the Earth Sect's Taoist magic, revealing her second-rank aura, which terrified the twelve Golden Gongs!

A surge of celestial power transformed into a giant hand, tightly gripping the pillar of light from the teleportation array!

In an instant, the three nested teleportation arrays began to fall apart!

Yang Qianhuan's chest was stained with red blood, and his face was stiff, but he wore a mask to hide his embarrassment!

He suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, spitting out a mouthful of tomato sauce: "Haven't you heard that there's always a way out?"

"As long as I want to walk, the road is right beneath my feet!"

The pillar of light, which was about to shatter, suddenly solidified, allowing everyone to escape successfully!

Before everyone's vision could clear, Yang Qianhuan, like a bird with broken wings, plummeted straight down.

Fortunately, everyone returned to the ground at that moment.

Luo Chen took out a bottle of healing pills, intending to remove Yang Qianhuan's mask and give her the pills!

Yang Qianhuan refused to take off his high-class mask, even under pressure, and weakly asked, "Junior brother, wasn't I handsome just now?"

Luo Chen: "That was awesome! Senior brother, close your eyes and get some rest."

Yang Qianhuan: "No! I don't trust my mask."

Luo Chen: "..."