Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Broken meteorites littered the void...

The battle between good and evil continues to ravage the battlefield.

It is said that the purpose of cultivating immortality is to achieve longevity, and thus one cannot avoid being drawn into this struggle.

In fact, neither righteous nor demonic cultivators are willing to fight to the death.

Which cultivator doesn't wish for immortality?

Once trapped, escape becomes nearly impossible.

"Master, someone has arrived at the demonic array."

"Who?"

"Lady Forgetful Love".

Su Chen put down the healing pill in his hand, got up and left the tent.

In front of the demonic camp, there was a remnant star the size of a mountain.

A woman stood on the remaining star, wearing a deep purple dress that was tightly cinched at the waist, revealing a section of her calves beneath the hem, which were dazzlingly white.

Even across a hundred miles of empty space, that aura still suppressed the Hao Ri Sect camp into a deathly silence.

Late stage of fusion.

The three combined-level elders who were stationed in the central army had arrived at the front of the battle. The protective array was activated at its strongest, and even the escape lights of the disciples in the camp were ordered to be withdrawn.

The elder at the head of the group held a communication jade talisman, but hesitated to crush it.

Asking for help from the sect at this time would be a sign of weakness.

If we don't call for help, what if that woman gets violent...?

"Haori Zong Su Chen".

The voice drifted over from the void, soft and gentle, yet everyone in the camp could hear it clearly.

"Come out and see me."

The three elders turned around at the same time.

Su Chen had already arrived at the front lines.

"This young man has quite the nerve."

Lady Wangqing brushed a strand of hair from her temple.

"Jiao Wujiu is no good, so what if he's broken? I don't care."

"But that token..."

This question was naturally asking how this thing ended up in Su Hongfu's hands...

Su Chen naturally didn't need to pay attention to such questions.

Within the Demon Spirit Gate, the situation is complex and multifaceted.

Su Chen isn't from their sect, so stirring up trouble won't actually do them any harm.

Ke Hongfu...

The opportunities I encountered in the ancient cultivators' techniques, and the karma I experienced when I broke through to the Void Refinement stage, were all influenced by Hong Fu.

It's not a good time to kick someone when they're down.

"That's a strange question, Madam."

Su Chen sneered and didn't give her any face at all.

"Madam used the Demon Flame Sect to gauge my worth, but before I could even come to demand an explanation, Madam has already started questioning me."

Lady Forgetfulness was stunned for a moment.

His face turned black.

How can this kid be so shameless!

But there was nothing they could do about Su Chen's shameless response.

Instead, he found himself at a disadvantage in the verbal exchange.

"Good, very good."

"I have met at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, junior cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, but Su Zhenchuan is the first one who would speak to me like this."

"I will not argue with Su Zhenchuan today. There are many days ahead, let's take it slow."

After saying that, the crimson figure faded away.

Only a faint fragrance remained on the remaining star.

Ordinary female cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level.

If she were to appear with such a bewitching face, she must have been quite young when she reached the Core Formation stage.

But this woman's fragrance was pungent.

Even with such an appearance, she couldn't hide her old woman's body.

If it weren't for the use of external objects to transform into human form, I'm afraid I would just look like someone over sixty years old.

Ha ha!

Such affectation made Su Chen think that this person was the best at pretending.

...

Lady Wangqing remained silent throughout her journey back to camp.

A late-stage Void Refinement cultivator survived Blood Butcher's attack and even broke one of Blood Butcher's arms.

Lady Wangqing had personally witnessed the wound on Blood Butcher's arm.

The lingering thunderous energy above hasn't completely dissipated yet.

It would be satisfying to kill such a person.

It's a real shame to kill it.

Only when something is brought under one's own control can it be considered to make the best use of.

The three elders at the front of the battle watched helplessly as Su Chen fled back to his camp, and no one uttered a sound for a long time.

The leader then released his grip on the communication jade talisman.

The jade talisman was covered in sweat stains.

Inside the tent, Su Chen sat down cross-legged again, circulated the Taiyi Treasure Record, and frowned.

Now I have reached the Great Perfection of the Void Refinement Realm...

One more step forward and we'll merge.

But at this step, Su Chen couldn't even find the threshold.

The spiritual energy was so full and swollen in the meridians that after one cycle, it was like trying to force water into a full jar; it couldn't be forced in and could only overflow.

Outside the tent, disciples were carrying spirit stones. The boxes hit the broken stars with a thud, then another thud.

Su Chen opened his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The old cultivators in the spirit realm often say when they're drunk that it's common for it to take a thousand years to go from refining the void to merging into the body.

Su could not endure a thousand years.

Su didn't plan to stay up any longer.

But if we hold on to this momentum for now and go back to the battlefield a few more times, we'll eventually give up.

If things fall apart, you have to start rebuilding from scratch.

The footsteps stopped outside the tent.

A large hand ripped open the tear in the tent curtain, and a surge of spiritual pressure poured in, quite forcefully.

Su Chen looked up.

Li Changfeng bent down and crawled into the tent. His green robe was covered in stardust, and it was unclear how far he had come from.

"Master."

Don't give me that.

Li Changfeng stared at Su Chen for a few moments, then raised his hand and patted Su Chen on the shoulder.

This palm strike didn't use much force, but it still caused the overflowing spiritual energy within Su Chen's body to surge wildly, and a metallic taste immediately rose in his throat.

"See that?"

Li Changfeng withdrew his hand and wiped it on his robe.

"This feeling is stuck in my throat; I can't swallow it down."

"If that brat charges in a couple more times, his foundation will be completely shattered."

Su Chen swallowed the blood back.

"This disciple was just about to tell Master about this."

"What are you saying?"

Li Changfeng plopped down on the prayer mat opposite Su Chen, and the mat creaked.

"Go back to the sect and go into seclusion to break through to the Integration Stage."

"Over here, the stardust cluster..."

"Does the Stardust Cluster stop spinning without that brat?"

Su Chen remained silent.

Li Changfeng came and went like the wind, without even drinking a cup of tea, before tearing through the void and disappearing.

Li Changfeng casually tore the gap in the tent curtain twice as wide.

The lamps in the council hall are kept burning year-round, their light reflecting off the gold patterns on the pillars, dazzling the eyes.

After Li Changfeng returned to the sect, the first thing he did was to bring up the matter of Su Chen's return to the sect for seclusion in the council hall.

Few of the elders in the hall dared to speak.

Only the old man from Tiandu stroked his beard and slowly spoke.

"Elder, the battle is raging, and the Shattered Star Cluster is the most dangerous phase. If a true disciple withdraws to return to the sect at this time, what will the disciples below think?"

"If the words 'deserting in the face of battle' were to spread, it would be difficult to convince the public."

This statement was so well-reasoned and flawless that there was not a single fault with it.

Several elders in the hall nodded secretly.

Li Changfeng slumped in his chair, not even lifting his eyelids.

"I am the one who calls the shots among my disciples."

"If even the heavens dare to disagree, tomorrow they'll go guard the Shattered Star Cluster for that brat."

The hall fell silent.

The old man from Tiandu paused in mid-air, stroking his beard, before finally lowering his hand.

madman.

After all these years, he's still the same crazy person.

That's it.

Whether it's going into seclusion or trying to break through to the Integration Stage, it's not that easy.

If I stay in seclusion for a few hundred years, I'll pretend that this person never existed in the sect, and I'll finally have some peace and quiet.

After the meeting ended, Venerable Yunmeng caught up with Li Changfeng on the long corridor outside the hall.

Several magpies were pecking at the fruit hanging from the eaves under the eaves. When they saw people coming, they fluttered away.

"That child, can he really succeed?"

"able."

Li Changfeng answered decisively.

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