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Chapter 232 Defeating the Old Demon Qian! Kunwu Palace, Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar, more terrifying than any previous collision!

The White Bone Demon Lord, who was over thirty feet tall, was like a volcano that had been detonated from within, collapsing and exploding inch by inch, starting from his chest!

Countless bone fragments containing pure demonic energy and soul power, mixed with gray-black demonic energy, burst out in all directions like fireworks!

The terrifying shockwave completely leveled the stone pavilion, and even a large section of the jade railings at the edge of the platform shattered.

At the epicenter of the explosion, a gray, slightly illusory nascent soul, identical in appearance to the old demon Qian, but now filled with terror and despair, screamed as it tried to escape, while attempting to reassemble the scattered sub-demons.

But would Lin Chuan give him that chance?

"Destroy!"

A golden arc of divine lightning, as thin as a hair yet condensed to the extreme, struck the fleeing gray nascent soul with pinpoint accuracy, as if it possessed a spirit.

"Sizzle!"

With a soft sound, the Demon Lord Qian's main demonic nascent soul, along with the last trace of divine soul imprint contained within it, was purified by the supremely yang and powerful exorcising divine thunder. Before it could even utter a scream, it was completely transformed into a wisp of green smoke, its soul scattered and utterly annihilated between heaven and earth.

As the main demon perished, amidst the scattered white bone fragments and demonic energy, five other slightly dim gray phantoms, resembling the appearance of the old demon Qian, also appeared.

Having lost the control of their master, they appeared bewildered and their aura rapidly weakened.

Lin Chuan reacted swiftly, rolling up his sleeve and sending out a specially made black leather bag covered with spirit-sealing talismans. The bag opened, emitting a powerful suction force that drew in the five out-of-control demonic souls, along with some of the remaining pure demonic energy and bone essence, before sealing it.

The method for creating the Five-Child Demon and the demons themselves are both extremely valuable research materials and treasures.

From Lin Chuan's sudden activation of the Jingzhe Divine Sword to the collapse of Qian Laomo's White Bone Demon Lord, the destruction of the main demon's nascent soul, and the capture of the sub-demon, the entire process, though seemingly complex, actually happened in the blink of an eye!

When the smoke and dust cleared up slightly, the platform was a mess.

The once arrogant and ferocious Elder Qian Laomo of the Yinluo Sect had been completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace. Only the black leather bag remained quietly in Lin Chuan's hand, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"hiss--!"

After a deathly silence, there were countless gasps of shock.

Fu Cheng and Bai Yaoyi were already dumbfounded, their bodies turned ice-cold, and their thoughts seemed to freeze.

They knew Lin Chuan was strong, knew he could fight beyond his level, and had even killed the Silver-Winged Yaksha... But witnessing firsthand how a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, renowned for centuries and whose fearsome reputation shook the Great Jin Dynasty, was utterly and decisively killed by Lin Chuan in just a dozen breaths, his soul and spirit completely annihilated...

This visual and emotional impact far surpasses anything I've experienced before!

This is beyond just being "strong," it's simply... terrifying! A monster!

In the distance, the five members of the Poison Saint Sect, who had just been preparing to slip away but were too frightened to move by the aftershocks of the battle, were now ashen-faced and trembling all over. They looked at Lin Chuan as if he were a demon god who had walked out of hell!

Hua Tianqi was filled with endless fear and lingering dread. He had actually dared to try to drive the other party away.

Fortunately, that fool Qian Laomo ran into the line of fire first! At this moment, he had only one thought—escape! Escape immediately!

Stay as far away from this ominous star as possible!

"Go! Go quickly!"

Hua Tianqi practically spat out those words through gritted teeth. He no longer cared about the sect's prestige or the opportunities of Kunwu Mountain. He and the four elders fled like stray dogs, turning their heads and flying frantically down the path they had come from. They wished they had two more legs. They disappeared in an instant around the bend in the mountain path.

Lin Chuan ignored the escape of Hua Tianqi and the others. He slowly put away the black leather bag and then raised his hand to recall the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword and Thousand-Foot Peak, whose light was slightly dim.

Continuously activating the Great Geng Sword Formation and the Thousand-Foot Peak, especially unleashing the ninth level of the Awakening Insect Divine Sword with all his might, also consumed a considerable amount of his magical power and divine sense.

He took out a drop of the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk and swallowed it. He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a moment before his pale face regained some color.

"Fellow Daoist Lin... Lin..."

Seeing that Lin Chuan had finished his meditation, Fu Cheng cautiously stepped forward, his voice still trembling. He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin, his face filled with awe and complex emotions. Bai Yaoyi also stood silently to the side, her cool eyes filled with a mixture of shock and gratitude.

"It's not safe to stay here any longer. The fighting is too loud and might attract other things or alert the Ye family."

Lin Chuan opened his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the two of them. "Fellow Daoist Fu, Fairy Bai, it is fate that we have traveled together to this place. However, the matter of finding medicine and refining pills is now settled. From now on, Kunwu Mountain is fraught with danger, and opportunities will depend on one's own abilities. I am used to traveling alone, so I will take my leave here. Take care."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. Saving Bai Yaoyi and helping Fu Cheng escape his predicament was already an act of utmost kindness and generosity.

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. Saving Bai Yaoyi and helping Fu Cheng escape his predicament was already an act of utmost kindness and generosity.

What he was about to do involved the core secrets and treasures of Kunwu Mountain. Bringing them along would only be a burden and could easily expose his own secrets.

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng and Bai Yaoyi, though disappointed, understood that Lin Chuan's words made sense. Given the strength Lin Chuan had demonstrated, following him would likely only be a burden.

I am already deeply indebted to Lin Chuan for saving me twice; how could I possibly ask for more?

"I will never forget Fellow Daoist Lin's great kindness! If there is ever a need for my services, Fu Cheng (Yao Yi) will certainly do my utmost!"

The two bowed deeply to Lin Chuan.

Until we meet again.

Lin Chuan nodded slightly, said no more, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into a faint, almost imperceptible blue rainbow. He sped along the seemingly endless ancient stone steps towards the higher reaches of Kunwu Mountain, disappearing into the vast clouds in the blink of an eye.

Fu Cheng and Bai Yaoyi stared in the direction where Lin Chuan had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time, their hearts filled with countless emotions.

After a moment, the two exchanged a glance and chose a different direction from Lin Chuan, carefully exploring their way out.

Kunwu Mountain is full of opportunities. Although they dare not compete with Lin Chuan, they can still find opportunities that suit them.

Lin Chuan pushed his speed to the limit, ignoring any spiritual herbs or ruins that might lie along the way. His destination was clear—Kunwu Palace!

Without exchanging a word, Lin Chuan used his powerful divine sense to avoid several obvious restrictions, traps, and wandering low-level guardian spirits, and soon arrived at the "Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators" archway where the Ye family had previously stayed and fought a fierce battle.

The archway still stood, but the surrounding area was a mess, with traces of fierce fighting and a faint smell of blood remaining. The restrictions of the "Minor Sumeru Vajra Array" had been violently broken, and the thick white mist behind the archway had thinned considerably, revealing a wider stone staircase main path with increasingly rich spiritual energy. Clearly, the Ye family had already passed through this place.

Lin Chuan didn't stop. He flashed through the archway and continued upwards.

The higher you go, the more magnificent the stone steps become. On both sides, you begin to see some dilapidated palace foundations, broken stele forests, and dried-up sacred springs, as if telling the story of the glory and decline of the ancient Kunwu sect.

The spiritual energy in the mountains was so rich that it almost turned into spiritual mist. Taking a breath made one feel refreshed and invigorated, and one could even feel a subtle increase in one's cultivation level.

However, correspondingly, a strong no-fly zone began to appear in the air, making flight extremely difficult and prone to triggering unknown dangers.

Lin Chuan had no choice but to descend his escape light and climb on foot.

The stone steps seemed to have no end, winding their way into the clouds.

Lin Chuan walked for several more days, and then another exceptionally wide and huge platform appeared before him.

This platform is several times larger than the one we encountered before that held the "Kunwu" stele; it's as if a piece of the mountain had been slashed away.

The platform floor is paved with pure white jade, spotless.

Right in front of the platform, there were more than a dozen jade steps of varying widths leading in different directions!

At the beginning of each set of steps stands a tall, blue stone tablet, several meters high, with different names engraved on it in ancient seal script:

"Kunwu Palace", "Demon Suppression Tower", "Spirit Treasure Pavilion", "Scripture Repository", "Alchemy Room", "Weapon Forging Room", "Spirit Beast Garden", "Herbal Garden"... There are as many as thirteen or fourteen such places!

Clearly, this platform is an important transportation hub within Kunwu Mountain, with each passage corresponding to a key functional building or area on the mountain.

"Kunwu Palace, Demon-Suppressing Tower, Spirit Treasure Pavilion..."

Lin Chuan's gaze slowly swept over the stone tablets, finally settling on the three characters "Kunwu Hall".

His target was none other than the Kunwu Palace!

According to the information in the original work and the fragmented clues he obtained from the divination and the Great Evolution God, Kunwu Palace was the core main hall of the ancient Kunwu Sect and the hub that controlled part of the restrictions on the entire Kunwu Mountain.

More importantly, the temple enshrines the life-bound soul tablets or control talismans of the "Four Spirits of Kunwu"—Silver-winged Yaksha, Lion Beast, Wood Kui, and Guiling (Mysterious Rock Turtle)!

Whoever obtains those soul tablets will be able to control or threaten these four powerful guardian beings with late-stage Nascent Soul combat strength to a certain extent!

He had already killed the Silver-Winged Yaksha, but any one of the remaining Lion-Beast, Wood Demon, and Jade Spirit would be enough to sweep away a group of Nascent Soul cultivators.

If one can control them, even if it's just preventing them from attacking you, or being able to use them slightly at crucial moments, it will be an immeasurable help.

At that time, unless he encounters a Nascent Soul cultivator, he will be able to run rampant in Kunwu Mountain, and even after leaving Kunwu Mountain in the future. Even if he is besieged by dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators, he will have enough confidence to deal with them calmly and even fight back.

Without further hesitation, Lin Chuan stepped onto the jade steps leading to the "Kunwu Palace".

This staircase is narrower than the main path, but it is still magnificent. The two sides of the staircase are no longer barren mountains and wilderness, but exquisite jade railings, which are carved with patterns of auspicious birds and beasts, as well as the sun, moon and stars.

Lin Chuan walked patiently and unhurriedly. After walking for most of the day, the clouds and mist in front of him dispersed, and a colossal palace, whose magnificence and antiquity were beyond description, slowly appeared at the edge of his vision.

The palace was constructed entirely of a warm, lustrous white jade and lapis lazuli, built against the mountain, layer upon layer, with countless halls and pavilions. The highest main hall was probably a hundred feet tall, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted rafters. Although many parts were dilapidated, with piles of rubble and cobwebs, the overwhelming aura of suppressing heaven and earth and ruling over all directions still rushed over, making people feel insignificant and awe.

This is the core of the ancient Kunwu Sect—the Kunwu Palace!

However, before actually reaching the Kunwu Palace's towering, tightly closed gates, one must pass through a wide plaza in front of the palace.

At this moment, what attracted Lin Chuan's attention was not the magnificent palace gate, but the two rows of strange trees growing in the square in front of the palace gate.

There were about a dozen trees, lined up on both sides of the white jade passage leading to the palace gate. Each tree was as thick as ten people could hug and as tall as thirty or forty feet. The trunks and branches were not green, but rather a pure, heavy, dark gold that seemed to contain flowing light!

The leaves are shaped like tiny shields, and when they sway slightly, they make a "rustling" sound like metal rubbing together.

Sunlight shone on these golden trees, reflecting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire plaza in front of the palace, making it magnificent and spectacular.

"Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood..."

Lin Chuan's gaze sharpened slightly, and he understood.

He naturally recognized the tree; it was a top-grade spiritual wood used to refine metal-type magic weapons. Moreover, because it naturally contained powerful "golden magnetic divine light," it could generate a terrifying magnetic field that had an extremely strong suppressive force on all metal-type magic weapons and even the physical bodies of cultivators.

With so many golden magnetic spirit trees growing together, their magnetic fields overlap, creating a magnetic field so strong that it would probably make it difficult for an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator to move an inch, and their bones and muscles would be crushed.

At this moment, a figure was lying prone on the golden passage between the two rows of golden magnetic spirit wood!

The man seemed to be trying to crawl toward the palace gate, but his movements were extremely slow, almost like wriggling on the ground. Every inch he moved was incredibly difficult, as if he were carrying dozens of mountains on his back.

Judging from the faint aura and fragments of clothing that remain, it seems to be a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ye family who was left alone here for some unknown reason. He is now on the verge of death, clearly trapped and crushed by this terrifying golden magnetic gravity field, and is about to burn out.

"Just as I thought."

Lin Chuan remained completely unmoved. This scene perfectly matched the original plot he knew and the clues from the divination.

The "golden magnetic gravity field" in front of Kunwu Hall is another powerful protection set up by ancient cultivators.

Ordinary cultivators, even those in the late Nascent Soul stage, would find it extremely difficult to pass through without special methods or an incomparably powerful physical body, and might even perish there.

However, this is not an insurmountable barrier for Lin Chuan.

He is not only a cultivator of magic, but also a cultivator of both magic and body! He has reached the second level of the "Ming Wang Jue" and his physical strength is comparable to some level nine demon beasts. In addition, the "Vajra Indestructible Body" he cultivated in his early years has reached the fifth level. His physical toughness far exceeds that of body cultivators of the same level.

Although the powerful magnetic field was terrifying, it was far from enough to crush his physical body.

More importantly, he once obtained a peculiar auxiliary magic weapon in a secret realm in the Chaotic Star Sea – the "Magnetic Light Repelling Ring".

This ring has no offensive or defensive capabilities; its only function is to create a special force field around the wearer, which can, to some extent, counteract or weaken the effects of external magnetic forces and abnormal gravity. Although its effectiveness would be diminished against the terrifying magnetic field of the dozen or so golden magnetic trees stacked in front of the Kunwu Palace, it was sufficient for his powerful physique.

Lin Chuan flipped his hand and took out the "Magnetic Light Repelling Ring," which was only the size of a bracelet, grayish in color, and inconspicuous. He put it on his wrist and activated it by inputting a wisp of magic power.

Instantly, a layer of faint, almost invisible gray ripples spread out from him, slightly distorting the space within a ten-foot radius around him.

He took a deep breath, composed himself, and then stepped into the golden passage between the two rows of golden magnetic spirit wood.

"Buzz—!"

The moment he stepped in, an unimaginable, immense force, like an invisible mountain, crashed down! Lin Chuan felt his body sink, as if he were carrying an immense weight, and the white jade floor beneath his feet creaked under the weight.

The air was filled with a strong metallic magnetic force, which made the flow of his magic power slightly sluggish. The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his dantian even emitted a slight tremor. If it weren't for his strong divine sense and forceful suppression, it would probably have been uncontrollably attracted away long ago.

However, that's all.

The terrifying gravity that was enough to crush a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage, make it difficult for a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator to move, and require a great deal of effort to resist even in the late Nascent Soul stage, fell on Lin Chuan, but only made him sway slightly before he stood firmly.

However, that's all.

The terrifying gravity that was enough to crush a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage, make it difficult for a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator to move, and require a great deal of effort to resist even in the late Nascent Soul stage, fell on Lin Chuan, but only made him sway slightly before he stood firmly.

The powerful physical body, like the most resilient divine iron, firmly withstood this external force. The gray ripples emitted by the "Magnetic-Light Repelling Ring" continuously undulated, weakening and deflecting most of the targeted magnetic attraction and gravitational superposition effects.

Although it still feels heavy, it's far from being unbearable.

Lin Chuan even had the leisure to calmly straighten the slightly fluttering sleeves of his green robe. His gaze swept calmly over the struggling Ye family cultivator in front of him, then looked at the magnificent palace gate that was so close yet seemed so far away, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Immediately, he strode forward, walking unhurriedly and leisurely through the "Golden Magnetic Gravity Field" that terrified countless cultivators, as if strolling in his own courtyard, towards the tightly closed gates of the Kunwu Palace.

His steps were steady, his breathing even, as if the terrifying magnetic force that could crush magical artifacts was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

The powerful physical body, like the most resilient divine iron, firmly withstood this external force. The gray ripples emitted by the "Magnetic-Light Repelling Ring" continuously undulated, weakening and deflecting most of the targeted magnetic attraction and gravitational superposition effects.

Although it still feels heavy, it's far from being unbearable.

Lin Chuan even had the leisure to calmly straighten the slightly fluttering sleeves of his green robe. His gaze swept calmly over the struggling Ye family cultivator in front of him, then looked at the magnificent palace gate that was so close yet seemed so far away, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Immediately, he strode forward, walking unhurriedly and leisurely through the "Golden Magnetic Gravity Field" that terrified countless cultivators, as if strolling in his own courtyard, towards the tightly closed gates of the Kunwu Palace.

His steps were steady, his breathing even, as if the terrifying magnetic force that could crush magical artifacts was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.