Cold Clouds

Luo Chen told Lin Xiaoxiao and others the details of his prediction for the future, which was basically the same as what Lin Xiaoxiao had imagined, that the Black King's Palace would destroy the world. However, what surprised her was that Luo Chen actually took out a severed arm.

A skinny, old left arm.

"This is the left arm of the Black King that we found. However, we in the East Continent do not know how to analyze such things. Please, Sect Master Qin, give it to the people in the Salvation Hall." Luo Chen spoke in a deep voice and bowed his head slightly to greet Qin Feng.

"Oh? Aren't you going to visit all the sects in the Western Continent this time? Can't you just take them there yourself?" Qin Feng asked with some confusion when he heard this.

"No, the plan has changed. We have to go back now." Luo Chen bowed, his tone apologetic.

Qin Feng's eyes changed slightly, but he did not stop them and let them leave.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao was holding her left arm and had a good idea.

"Master Uncle Lin," Qin Feng said after a while, "Master Uncle Lin, why didn't you stop them?"

"Ah?" Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you make any movements?"

"Excuse me for being blunt, Uncle Lin," Qin Feng's face twitched, "You are the most senior person here. When you are here, my words don't count."

"Is that so..." Lin Xiaoxiao scratched her head. This was indeed her negligence. "But it doesn't matter if we don't send it to Jiukutang, right? After all, I have Yaowang Valley. It will be ok if I have it in my hands, right?"

Qin Feng thought about it and it seemed that it was possible, but he always felt that something might go wrong.

While Qin Feng was frowning and thinking, Lin Xiaoxiao took Xuan Ming and other monsters directly back to Yaowang Valley.

Now, here's the fun part.

Lin Xiaoxiao held Lu Jinhua's left arm and sat in front of the alchemy furnace. There were many interesting things in Li Tianyuan's collection, including an evil alchemy recipe.

The Heaven-Transforming Soul Pill is made from a part of the body of a powerful evil cultivator, supplemented with various yin-rich spiritual medicines. After taking it, one can obtain some of its magic power.

Yes, it’s not simulated, but real magic.

The main reason why Lin Xiaoxiao cannot activate the Eighteen Magic Orders after taking the Disguise Pill proMax is that she has no magic power. If she had magic power, she might be able to use the Eighteen Magic Orders.

Of course, according to Lin Xiaoxiao's estimation, using the left arm of the "Black King" as material would at most be enough to summon a second big demon, and the duration would definitely not be long.

Although the combat power of the big demons there has been reduced because they have crossed over to the lower realm, these big demons are still the top combat power in the lower realm at the God Transformation stage, and because of the special domains they possess, they can be said to be the peak combat power among the God Transformation stages of the same level.

Although there was only one chance, Lin Xiaoxiao, as the master of Medicine King Valley, still successfully refined one.

There are three pills in a furnace. Lin Xiaoxiao was able to successfully refine one pill for the first time using a completely unfamiliar pill recipe. It has to be said that the inheritance of Medicine King Valley is really buggy.

But Lin Xiaoxiao didn't plan to eat it now, because if she ate it now, wouldn't she really become a demon cultivator? It's better to keep this thing as a last resort.

Haha, even though every word that old man Lu Jinhua says seems to make sense, he is definitely not a good person.

On the other side, Lu Jinhua, sitting in the teahouse, suddenly looked up and smiled with joy, but the smile disappeared immediately and his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" A woman in a bamboo hat sitting in front of Lu Jinhua asked when she saw this.

"Ah, I just sensed the breath of my left arm, but it disappeared soon. This time, even the faint connection is gone," Lu Jinhua still frowned. With his face reshaped, he looked like an ordinary old man, but the breath on his body did make people feel a little cold. "Forget it, let's not worry about this for now. Have you made all the arrangements? We agreed to use Lin Xiaoxiao's spiritual roots to rebuild my body after the matter is completed."

"Don't worry, it's foolproof. There's absolutely no way Lin Xiaoxiao could survive that time." The woman in the bamboo hat smiled, took a sip of tea, and then disappeared.

Lu Jinhua filled up the empty teacup and said to himself: "The information I gave to both sides is true..."

"I wonder who will win? Hehehe..."

A few miles away from the Liyun Sword Sect, Han Si and Luo Chen were walking quietly. At this moment, Han Si seemed like a different person. His aggressive aura and arrogance were gone, replaced by a calm and thoughtful look.

"Uncle Lin just chose to emit pressure under my provocation. There are only two possibilities," Han Si said calmly, "First, her half-step refining cultivation is simulated, not real; second, she didn't take me seriously at all, just watching a clown barking."

"No matter what the situation is, it's best not to make an enemy of her." Han Siqu shot out a sword light from his finger, piercing through the forehead of a demon beast. "Even if she is a fake half-step refining virtual, her followers are real gods."

Han Si glanced at the fallen monster, then looked away: "Being an enemy of a Jindan-stage guy who can tame so many gods is almost the same as offending a half-step Lianxu."

"No one knows what strange tricks this little golden elixir will have," Han Si walked forward slowly, his tone still calm, "and, you have also seen it, right? Luo Chen, this Master Uncle Lin..."

"It is one of the two prophecies of world destruction."

"We must think of a countermeasure, but it would be best if we can resolve it without resorting to force," Han Si said, breaking off a branch. "We can't afford to offend the Western Continent now."

Luo Chen followed behind Han Si without saying a word.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Han Si might be a sloppy and arrogant guy, but the leaders of various sects in the East Continent all know that Han Si is an excellent leader.

"Then what should we do now?" Luo Chen whispered.

"Hmm..." Han Si thought for a while, then slowly uttered four words, "The Great Array of the Universe."

"This... I understand..." Luo Chen looked tangled, "Are we really going to use this? The spiritual energy around the East Continent will be reduced by decades due to its use!"

"It's just the worst-case scenario." Han Si's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, but he immediately suppressed it. "In order to survive, you always need to sacrifice something else."

"......" Luo Chen was silent for a long time before he said solemnly, "I will notify all the sects immediately."

If possible...Han Si lowered his eyebrows, his thoughts churning in his heart.

I really don't want to draw my sword against my own people.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao was sitting at the desk, looking through the precautions of the Zhuan Tian Ming Hun Dan.

The good news is, there are only two possible side effects.

The bad news is that one of them might die, and the other would die miserably.

Risks and opportunities coexist!

I'd better put this thing at the bottom of the box first...