Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2481 - 911: Within Arm’s Reach, One Man vs. a Nation_3

At this moment...

Luo Chen seized the sword's hilt and gradually pulled the blade free.

From inside, the Sword Spirit sent a frenzied impulse, as though it yearned to destroy all in its path.

A torrent of crimson glow burst forth alongside the sword, resembling rushing rivers that gouged irregular furrows across the ground.

Luo Chen's face twisted into a fierce scowl, "Since you've recognized me as master, how dare you resist?"

With those words, the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire surged over the Yuan Tu Sword.

It appeared ready to melt the weapon down at the slightest defiance.

Faced with the menace of the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit reluctantly trembled several times before finally yielding.

The weight in Luo Chen’s chest at last eased away.

Such was the drawback of raising the Yuan Tu Sword inside the arm's acupoint.

The spirit lacked a deep bond with him, possessing an overly independent will.

This differed from the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit, which, even after reaching Fifth Order, obediently bowed to Luo Chen’s command, demanding just a vast surge of Qi Power.

Once the Yuan Tu Sword was drawn, Luo Chen set it in front of himself, staring at the shining edge with delight shining in his gaze.

Formerly known as the Godslayer Blood Sword from Coldlight Island, its might had grown even more supreme now.

Having absorbed Heize Ancestor’s Primordial Spirit, it could soon make that ultimate leap, shatter the limits of a Pseudo-Spirit Treasure, and ascend to genuine Spirit Treasure status.

When that happened, Luo Chen would wield a tool of unmatched devastation!

"Rest and recover at your pace!"

A streak of scarlet radiance flashed, and the Yuan Tu Sword disappeared.

Heize Ancestor’s husk then crashed down onto the soil, kicking up a faint puff of dirt.

From afar, cries of grief echoed.

Ye Ruoli wept without restraint, "Why... why..."

She failed to grasp how it had all transformed so drastically.

Overnight, the thriving sect had been devoured by conflict.

The esteemed ancestor had perished under the Pill Saint Hall Master's strike.

For her, raised within the Dark Abyss Sect and shielded by her seniors, the blow hit like a thunderbolt.

Luo Chen glanced her way and locked eyes with Ye Ruoli.

A flicker of bitterness crossed her stare.

Undisturbed, Luo Chen shifted his gaze to Heize Ancestor’s corpse below.

Why?

Maybe it boiled down to the foe showing too little deference?

To the lofty Great Powers of the Dark Abyss Sect, all Eastern Wasteland cultivators served as their playthings.

Had he been the one to let the predator inside?

Absolutely not!

It stemmed purely from their drawing the Demon Phoenix's attention.

As a simple Nascent Soul True Master, he remained a mere piece on the board for the Divine Transformation Great Powers to shift as they pleased.

"A True Master isn’t true, a Great Power isn’t great, to attain free and unending Longevity, one must become an immortal."

Whispering to himself, Luo Chen unleashed a thread of Nirvana Sacred Fire, turning Heize Ancestor’s remains to cinders.

Thus, should a mighty figure from the Dark Abyss Sect inquire, he could insist Qi Xia Emperor was the slayer.

Truth be told, Heize Ancestor’s end owed much to Qi Xia Emperor.

Luo Chen’s blade thrust had only delivered the killing blow.

With everything settled, Luo Chen flicked his hand behind him.

Thud!

Luo Lingxi remained stunned, observing the woman before him collapse next to him, the echo of her soft caress lingering.

He eyed the now-still Ye Ruoli, then puzzled, he turned toward the imposing figure facing away.

"Father, why?"

"That’s not a question you should ask."

Luo Chen kept his back to his son, simply shrugging his left shoulder, from which a tiny dragon emerged, looping around ahead of him.

"Guard Lingxi, I will be back soon."

"Yes, master!" the Black King replied swiftly and firmly, a touch of dread in his gaze.

Luo Chen bent to retrieve the fallen token, channeled his Qi Power, and soon a fog wrapped around him entirely, vanishing from the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

The expansive Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land fell into hush.

Just the Black Dragon curled there, just the golden fire ring blazed steadily.

The youth slumped inside it, watching over the woman’s body as it slowly grew cold.