Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2483 - 912: True Fire Mutation, Return of the Calamity (Part 2)

Even in the midst of all this turmoil, valuable snippets of info always emerge somehow.

In particular, the destinies of those other two ancestors stand out.

"All the Great Powers of Mingyuan have fallen, we are free!"

That bold claim spread from a particular Divine Transformation Stage ghost being, and every ghost creature with even a shred of consciousness had caught wind of it.

This very revelation explains the wild disorder gripping the Nether Abyss right now.

Lacking the Dark Abyss Sect and the mighty experts to keep it in check, the area has turned into a raging storm of anarchy.

Still, Luo Chen couldn't shake a deep pang of sorrow regarding Ancestor Tianyuan's end.

He had never pictured that gentle elderly figure deciding to offer himself up to the ghosts, triggering the Mingyuan Prohibition to try dragging Qi Xia Emperor down with him.

Yet the outcome left Ancestor Tianyuan perishing with regrets unfulfilled, it appeared.

Qi Xia Emperor had ultimately slipped away to safety.

Beyond that, during the fierce clash inside the Nether Abyss, those formidable ghostly path entities that young Luo Chen had once probed through soul-searching and even revered, nearly all faced dire fates.

The slain ones perished outright, the wounded bore heavy injuries, and those who bolted made their getaway.

Though plenty survive still, they lurk across scattered corners of the Nether Abyss, nursing their hurts.

"That woman possesses strength that's utterly beyond comprehension!"

Luo Chen let out a heavy sigh, then shifted his focus to his own pressing situation.

Navigating across the Nether Abyss? Utterly out of the question.

He lacked the deep reserves of Qi power required to cross hundreds of thousands of miles—even a Divine Transformation Great Power might struggle with that feat.

What's more, atop the sea's surface, Qi Xia Emperor had unleashed a spell before departing, flooding the waters with endless Nirvana Sacred Fires to hold back these malevolent spirits for the moment.

It wouldn't fade away anytime soon.

"Could the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire pierce through Qi Xia Emperor’s Nirvana Sacred Fire?"

Luo Chen whispered to himself, and within the Purple Mansion, the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit caught on, transmitting waves of alarm.

"You can't manage it either?"

Luo Chen shook his head, mulling alternative paths forward.

At last, his thoughts drifted to the Nirvana Sacred Fire he had already refined.

"If I could boost its size just a little, might it turn into a strong ally?"

Back in the old days, Luo Chen wouldn't have dared entertain such an idea.

Growing the Original Source True Fire relied solely on steady nurturing via Qi power, demanding patient effort over time.

Alternatively, one could hunt for fitting sustenance to speed up its development.

For instance, the Prosperity and Decline True Fire had been raised through incense rituals in the Flame Alliance during those early times; later, after Luo Chen mastered the "Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra", he pursued demon beasts in the North Sea for it, drawing in vitality and even consuming vast amounts of superior Sourceless Fires.

However, none of that applied to the Nirvana Sacred Fire.

Its level was far too elevated; it showed zero interest in those inferior Sourceless Fires.

Only something on par with the Fifth-tier Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire from the Blazing Refinement Prison, or perhaps the Nine Refinement Beacon Fire housed in the Refining Heaven Cauldron, would tempt its palate.

But these days, Luo Chen sensed he possessed some real leverage.

With a casual wave of his hand!

A single elixir pill hovered above his palm.

The pill shimmered in black and white hues, harboring the extremes of water and fire inside, while yin and yang swirled across its surface.

This was the Two Forms Pill Luo Chen had crafted during the third challenge of the Elixir Saint Trial!

"Since your assistance helped forge it, deploying it on you now puts it to good use."

Without hesitation, Luo Chen popped the Two Forms Pill into his mouth.

Qi power flowed through him as he set about refining the pill.

Mighty medicinal essence erupted from the pill, guided by his Qi power into the Purple Mansion—yet it bypassed the Nascent Soul entirely, settling instead on the golden bird roosting atop the green and white fire tree.

In that instant.

The golden bird immersed itself in the black and white glow, blissfully shutting its eyes.

Witnessing this, Luo Chen's heart raced with thrill.

"It's working!"

All that remained was to observe as the Nirvana Sacred Fire fully integrated the Two Forms Pill's medicinal essence and gauge its progress.

One day.

Two days.

Three days...

Time dragged on gradually.

Despite the Two Forms Pill's immense medicinal potency, absorption shouldn't have dragged out this long.

Luo Chen suspected an issue had arisen.

"What exactly went awry?"

While Luo Chen wrestled with the puzzle, suddenly a burst of rage echoed from the Purple Mansion one day.

The Nascent Soul quivered, its eyes snapping open to peer out.

The golden bird had roused itself unnoticed, now nibbling at the branches and foliage of the green fire tree beneath it.

That surge of fury stemmed straight from the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit.

Right then, the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit flared up in wrath, erupting green and white flames to lash out at the golden bird.

The golden bird showed no fear whatsoever; despite its faint aura, it darted nimbly through the green and white blaze, even snatching occasional flickers of the green and white flame to swallow, which made its golden sheen glow brighter.

Luo Chen froze briefly, sensing two distinct impulses.

One came from the Withering and Flourishing Fire Spirit's stunned fury—it clearly hadn't foreseen the tiny being it had raised like its own chick turning around to devour it!

The other arose from the Nirvana Fire Spirit's initial spark of primal instinct—Hunger!

"No matter how famished you get, you can't devour the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire!"

Luo Chen panicked!

He refused to idly watch the divine fire he had toiled over for centuries get gobbled by some other fledgling, nor permit these two divine fires to rampage wildly inside his Purple Mansion.

With a mental command, he wrapped the Nirvana Fire Spirit in Qi power.

Regardless of its frantic wriggling and pushback, Luo Chen promptly shifted it beyond the Purple Mansion.

This pint-sized troublemaker was the wildest of them all!

Only after prying them apart did Luo Chen finally exhale in relief.

"You two nearly wrecked the whole place!"

Luo Chen directed a sharp reprimand at both.

The green and white little tree drooped its limbs in dismay, seeming wronged, and stayed quiet.

The golden firebird beat its wings, utterly ignoring Luo Chen’s ire, just letting out random chirps.

"Hungry!"

"Hungry!"

Luo Chen furrowed his brow at the sight—evidently, the Two Forms Pill had thoroughly stirred the Nirvana Sacred Fire's fire spirit to life, sharpening its spiritual awareness immensely.

But this ravenous appetite—what was behind it?

As he reviewed the details on the Two Forms Pill from the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch Pill Book, the golden firebird soaring overhead halted abruptly; then, to Luo Chen’s astonished stare, it soared off.

Curiosity piqued, Luo Chen trailed after it.

Before long, he beheld an astonishing display.

The golden firebird treaded warily through the molten lava flow, delicately nipping at a flame far more radiant and potent than its own.

Luo Chen gulped deeply.

That was a strand of Nirvana Sacred Fire that had trickled in right before the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land door sealed shut.

Not a huge amount, dispersed in spots.

And thanks to Heize Ancestor's abrupt interference, the entrance slammed closed, halting any more Nirvana Sacred Fire from entering.

Nevertheless, the earlier influx persisted inside the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

Luo Chen had never found the moment to address it, unsure how to proceed anyway.

But now!

"Will it truly work as nourishment?"

Luo Chen wavered.

...

"So this is Upper Nether Immortal City?"

After enduring the clash at Lingtian Pass and receiving swift repairs to his shattered magic body from the sect, the Shouyang Mountain Man ventured outside for the first time in ages.

Yet reaching this once-familiar spot, the devastation he encountered left him utterly stunned.

At his side, a disciple from East Sun Sect quickly responded, "To the Elder, yes, this is the location of Upper Nether Immortal City, but as for why it's ended up this way, this disciple has no idea."

Shouyang Mountain Man swallowed nervously, his eyes scanning the ruined cityscape.

Among the toppled walls, fierce flames roared with unchecked fury.

A colossal hand seal loomed over the whole of Upper Nether Immortal City, leaving only fragments peeking through the spaces between its digits.

"Who razed Upper Nether Immortal City?"

"And pulled it off with a single blow no less!"

No one had an answer for him.

And the true shock was still unfolding.

"Elder Lu, the Great Elder requests your attendance!"

Shouyang Mountain Man composed himself, hurrying toward the Nether Abyss with unease.

Once there, his three senior sect siblings had already gathered in grim silence, words failing them.

At their forefront stood the Great Elder of East Sun Sect, a famed Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Eastern Wasteland, clad in a Sunrise Robe and crowned with a Dawn Crown.

Before Shouyang Mountain Man could offer greetings, his stare locked once again.

Mingyuan churned violently, spanning thousands of miles.

Golden fires twisted and blazed, dazzling to the eyes.

In the emptiness, shadowy dragon-like serpents materialized out of nowhere, then blinked away.

Any cultivator with discernment would recognize them instantly.

Space rifts!

Boom!

Thunder ripped through, slamming into the sea and hurling up sprays of water and fiery sparks.

Up in the Nine Heavens, dark clouds hung heavy, crackling with intermittent bolts.

That lone strike of lightning jolted everyone from their stupor.

The Great Elder of East Sun Sect pivoted slowly, his usual stern features now etched with terror.

"Mingyuan Sacred Land has been obliterated!"

Before questions could spill out about the culprit, Shouyang Mountain Man abruptly drew forth a Sound Transmission Jade Pendant.

Urgent tones emanated from within, seizing all attention.

"In the Million Mountains, the Demon Clan is mobilizing, on the verge of staging a resurgence!"