Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2489 - 915: Upper Nether Turns to a Ruined City, Daoist Sect Arrives in the Eastern Wasteland
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"A living creature!"
Those blood-red eyes made Luo Chen spot the foe right away.
This wasn't one of the usual ghostly monsters from the Nether Abyss; instead, it was a real living entity radiating a mighty aura, every bit as strong as the Black King.
Normally, Luo Chen wouldn't dread facing such a powerful foe given his own capabilities.
However, they were deep inside the Nether Abyss!
Should a battle break out, it would surely draw the notice of other formidable entities, and Luo Chen's outcome could be grim.
"Why would any living thing survive in this forsaken hellhole?"
Confusion flickered across Luo Chen's face as he backed away gradually, signaling his desire to avoid clashing with this adversary.
But while he pulled back, the foe pressed on.
Ferocious waves crashed ahead, unveiling the actual shape of the blood-eyed beast.
Its enormous back stretched like an endless plain, mostly sleek and flat, though edged with rugged sharpness up close.
The long neck evoked a giraffe's grace, but twisted like a colossal serpent.
A turtle-snake hybrid?
Seeing this sight stunned Luo Chen.
A thought raced through his mind: could it possibly be...
"That’s the Xuan Turtle from the Mingyuan Lu Family!"
Recognition hit Luo Chen in a flash.
He grasped immediately why such a lively being thrived amid the barren Nether Abyss.
Born and raised in this harsh realm, the creature's evolution had stalled halfway, blending the turtle and snake aspects into one awkward form.
Right then, the gigantic Xuan Turtle barreled toward Luo Chen with crushing momentum, its gaze burning with savage hunger.
This time around, Luo Chen held his ground instead of fleeing.
Drawing in a steady breath, he lifted one palm and thrust it ahead with deliberate slowness.
Boom!
When they smashed together, a savage burst of force erupted from the clash, sending endless ripples blasting outward.
Even those mountain-shattering surges felt like feeble splashes against the pair.
Luo Chen's palm met the foe's pointed, wedge-like crown, channeling relentless might straight from his sturdy frame.
The Xuan Turtle showed no fear; its rigid skull turned pliant in an instant, the neck coiling upward nimbly before snapping down to snap at Luo Chen.
It aimed to swallow him whole!
In that instant, Luo Chen's presence swelled dramatically.
Source Blood boiled forth, while Xuan Chen Armor wrapped around him, projecting an energy matching the Xuan Turtle's own.
"How dare you act so boldly!"
An elder's thunderous shout stopped the Xuan Turtle cold, its jaws frozen mid-air.
Terror, bewilderment, and a dawning awareness filled those crimson eyes.
Abruptly!
"Woooo..."
A spectral wail burst out.
The shrill sound almost caused Divine Souls to black out.
Moments later, a streak of dark radiance lanced from the Xuan Turtle's skull directly toward Luo Chen.
The assault struck with blinding velocity.
All the while, the eerie scream's assault on his Divine Soul left Luo Chen seemingly untouched.
Atop his head, the Ping Mountain Crown released a soft golden glow, Xuan Chen Armor projected a yellowish barrier, and visions of Mirror Flower, Water Moon alongside a Ghostly Tower danced in his gaze.
Still, the dark beam pushed on relentlessly, piercing the golden sheen and the protective field, arriving at Luo Chen's form—only briefly stalled by the illusory sight.
That brief pause gave Luo Chen just enough time to respond.
"Come out!"
Right away, twin flames burst from Luo Chen’s Purple Mansion.
One blazed in cyan-white hues, the other gleamed with untainted gold.
Boom!
In a heartbeat, Luo Chen transformed into a blazing inferno.
Panic gripped the dark light, which withdrew in a frantic rush, dodging him like a deadly plague.
After shooting one last terrified look at Luo Chen, it vanished into the shadowy void.
Only then did Luo Chen exhale in relief, though unease still clung to him.
"That’s..."
With a rough voice, Luo Chen murmured, "Devouring Essence Beast?"
Devoid of a solid body, its signature aura etched itself indelibly in Luo Chen's memory.
Without doubt, it was the Chang Ghost—Gao Chang—that the Ancient Demon Emperor had once loosed to devastate the East Desolate Immortal World!
In its primal state, it belonged to the Desolate Beast lineage, the Devouring Essence Beast, which sustained itself on Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and craved the Dao Fruits of cultivators above all; Golden Cores and Nascent Souls topped its menu.
Innumerable Nascent Soul experts had met their end inside this ghost's maw.
Earlier on, Jin Ling—Luo Chen's equal in prowess—had been claimed by this beast's Nascent Soul sweep, causing his demise; afterward, Luo Chen forged his corpse into a Substitute Puppet, which later shielded him from Heize Ancestor’s fatal blow.
"What’s this abomination doing in a place like this?"
As Luo Chen pondered in bafflement, the Xuan Turtle surged through the waves to draw near.
Its wedge-shaped head tilted toward Luo Chen, brushing against him with gentle warmth.
The motion carried a tender, endearing plea, like a junior courting an elder's approval.
Luo Chen glanced downward, seeing the Xuan Turtle's eyes now sparkled with pure clarity, free from the earlier crimson taint.
"That Chang Ghost forced you to come after me against your will, right?"
The Xuan Turtle emitted a soft "moo," its voice brimming with injustice.
Luo Chen extended a hand to stroke its glossy crown, "No worries, I hold nothing against you. From here on, you'll need to..."
Luo Chen trailed off.
Evidently, the Nether Abyss's Ming Shui brimmed with corrupting filth, draining his Qi Power too quickly to keep traversing it alone.
On top of that, the skies overhead ripped open with spatial tears now and then, accompanied by bolts of Heavenly Thunder—hazards far deadlier than the depths below!
This creature, native to the area, shrugged off the Ming Shui's toxic influence.
Even prior to Luo Chen's arrival, Mingyuan Cultivators had relied on it as the prime mount for ferrying between the two banks.
Mounting it would make crossing the Nether Abyss far smoother for him, conserving his strength and cutting down the travel duration.