Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2503 - 920: Dream Bubble Shadow—Entering the Dao with Talismans

"Kill!"

Amid the expansive snow-capped peaks, the roars of combat thundered relentlessly.

Numerous silhouettes stood guard over spotless ice strongholds, relentlessly fending off the horde of demonic beasts pouring forth from the Great Snow Mountain.

Yet this beast tide proved far more ferocious than anticipated.

As multiple Demon Kings launched assault after assault, the Xuanbing Castle—bolstered by layers of protective arrays—saw its defenses shatter one after another.

Boom!

With the downfall of yet one more ice bastion, the adjacent pair of fortifications tumbled down as well.

This triggered a domino effect from the linked arrays.

The fact that a band of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement Stage cultivators could hold back such a beast tide stemmed solely from the arrays' formidable power.

However, should a key array node break, the resulting backlash would hit even harder.

Gu Xiaorou and her fellow sisters had no choice but to fall back, their gazes filled with hopelessness as they eyed the enormous Frostwolf King that had smashed through the ice fortress.

A bewildered sister next to her inquired, "Where are the mentors? Why haven't they stepped in yet?"

Gu Xiaorou clenched her teeth in reply, "They suffered heavy wounds during the Yu Ding Sword Sect's expedition into the Sky-reaching Secret Realm and lack the power to help now; we're on our own!"

Even as she uttered those words, she pressed a talisman against her body and, defying her sisters' shocked cries, surged forward instead of pulling away, hurtling directly at the Frostwolf King.

Vast quantities of Heaven and Earth Qi gathered drawn by the Profound Ice Talisman, rushing toward her and making her presence swell without pause.

The sight evoked the image of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator harnessing Heaven and Earth Qi.

Still, the Frostwolf King cast her only a scornful look.

A single swipe!

Thud!

Gu Xiaorou flew back with the same speed she'd approached.

She rolled like a tumbling weed over the icy, piercing terrain.

Once she came to a halt at last, a gush of blood escaped her lips uncontrollably.

Pfft!

At that instant, despair flickered across the young woman's eyes too.

The disparity loomed insurmountably vast; absent Golden Core cultivators, standing against a Third-Order Demon King was utterly out of the question.

What's more, this was only one Frostwolf King.

Across the nearby field of battle, a Seven-Ring Snow Python stirred up gales of frost, while a Cross-striped Snowy Owl circled overhead.

Each ranked as a Third-Order Demon King on par with the Golden Core Period; stripped of array support, the weaker female cultivators from the ice fortress stood no chance whatsoever.

"Is this truly the end?"

Without warning, the image of the steadiest ally surfaced in Gu Xiaorou's thoughts.

"Senior Sister, where are you?"

Right then!

Sword gleam erupted from Tianshan.

A dazzling sword beam shot across a thousand li in a blink, slamming into the Frostwolf King with a frosty edge as terror gripped it.

Gu Xiaorou stared in shock.

Soon after, a well-known silhouette materialized slowly in front of her.

"Senior Sister Cang Long?"

The woman kept her back turned, her eyes fixed on the far-off skyline.

At her side, the hulking body of the Frostwolf King slumped over, while in the distance the Seven-Ring Snow Python whipped up blizzard winds, and above, a Cross-striped Snowy Owl folded its razor-like wings, diving in like deadly blades.

Her face stayed composed as she called forth the flying sword anew, targeting the Cross-striped Snowy Owl King.

As for the berserk Seven-Ring Snow Python, she appeared to disregard it entirely.

Gu Xiaorou pushed herself upright with effort, crying out, "Senior Sister, watch out!"

The very next instant, an object materialized in Cang Long's grasp, shaped like a fortress or a tower.

She hurled it with immense force!

The structure grew steadily larger, climbing to nine levels tall, before smashing down with brutal might.

Boom!

The fearsome Seven-Ring Snow Python met its end in a flash, crushed flat beneath the nine-tiered ice castle.

The Cross-striped Snowy Owl King up in the air let out a shriek before beating its wings frantically and bolting away.

In mere moments, the trio of Great Snow Mountain Demon Kings spearheading the beast tide suffered one slain, one crushed, and one in panicked retreat.

The dire threat dissolved with ease.

Deprived of their commanders, swarms of lesser demonic beasts scattered in terror, fleeing with tails tucked.

Only now did Cang Long pivot, offering the girl a warm smile.

"Sister Little Rou, how did you get into such a sorry state!"

Gu Xiaorou's small mouth fell open in astonishment, and she asked in disbelief, "Senior Sister, have you advanced to the Golden Core Period?"

Cang Long curved her lips in a gentle smile, beckoned the bloodied flying sword back with a gesture, and with a quick clean, restored its pristine shine.

"How else could I fell a Demon King without hitting the Golden Core Period?"

Gu Xiaorou gulped, suspecting her senior sister's Golden Core achievement went far beyond the ordinary.

Right from the start of her breakthrough, this level of devastating might—casually deploying two magic treasures—hinted at an extraordinarily potent Divine Soul foundation, outshining even the uncles and elders she'd witnessed in the past.

Besides, unless her eyes deceived her, that nine-story ice castle was none other than the sect's guardian treasure, the Moonlight Ice Castle!

At what point had the master passed this to her senior sister?

Cang Long skipped further chit-chat, telling her to tend to her wounds, then strode through the fray, quelling the remaining clashes.

Gu Xiaorou dragged herself to a nearby wall for support, assessing her wounds.

A soft, captivating voice rang out close by.

"Friend Gu, your bold rush at the Frostwolf King was nothing short of inspiring!"

Gu Xiaorou glanced up to find an strikingly attractive face looming near.

If memory served, this man hailed from a subordinate ice castle clan, bearing the surname Shang?

He'd joined the defense against the beast tide as an invited ally and looked unscathed.

Gu Xiaorou shook her head, her spirits low, "It was nothing more than biting off more than I could chew."

Cultivator Shang let out a light laugh, "Charging a Third-Order Demon King while only at Middle Stage Foundation Establishment? That's bravery worth commending."

His encouragement stirred a flicker of warmth in Gu Xiaorou's chest.

In truth, back then she hadn't paused to consider; it was pure reflex, unwilling to let her other sisters confront the Demon King alone, that drove her to leap into action.