Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2508 - 922: Ming Water Spring Eye, Master of the Abyss, Technique Perfection, Spirit Mechanism Emerges
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Long ago, Yanfu Mountain loomed high in the Nine Heavens, its complete form seldom witnessed by anyone.
With the Immortal Mountain now collapsed, Luo Chen finally beheld its genuine visage.
Upon initial sight, it didn't appear especially grand, falling short of the sky-piercing Central State Heaven and Earth Peak.
Regarding its wild and distinctive features, it lacked the sheer vertical rise of Mount Sky Cliff.
Still, this peak rested silently in the Abyss, radiating an immense weight, much like a colossal creature in deep slumber.
Furthermore, Yanfu Mountain stood untouched by the foulness of Ming Shui, as streams of Heaven and Earth Qi gathered from every side, swallowed up by the Array Light.
What a remarkable mountain it truly was!
Right then, yells and clamors rang out from the edges of Yanfu Mountain.
A massive surge of Ghost Qi whirled about, engulfing the area like the shades of countless spirits rising under the cover of night.
"From which corner does this young upstart hail, bold enough to compete with me, Yan Qianji, for this chance!"
"In the pursuit of knowledge, elders hold no sway; only deeds matter. We're both at the Fourth Order Ghost Emperor Realm, so why pull rank on me?"
"I, this old fellow, have walked the Ghost Cultivation path for three thousand years—back when you were lost in endless rebirths. How dare you claim equality!"
"Three thousand years, you say? I suspect most of that time was wasted in sealed-soul hibernation, like some ancient tortoise!"
The old man's gruff tone battled the woman's clear, ringing voice without pause, far beyond simple talk.
Every phrase they uttered unleashed ripples capable of seizing and confusing spirits, the deadliest ones striking straight at the foe's core Divine Soul Origin.
Ghost Cultivators had their fleshly forms ruined, no Sea of Consciousness to guard against external forces.
Their prime strength lay in the Divine Soul, yet their chief weakness was that exposed Divine Soul!
Beneath the relentless barrage, the marginally inferior Bai Meiling started to falter.
The banner she brandished grew more and more ineffective.
"Time to face your doom!"
With a roar of rage, Yan Qianji unveiled his colossal Ghost Body, slamming a brutal palm downward.
Bai Meiling's expression twisted in alarm; without delay, she shifted to her real shape, becoming a hundred-foot spectral snake, set to flee clutching the Soul-Refining Flag.
But the Ghost Body blotted out the heavens, dense Black Fog swallowing every path, offering no way out and compelling her to confront the blow directly.
"I rue the day I blindly heeded Sect Leader Li's advice!"
A flicker of remorse crossed Bai Meiling's features, though she steeled her heart.
Death might claim her here, yet the handful of disciples she'd led must escape unscathed!
"Tian Xuan, it's your turn now!"
After sending the message via Divine Consciousness Voice Transmission, she hurled the Soul-Refining Flag forward like a released bolt, slicing through the Black Fog.
At the same instant, Bai Meiling whirled around, offering herself up to the gigantic Hand Seal.
Suddenly, a blaze ignited, morphing into a rising Fire Phoenix that intercepted the Ghost Palm just ahead of Bai Meiling.
Boom!
Amid the fierce collision, Bai Meiling halted, filled with equal parts shock and joy.
She observed the rising Fire Phoenix shatter the Ghost Palm entirely, then surge ahead with fiery vigor, dispersing the thick Ghostly Fog to uncover a vast expanse of verdant Sky.
Huge swaths of Ghostly Fog recoiled, exposing Yan Qianji's actual shape.
It resembled a beast clad in thick armor, akin to a turtle.
However, its head and tail linked to plating forged from Ghost Qi, evoking a tortoise or turtle-like being.
His lethal assault blocked, Yan Qianji seethed with fury and astonishment.
"Who goes there?"
From beyond the mountain, a figure caught Bai Meiling's eager eyes, treading over rippling waves as he neared the waterless Yanfu Mountain.
Dressed in dark robes with ebony locks, his eyes like frozen depths and his stare akin to celestial lights, he commanded unavoidable awe.
It was Luo Chen!
He declared steadily, "Fellow Daoist, you boast of your seniority, yet why oppress the junior?"
Yan Qianji scoffed, "The Dark Abyss Sect confined me for ages. Even in their fall, Tian Yuan stirred us for their plots. This Yanfu Mountain serves as scant recompense now. This woman lacks manners, seeking to steal my prize—should I stand idle?"
Bai Meiling cut in hastily, "Master, we got here first. Min Longyu and Tian Xuan broke the leftover formations at the borders. This old scoundrel trailed us shamelessly and now aims to turn on us!"
Master?
Yan Qianji's brow furrowed; his mighty Divine Consciousness scanned Luo Chen thoroughly.
To him, Bai Meiling held little power, so how could she call someone master?
This implied the man possessed strength beyond expectations!
No matter how his Divine Consciousness probed, Luo Chen yielded no clues.
Only one explanation fit—that the dark-robed figure's Divine Soul prowess exceeded his!
Luo Chen's face stayed composed; after listening to Bai Meiling, he turned toward Yan Qianji.
"Fellow Daoist, all things demand order of arrival. Wouldn't you agree?"
Yan Qianji chuckled icily, "Talk means nothing; in the end, power decides all."
Luo Chen agreed with a nod, "True enough. Heaven's fortunes favor the fated, and fate... Little Bai, the Soul-Refining Flag serves more than just you—pay close attention!"
At those words, Luo Chen spread open the Soul Banner gripped in his grasp.
A horde of savage ghosts burst forth from it.
From Qi Refinement Stage to Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Core Stage... and soon, even Ghost Emperor Level beings with deer-like heads appeared.
Confronted by these spectral fiends, Yan Qianji smirked, unswayed.
Ghosts forged by the Soul-Refining Flag wandered in a stupor, devoid of thought and fear!
But the instant after!
Luo Chen enacted a Dao Law Technique, murmuring low, "Merge!"
In Yan Qianji's stunned eyes, the ghosts—regardless of might—fused as one, birthing a gigantic ferocious ghost that stretched a thousand feet tall, barreling straight at him.