Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2541 - 933: Bloody Turmoil, Fleeing to the South Border (Part 2)

The underling gulped nervously and quickly added, "Furthermore, we've discovered certain remnants right in the center of the battlefield, letting us vaguely pinpoint the background of those assaulting the Five Elements Divine Sect."

"Who is it?" Shi Ju demanded.

The underling's mouth trembled, reluctant to draw any hasty judgments.

"Hmph!"

With a sharp huff, Shi Ju marched straight toward the chaos of Shenyuan Peak's battlefield.

As soon as he arrived here, a strange feeling of recognition washed over him.

This odd sense of recognition left him feeling uneasy deep down.

"It's the lingering essence of the Law’s True Intent, and it matches my own attribute perfectly—the Fire Origin!"

A true genius of the Daoist Sect, he swiftly picked up on hints about the foes who had stormed the Five Elements Divine Sect.

Once he grasped this, the contempt in Shi Ju's mind vanished in an instant.

Anyone who grasps the Law’s True Intent, no matter their cultivation level, stands as a mighty force not to be taken lightly, no matter their affiliation or origins.

Even a Rogue Cultivator would rank as an elite powerhouse on par with prodigies from Daoist Sects!

Moments later, guided by his underling, he stood before a massive crater.

From afar, it looked just like a pond brimming with rainwater.

Yet as his Divine Consciousness swept out, Shi Ju scanned the pond, his face slowly twisting into one of fury and disbelief.

A five-fingered mark, azure flames, a domineering palm strike, carrying a subtle aura of suppressing all existence.

Qingyang’s Great Handprint!

In the entire world, just one individual could unleash such a move!

"Luo Chen!!!"

A guttural snarl escaped from Shi Ju's throat.

With every syllable, blazing golden flames surged wildly, evaporating the water in the Five-finger Lake and exposing the raw dirt and stone beneath.

Nearby, the Shi Family cultivators hurriedly backed away, terrified of brushing against their Young Master's fury.

"Hu..."

Taking a long breath, Shi Ju pulled himself from his boiling anger.

"I overlooked the fierce hatred between Shenyuan and Luo Chen. I never dreamed he'd boldly show up and butcher his old rivals at such a critical time."

"I also never imagined his power would surge so rapidly, leaving even Great Cultivators unable to stand against him."

In the past, Shi Ju had been no match for Luo Chen himself.

He believed that with the Daoist Sect's vast resources and his clan's support, he'd climbed to the Middle Stage Nascent Soul in mere decades, capable of clashing briefly with Demon Emperors like Bi Zheng, fully leaving that ancient foe in the dust.

But he hadn't anticipated Luo Chen's cultivation speed to defy all expectations.

The tales were spot on—the saga of Luo Chen facing the Three Great Demon Emperors and surviving was no myth!

If this keeps going...

Amid his wrath, a cold shiver ran down his back!

That rival's talent for cultivation was truly heaven-defying, wasn't it?

He had the mightiest force in the Mountain Sea Realm and his whole clan's backing, yet he couldn't match the other's pace.

What's more!

"I recall, the Law’s True Intent he grasped back in the Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven was of the Wood Type!"

But shockingly, on this field of battle, the traces of Law’s True Intent remaining were the Fire Origin Power that Shi Ju knew so well!

How could a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator hold two True Intents at once?

If allowed to keep advancing unchecked, who would he turn to for revenge over his shattered Thunder Dao Avatar?

"Locate him for me!"

The order rang out in a voice bordering on a bellow.

As the Shi Family cultivators reeled in surprise, they sprang into action, deploying various spells to gather Luo Chen’s aura from the site.

Yet the results were slim!

Given Luo Chen’s skills, he'd erased his aura completely before departing.

While others might spot his signature from battlefield debris, directly trailing him was utterly out of reach.

The sole slip-up was probably that lingering Fire Origin Power!

Since his mastery of this Law’s True Intent was fresh, and his cultivation bounds often meant he could unleash it but not fully draw it back.

It was precisely because Shi Ju had also fathomed this Origin that he could detect it.

Watching his underlings fail to trace him, Shi Ju erupted in fury.

"A pack of useless idiots!"

Next, he soared into the air, sensing the path for a moment, then vaguely chased southward.

But shortly after starting the hunt, a message transmission pulled him back.

"Direct the Shi Family cultivators to gear up for an offensive strike against the Demon Clan!"

Stunned, Shi Ju came to a stop, his thoughts flooded with doubts.

On this occasion, the Tianyuan Daoist Sect had arrived in the Eastern Wasteland, aiming to claim this enormous land after the Dark Abyss Sect's downfall.

The East Desolate Immortal World offered plenty for the Tianyuan Daoist Sect to absorb for the moment; the Million Mountains weren't on the agenda.

Why launch an assault now?

Yet the ancestor's directive was one he dared not ignore, forcing him to head back.

Glaring toward the direction he'd sensed, Shi Ju growled under his breath.

"Count your blessings!"

With that, he wheeled around and flew off, his pace lightning-quick.

Still, if anyone had been watching, they might have caught a flicker of ease and release in that rushing beam of light.

Could the current Shi Ju really face off against Luo Chen, who had soloed an entire sect and escaped without issue?

Outsiders couldn't easily judge this, but Shi Ju had long known the truth in his core.

The chase had been nothing but an impulsive outburst in his rage, born from dread that Luo Chen would pull even further ahead someday.

During the flight back, Shi Ju slowly regained his composure.

When he reached the wreckage of the Five Elements Divine Sect, his underlings clustered near him.

"Young Master, how come you're back so soon?"

Shi Ju shot him a look, and the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator instantly knew he'd overstepped and clamped his mouth shut.

Shi Ju huffed, "The patriarch has ordered me not to delay here. What are you waiting for?"

Though the cultivator had attained the Nascent Soul Realm, his promotion was recent; he'd once been a mere servant in the Shi Family.

He answered meekly, "I heard the Daoist laws of the Five Elements Divine Sect are refined and stand out in the Eastern Wasteland. Since I've just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, I qualify to found my own sect now. I hoped to snag some Daoist laws from here to lay groundwork for starting a clan later."

"Tsk..."

Shi Ju scoffed dismissively.

Refined Daoist laws?

His Tianyuan Daoist Sect's Daoist laws were unmatched across the realm, so why chase after scraps from these minor groups?

Right as he prepared to depart, a sudden memory struck him.

Luo Chen had never boasted any notable heritage, with zero Daoist law legacy to his name.

And yet, that foe had steadily outpaced him and forged a legendary name.

Might those overlooked fringe arts hold hidden depths after all?

With a wave, he summoned it forth!

"Let me see what you've gathered!"

Caught off guard by the demand, his underling froze for a second.

Shi Ju scowled, "I only want a glance. You think I'd steal these fringe arts from you?"

The underling shook his head at once, "I'd never presume that, but we've scoured everywhere for ages, and the gains are thin. The sect's vast legacy appears to have evaporated completely."

Shi Ju paused in surprise.

He promptly suspected if Luo Chen had already swept it all away?

...

Endless miles of cloud banks, devoid of any sign.

A beam of dark radiance zipped by, whipping up gusts and mists in its wake.

Luo Chen perched in a meditative pose atop the black dragon, an elixir tucked in his mouth, silently adjusting his breathing.

Following the clash with Shenyuan, he emerged unscathed!

It appeared effortless on the surface, but the perils hidden inside were beyond what bystanders could fathom.

Be it spells, soul arts, or mastery over magical treasure true artifacts, Shenyuan ranked supreme among Great Cultivators.

Even Huang Man and Bi Zheng fell short.

But his biggest weakness lay in his fleshly form!

Back during the fight at Cangwu Mountain long ago, Shenyuan's body had been obliterated by the Nirvana Sacred Fire from Qi Xia Emperor, and the body he reformed afterward was self-crafted, failing to sync fully with his divine soul.

As a result, in fights, subtle openings always appeared.

When it came to firing off spells in a flash, Luo Chen's intent struck instantly, while Shenyuan hesitated with worries, missing that seamless flow.

For Qi Refiners yet to forge their Primordial Spirit, the body serves as a crucial shield.

Even so, Luo Chen had burned through his Qi Power and courted a realm setback to take him down, underscoring Shenyuan's formidable might.

"With the foe defeated at last, my mind can finally settle!"

Whispering to himself, Luo Chen's eyes fluttered open.

Qi Power drain couldn't be mended swiftly by mere pills.

Downing too much Golden Wind Jade Dew Wine would only harm his meridians.

The sole path to full, boundless recovery was seeking out prime spirit grounds.

Luo Chen felt no rush; with some Qi Power restored already, no average Nascent Soul Stage could threaten him.

He peered toward the endless horizon and noted, "The journey to the South Border stretches on, and the Demon Heart Gu Emperor I'm after is slippery. I have no clue where to begin."

Having crushed the heavy burden that was Shenyuan, Luo Chen now faced just one mission.

Honor his role as a father!

Track down the Demon Heart Gu Emperor, claim the Fourth-Tier Demon Heart Gu from him, and resolve Luo Lingxi's issues, allowing her to cultivate for real.

As for the Demon Heart Gu Emperor's nature—good or bad—or his willingness to hand over the Fourth-Tier Demon Heart Gu?

Luo Chen couldn't care less!

But where exactly to launch the search?

Luo Chen reflected on the letters from Tianshan True Master, Valley Immortal Feng Jiang's counsel, and the South Border intel he'd quietly amassed over time, his mood weighing down once more.

Abruptly!

The Black King's voice, brimming with eagerness to please, echoed in his ears.

"Master, I've got some fine treasures here. Care to check them out?"