Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2553 - 938: All of You, Come at Me! (Part 2)

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Luo Chen confronted the white-robed monk, who revealed his secular name as Ning Yuzhuo, stirring memories of a long-suppressed demonic cultivator from the North Sea. As thunderous winds erupted, Luo Chen unleashed a devastating Thunder Kick, only for it to be repelled by the monk's protective Golden Bell, shaking the earth for miles. Undeterred, Ning Yuzhuo countered with a blade strike laced with devilish whispers and divine chants, but Luo Chen shattered the assault with raw Origin Force, forcing the monk back and drawing blood. With unyielding confidence, Luo Chen then challenged the remaining enemies—Feng Bu Yan and his allies—to attack him all at once, defending Master Ming Lei's cultivation ground.

Feng Bu Yan's face twisted with astonishment and hesitation, his eyes darting between the bitter Yang Daoist and Ning Yuzhuo, around whom Demonic Qi churned wildly.

Abruptly, a voice boomed out.

"Neither fighting nor retreating—what's the point of this!"

Thunderous like a storm, the voice jolted the souls of everyone nearby.

This roar sent over ten thousand Feng Family disciples tumbling down, their minds reeling in dizziness and confusion.

Feng Bu Yan shuddered from head to toe. "Enough!"

Yang Daoist stared in disbelief. "Brother Feng, he's only one man. If we three strike together, defeat isn't guaranteed!"

Ning Yuzhuo stayed quiet, raging Demonic Qi cloaking his white robes, while he steadily hoisted the long blade in his grasp upward.

Feng Bu Yan let out a deep sigh. "It's impossible—retreat!"

With those words, he swiftly withdrew from the Wind and Thunder Gorge.

Yang Daoist gripped his splintered wooden staff, burning with reluctance.

Yet Luo Chen's piercing stare forced him to look aside, too timid to hold the gaze.

Buddha Energy surged back over Ning Yuzhuo, quelling a large portion of the Demonic Qi, as the blade slipped into its sheath amid some reluctance.

At the Wind and Thunder Gorge entrance, Master Ming Lei eagerly approached Luo Chen, his features lit with an instinctive sycophantic grin.

"Brother Qi, thank you!"

Luo Chen brushed it off with a wave. "Don't rush the thanks. Scaring them off this time is just a short fix. What if they plot again once I'm gone—how will you deal with it?"

Master Ming Lei paused in shock for a beat.

Quickly, he caught the weight of this vital juncture.

"We need to seal a pact and form a non-aggression alliance. Plus, Wind and Thunder Gorge must fall under my—our—nominal ownership!"

Luo Chen smirked faintly. "Our?"

Master Ming Lei answered without hesitation. "Of course, Brother Qi. As one of the Thirty-Six Cave Masters of Wind and Thunder Gorge, you naturally claim a portion here."

Luo Chen jabbed a finger skyward. "Dividing territory in the Nascent Soul Domain demands reporting to the Holy Land Life and Death Gate, doesn't it?"

"That was true before, but now..." Master Ming Lei shook his head. "I have no idea what's happening at the Life and Death Gate, but they're buried in their own chaos to fuss over little matters like this."

Doubt flickered in Luo Chen's heart, sparking intense curiosity about the chaos engulfing the Holy Land Life and Death Gate.

His face, however, stayed serene and steady.

"Fine then, Friend—carry on with the talks!"

Master Ming Lei saluted with cupped hands and hurried away in delight.

Far away, the Feng Family forces, who marched out brimming with zeal only to crawl back in shame, sulked in defeat.

No soul anticipated this epic assault concluding so flatly and without fanfare.

Rank-and-file cultivators puzzled over who had truly seized the advantage in the end.

All they grasped was that after a fleeting clash, their Supreme Elder had yielded.

The blow to their fighting spirit was massive and crushing.

Feng Bu Yan sensed the bitterness rippling through the ranks below, but words to soothe it escaped him.

Luo Chen's might had blindsided them all.

In that quick scuffle, the two summoned experts bore wounds of differing gravity.

At his advanced years, throwing himself into a life-or-death brawl might not ensure triumph—and even a small hurt could doom the Feng Family to future peril without a defender.

"Wind and Thunder Gorge isn't so remarkable; Master Ming Lei's recent Nascent Soul ascent spared him heavy toll. It's unwise to stake the clan's destiny on such odds."

"Ba Xiu Qi Tian..."

Feng Bu Yan whispered the name, his thoughts swirling with uncertainty.

Not a whisper of such a powerhouse had reached the South Border before!

Was he, much like Ning Yuzhuo, yet another formidable force hailing from the Outer Continent?

As guesses swirled in his mind, his gaze strayed to Ning Yuzhuo's chamber, where waves of Buddha Energy and Demonic Qi erupted ceaselessly, repelling all life from drawing near.

"He's lingered in the South Border scarcely more than a decade, yet his cultivation surges forward at breakneck speed—a truly brilliant spectacle."

"From today's clash, though, it seems he's beginning to undergo shifts himself."

"Should I..."

Just as the notion took root, a clansman called from beyond the door.

"Supreme Elder, a messenger bird is circling outside."

"Who dispatched it?"

"Master Ming Lei!"

Feng Bu Yan's brow furrowed as he motioned outward; soon, a swallow-like bird alighted in his palm.

After scanning its message swiftly, a icy chuckle escaped him.

"This sly fox knows how to pounce on weakness!"

Post-sneer, he nearly dismissed the overture, but his motion froze mid-way.

"With those two's power at my command, no matter Ning Yuzhuo's peculiarities, crushing him should prove simple, eh?"

...

"Senior Qi, here's your Cave Mansion!"

A Golden Core Cultivator deferentially guided Luo Chen to a somewhat dated Cave Mansion.

Luo Chen's discerning sight spotted signs of a recent former resident, freshly emptied.

Its Spirit Qi density placed it elite among Third Order spots, though shy of Fourth Order levels.

Master Ming Lei's choice for his lodging stemmed not from slight, but from true resolve to keep his word.

Luo Chen now ranked among Wind and Thunder Gorge's Thirty-Six Cave Masters!

As an outsider before, he'd borrowed space in Ming Lei Cave Mansion briefly.

But as a master at last, his own Cave Mansion was fitting.

"Senior, does this suit you?" the Golden Core Cultivator ventured carefully, eyeing Luo Chen with vast reverence.

That prior skirmish, short as it blazed, had seared itself indelibly.

Nascent Soul True Masters loomed as idols to revere already, and Luo Chen— who handily overpowered one—emerged as an absolute, untouchable titan!

Luo Chen inclined his head, somewhat content yet not thrilled.

It functioned as a mere interim shelter.

Offhandedly, he inquired, "Where's Cheng Bai?"

The Golden Core Cultivator blinked in surprise, then responded with a awkward stiffness. "Cheng Bai ventured into the Mist Wilderness hunting treasures."

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