Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2560 - 942: One Staff Shatters Ten Thousand Arts, Fox Grieves for Fallen Rabbit

Previously on Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster...
Luo Chen conversed with Master Ming Lei about establishing a new force in Wind and Thunder Gorge, sharing insights on acquiring essential cultivation techniques, core Gu Worms like the Shining God Gu from the Shadow Light Sect, and Spirit Stone production methods from the Evil Mountain Stiff Alliance to build a lasting legacy among rogue cultivators. Noting the unusually rich spirit qi in their provided residence, Luo Chen grew wary after Ming Lei departed, using his Red Eyes Golden Pupils to detect anomalies that could overexuberate his Nascent Soul and lead to Heaven and Earth Assimilation. To mitigate the risk, he deployed array flags, soul splits, and the Chen Yuan Immortal Mirror before cultivating with the Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra, absorbing vast Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi over several days amid concealed power surges that drew secretive observers. Awakened abruptly from a dormant haze by his safeguards, Luo Chen realized the realm's qi concentration mimicked the perilous Primordial Energy Ocean, threatening gradual assimilation.

Luo Chen whispered to himself as his mana waves slowly stabilized, turning serene.

His turbulent emotions began to ease bit by bit.

At last, he felt relaxed enough to reflect on the unusual event that had just unfolded.

During this meticulously arranged session of deep cultivation, he uncovered the reason behind the Nascent Soul's unusual vigor.

The Cultivation Room, the Spirit Vein, and the entire surrounding environment—all of it had an excessively dense level of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

Normally, this poses no issue and doesn't bother cultivators.

Yet when slipping into that peaceful cultivation trance, the practitioner gets drawn in without realizing it.

Cultivation remains a grueling and exhausting pursuit that drains both spirit and flesh, explaining why so many on The Great Dao Path falter and tumble into the ordinary realm.

But if the external Yuan Qi flows in effortlessly and one can swiftly convert Spirit Qi within, who wouldn't crave such a simple path to higher realms?

Alas, nothing comes without a price in this world.

This effortless absorption leads to a loosening of the mind, an unwitting surrender, as the forces of heaven and earth merge with the self!

Luckily, Luo Chen's Purple Mansion Barrier stood far sturdier than that of typical Nascent Soul True Masters, shielding his form even in profound cultivation.

In particular, the Chen Yuan Immortal Mirror lent its vital support!

Had it been any other person, the outcome would defy imagination!

"So, do they face the same dilemmas as well?"

Whispering aloud, Luo Chen abruptly recalled his fierce clashes with Yang Daoist, Feng Bu Yan, and their ilk.

Their prowess fell short of what their cultivation levels suggested.

Earlier, Luo Chen had chalked it up to the mediocre standards of South Border cultivators.

Now, however, it dawned on him—might this tie into the shifts occurring in heaven and earth?

As these thoughts swirled in Luo Chen's mind, his expanding Divine Consciousness at last detected the events beyond the palace.

"Heh."

A chilly snort escaped him as Luo Chen's mouth twisted into a smirk.

...

Deep within the Shadow Light Sect's territory.

A colossal lantern, spanning over a hundred zhang, radiated an eerie crimson glow.

Inside it, a figure zipped around like bolts of lightning and roaring thunder.

Its velocity was astonishing, whipping up a real commotion.

From the enveloping darkness, a voice rang out in praise.

"How long have you practiced that Flash Thunder Technique? You've already grasped it fully—truly gifted!"

"No, you relied on the Human Refining Gu method to spur on the Faceless Gu larvae, right? That's what let you pull it off."

"I wonder which poor fool became your sacrificial pawn."

Master Ming Lei stayed silent, just hunting for a chance to break free.

Still, no matter how he lunged this way and that, the lantern's scarlet radiance clung to him without mercy.

The massive lantern started contracting gradually, squeezing the room for the inner figure to maneuver.

A chill of impending doom crept into Master Ming Lei's core.

He bellowed in fury, "Lantern Master, why set upon me like this?"

Beneath the cover of night, the vivid red glow lit up Lantern Master's features, his narrowed gaze flashing with cruel malice.

"Ambush?"

"You blundered straight into my trap!"

"Did you truly believe my earlier recommendation stemmed from goodwill? It was all to drop your defenses, paving the way for my strike."

"If my cultivation hadn't gone awry midway back then, you'd never have made it back to Wind and Thunder Gorge alive!"

Muttering under his breath, he flicked out a serpentine tongue to wet his lips.

"Your hide would craft an excellent Thunder Lamp!"

Master Ming Lei seethed with anger and dread, "We've no old feuds or fresh quarrels— all for forging a Magic Item, and you pick on me?"

Lantern Master let out a sigh, "No grudges between us, yet I pursue greater aims! In that desolate Wind and Thunder Gorge, you're blind to the upheavals in heaven and earth. Lately, far too many fellow cultivators have inexplicably fallen to demonic deviations in their sessions, with no root cause uncovered. Word is, the Evil Mountain Zombie Alliance holds the key; I aim to ally with them, but they shun the feeble. One extra lantern to boost my power immensely, and they'd have to welcome me."

He let out a low laugh here.

"I failed to aid you before; you must harbor bitterness by now. Since friendship's off the table, better to squeeze every use from you."

Master Ming Lei burned with outrage!

He wasn't some useless trash!

Faced with the inescapable bind of this crimson lantern, Master Ming Lei ditched any hope of fleeing via the Flash Thunder Technique and planted his feet solidly on the ground.

As the red glow closed in from every side, he drew in a heavy breath, forming a series of Seal Gestures while his abdomen swelled swiftly.

All at once!

He blasted out a mighty gust, thrusting his palms ahead.

Lightning erupted in a blazing fury!

Vast surges of lightning exploded from his frame.

The ominous red haze, battered by this surging Power of Thunder, scattered in retreat across the expanse.

Seizing the moment, Master Ming Lei bolted away, breaking clear of the red lantern's hold.

But just as relief began to wash over him.

A verdant lamp cast a misty sheen, washing over his ashen visage.

Lantern Master advanced, Green Soul Lamp in hand, his expression laced with mock sorrow.

"Why resist in vain?"

"You're just a wandering Rogue Cultivator, forever barred from The Great Dao Path—why not serve as a spirit under my lamp and aid my rise?"

Right then, Master Ming Lei's Qi Power lay utterly spent.

He panted heavily, forcing a grim laugh, "I've slaved away for centuries in cultivation to claim this level—how does that benefit you?"

Lantern Master arched a brow, "Resist, and you won't best me. Flee, but this is the Shadow Light Sect's stronghold—where to run? Forget mutual destruction too; this Green Soul Lamp seals away Qi Power, so even blowing your Nascent Soul apart couldn't scratch me."

Finishing, he shook his head in scorn.

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