Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2573 - 946: Sumeru Mountain

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The cultivators whispered about the black-armored Qi Tian, speculating he was the legendary body refiner Ba Xiu who had bested Nascent Soul experts of the Shadow Light Sect. As tension mounted between Qi Tian and Ning Yuzhuo, Zheng Guan Daoist intervened, severing their standoff and warning against violence beyond the city into Mi Realm Mountain. Inside Chengjun Hall, a vortex-like Sumeru Passage awaited, its spatial rifts stabilized by arrays; while others accepted protective shields, Qi Tian stepped in unprotected, navigating the chaotic energies with heightened senses and robust physique to reach the other side.

"So, how could I let slip this chance to feel it firsthand?"

Whispering to himself, Luo Chen concentrated his focus completely.

...

Within the Xumi Pavilion.

A Daoist clad in purple robes sat cross-legged inside, his face expressionless.

But deep in his mind, excitement bubbled.

"I’m curious how many fellow cultivators will rally to the Zombie Alliance this round, banding together against the Gate of Life and Death?"

"I truly hope some powerhouses show up, instead of the usual swarm of weaklings."

In the outside realm, those lofty Nascent Soul True Masters were dismissed as mere weaklings by this man, a truly astonishing claim.

Yet, he absolutely possessed the qualifications to declare it.

As the Supreme Elder of the Purple Blood Sect, at the Fifth Level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and having slain a Nascent Soul True Master from the Gate of Life and Death with his own hands, these feats let him disdainfully look down on typical Nascent Soul True Masters.

On this occasion, his presence was to welcome the arriving cultivators, far from a mere duty, but rather to strike fear into them.

The reputation of the Purple Robe Marquis remained fearsome across the South Border.

While these thoughts swirled in his head, a disturbance rippled through the Xumi Pavilion.

Wave after wave of ripples gradually expanded across the entire area.

The Purple Robe Marquis lifted his gaze, murmuring, "Are they here now?"

In the instant that followed!

The ripples surged into massive waves, surging outward in every direction.

The Purple Robe Marquis’s face shifted subtly, and he muttered a curse, "What mess is Zheng Guan stirring up to create all this chaos?"

Still swearing, he hastily pulled back.

Such intense spatial turbulence wasn’t something he’d risk facing head-on.

Abruptly.

A silhouette twisted out from the swirling vortex.

Boom!

The silhouette crashed onto the floor like a falling star, ignoring the ripples trailing behind.

Eyes gleaming with golden radiance first scanned the Purple Robe Marquis, then shifted upward toward the mountainside.

"Could this be Sumeru Mountain?"

The view ahead wasn’t overly grand, yet it carried a clever intricacy.

Still, through its many layers, it felt as if endless worlds overlapped there.

This indicated the folding of spaces!

Trailing him, the Purple Robe Marquis’s eyes narrowed sharply as he bellowed, "Who dares to barge into Mi Realm Mountain by force?"

"Barge in by force?"

Luo Chen let out a soft laugh.

Before he could offer any words, faint spatial ripples started emanating from behind him.

Soon, one figure after another materialized.

Daoist Zheng Guan, right after touching down, turned his gaze straight to Luo Chen.

"Friend Qi, are you okay?"

The rest cast curious looks as well.

Noticing Luo Chen stood totally unscathed, they each drew in a deep gasp.

Though shielded by Zheng Guan’s Magic Item, they had safely crossed the Sumeru Passage, but the ever-present peril inside lingered in their senses.

One could easily picture the heavy toll of navigating the Sumeru Passage without a special treasure’s safeguard.

Nobody had foreseen Luo Chen appearing without a single scratch.

It was only then that the Purple Robe Marquis understood Luo Chen hadn’t broken in forcibly, but simply arrived ahead of the group.

This insight deepened his astonishment further.

"Zheng Guan, who exactly is this fellow?"

At the sound of that tone, the group finally directed their attention to the purple-robed Daoist.

Upon recognition, several cried out in surprise.

"It’s the Purple Robe Marquis!"

The mighty sect from the South Border, Supreme Elder of the Purple Blood Sect!

An identity like that inevitably drew waves of shock.

Had a powerhouse of this caliber secretly aligned with the Evil Mountain Stiff Alliance?

But the Purple Robe Marquis paid no heed to their awe.

His sole concern was identifying this man who had pierced through spatial chaos, depending solely on his bodily might.

"He goes by Ba Xiu Qi Tian!"

Zheng Guan provided the introduction.

The Purple Robe Marquis arched a brow, a spark of intensity breaking through his stoic features.

Here was a true powerhouse, a fitting rival!

However, Luo Chen paid him no mind at all, already advancing toward Sumeru Mountain.