Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2604 - 960: Youli Divine Monarch, Why Not Show Yourself?

Between heaven and earth, a bronze door loomed in utter silence.

Striking carvings adorned its surface, showing twisted skeletons brandishing lethal claws, seemingly desperate to shatter free from the door but restrained by some unseen power.

Five individuals gathered below the door.

"Five days have passed already—why haven't Master Li Tian and Qitian come out of the array yet?" Meng Shentong demanded, his impatience clear as he strode back and forth on the spot.

Standing nearby, the Purple Robe Marquis shook his head. "Perhaps an unforeseen issue arose!"

"Hmph!"

Meng Shentong let out a soft snort; he refused to think that Master Li Tian could have met with any mishap.

That Yellow Wind Array held deep mysteries, designed to split space and block Divine Consciousness, evidently set up to confine specific beings.

For Nascent Soul True Masters like them, navigating through it posed no real challenge.

Especially since Master Li Tian had brought along the Hundred Thoughts Incense Pouch beforehand, ensuring they wouldn't stray too far.

Meng Shentong cast a look at the old woman working intently in front of the door, then halted his steps. His eyes lifted toward the massive bronze door above.

"Is this the Gate of Life and Death?"

Without glancing back, Hong Ye Granny answered, "It's not the full Gate of Life and Death—just one half, called the Death Gate that connects to the Land of Netherworld."

Meng Shentong arched a brow. "The design matches exactly the door we passed through to reach the Yin Yang Realm."

"That version was merely a copy, holding less than one percent of this door's true might."

Astonishment flickered in Meng Shentong's expression. "That impressive?"

Hong Ye Granny rose to her feet, her features tense as she faced them.

"How could it be anything less? The entire Gate of Life and Death ranks as a Spiritual Treasure!"

Spiritual Treasure!

Flames ignited in Meng Shentong's eyes; it all made sense now why the Southern Border Sacred Land defended it so fiercely, relying on a Spiritual Treasure for protection!

He ventured cautiously, "Do you think you can spot a weakness in this door and force it open?"

A pained look crossed Hong Ye Granny's face.

Right then!

The Yellow Wind at their backs suddenly dispersed.

One figure stepped out from it.

He tossed a body casually onto the ground.

All eyes turned toward the noise, and there stood the fatigued Master Li Tian.

Dusting off his hands, he approached the door while murmuring to himself, "The copy, Hong Ye could perhaps crack one or two seals, but this real Death Gate is beyond her grasp."

Master Li Tian!

The Purple Robe Marquis's attention shifted from the fallen corpse, his shock evident. "Did you take down Lion Appearance?"

Not looking back, Master Li Tian responded, "He was dead set on courting death, so I can't be faulted for striking hard. Still, that guy proved a real nuisance, hounding me for quite a while."

Silence gripped the group.

Lion Appearance's prowess was infamous across the Outer World.

Beyond his status as a Holy Land Cultivator, his Late Stage Nascent Soul realm alone struck terror into hearts.

Yet a powerhouse like him had perished so wretchedly under Master Li Tian's hand?

This famous Poison Refining Master clearly hid a fiercer side than his gentle exterior suggested; his power far exceeded that of a typical Gu Refiner.

Meng Shentong's eyes widened a fraction, locking gazes with Bai Xuanjun, who mirrored his stunned reaction.

Drawing in a steady breath, Meng Shentong questioned outright, "As per our deal, we've aided you in locating the resting spot of the Yin Yang Zi Great Power, and that concludes things. With the Great Power's resting place right behind this door, may we depart this realm now?"

Master Li Tian ran his fingers over the bronze door and chuckled. "Friend Meng, after journeying this far, you haven't so much as broken a sweat or lifted a finger. Do you really think my assistance comes so cheaply?"

Meng Shentong's expression grew rigid.

With a grin, Master Li Tian continued, "The Underworld's landscape stretches endlessly—how immense is it truly? Tales tell of Yin Yang Zi, reluctant to meet an early end, who in his final years forged the Underworld Realm atop the Spirit Treasure Death Gate, obsessively experimenting with all sorts of Gu insects to break free from the Life and Death Gu's bonds. As a result, the Underworld teems with Ghost Creatures and Demons; no average cultivator dares venture even a step inside. I require your group to guide me securely to the Yin Yang Tomb."

A instinctive dread toward the area beyond the door stirred in Meng Shentong.

"You mentioned yourself that Hong Ye can't shatter this door—so why linger here?"

"Breaking it is impossible, but pushing it open in the usual way works fine!" Master Li Tian shrugged nonchalantly. "Simply await the arrival of someone powerful enough."

Among the entrants to the Yin Yang Realm, who commanded such strength?

No thought was needed to know the answer.

A certain name rose unbidden in their thoughts.

"Qitian!"

"Where could he be?"

"Lion Appearance lashed out at Master Li Tian in rage—might Qitian have faced an assault as well?"

"Five ancestors secluded in cultivation within the Golden Lion Empire of the Yin Yang Realm; the third and fifth ventured out, the fourth met his end at the hands of me and the Hidden Sword Tower Master—could it be the Golden Lion Second Ancestor?"

"Qitian lacks knowledge of Immortal Law and suffers the array's suppression—has something gone wrong for him?"

During these murmurs, even Master Li Tian displayed a hint of concern.

Yet upon checking a particular Gu insect upon his person, reassurance washed over him.

"Qitian remains safe; just hold on a bit more."

With varied emotions churning inside, the group had no choice but to restrain their impatience and remain still in wait.

...

In the ceaseless sandstorm, golden grains swirled without end.

A dark silhouette positioned itself amid the chaos, making a simple motion that drew beams of crimson light his way, all funneling into a verdant gourd.

Thump!

Shaking the gourd lightly, Luo Chen displayed a pleased grin.

This ought to mark the final collection of Golden Dragon Lion statues in the vicinity.

Having employed the Dragon Lion Crystal Core to rouse them and dispatch each one personally, he had gathered this full gourd of Savage Beast Source Blood.

"I hope it's sufficient for nurturing the Demonheart Tree."