Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2605 - 960: Youli Divine Monarch, Why Not Show Yourself? (Part 2)

Muttering under his breath, Luo Chen fastened the gourd to his belt, smoothed out his robe a touch, and then dashed away in the direction he selected.

Soon enough, Luo Chen emerged from the Yellow Wind Formation, with the vista ahead shifting utterly.

Suddenly, a colossal bronze gate that scraped the skies materialized in his view, its majestic form looming imposingly.

"Spiritual Treasure!"

With a single look, drawing on Luo Chen's mastery of tool casting, he at once detected the gate's remarkable quality.

But he responded without delay, exclaiming:

"The Spiritual Treasure is incomplete, lacking an Artifact Spirit?"

Beneath the gate, Master Li Tian and the rest had already readied themselves and stood in wait.

Spotting Luo Chen's arrival, they collectively exhaled in relief.

Catching his thrilled outburst, Master Li Tian's eyes sparkled, "Friend Qi, your vision is sharp, piercing the heart of this gate right away."

Luo Chen grinned, opting not to elaborate further.

He'd encountered Spiritual Treasures previously.

These were artifacts that gained their own consciousness, towering far above True Devices.

Every single one commanded forces that could shatter heavens and earth!

In particular, the Yuan Tu Sword he wielded, verging endlessly near Spirit Treasure level, had made him intimately familiar with such rare gems.

Abruptly!

He snapped back to focus and questioned, "So, Master Li Tian, is the task you have for me simply to shove this gate open?"

Master Li Tian affirmed with a firm nod, "Precisely!"

Luo Chen creased his forehead, "This gate resembles the prior portal in look, yet the challenge gap is immense—can I pull it off?"

"You must, whether possible or not!" Master Li Tian let out a breath, then meticulously outlined the details of this Death Gate for Luo Chen.

"The Gate of Life and Death comprises the Life Gate and Death Gate, initially fused to safeguard the Holy Land."

"Two thousand years back, the mighty Yin Yang Zi, refusing a wretched end, seized the Death Gate, abandoned the Holy Land, and built the Underworld within what's now the Golden Lion Empire, evading Heaven's detection. He then intensely pursued Gu Dao in the Underworld, striving to break free from the Life and Death Gu's chains."

"Yet he retained some honor, depositing the Artifact Spirit in the Life Gate to ensure the Holy Land kept its gateway safeguard."

"And this represents our sole chance!"

A Spiritual Treasure devoid of an Artifact Spirit fails to qualify as a true one.

This stands as the Death Gate's lone imperfection!

It defends only reactively, powerless to retaliate.

Luo Chen queried in bewilderment, "Why solely me? Couldn't others handle it?"

Raw bodily might serves as strength, akin to how a cultivator's vast power constitutes strength!

Still, Master Li Tian shook his head decisively, "It's not comparable; be it strikes from Techniques, thrusts via Magic Items, or unleashing Gu Dao divine might, anything hurled at the Death Gate vanishes like a clay ox into the ocean. Merely the most unadulterated physical force can budge the gate."

During his explanation, he motioned toward Purple Robe Marquis.

The latter advanced to the gate without pause.

Before the entire group, his Qi Power erupted, and the violet glow grew denser.

One palm thrust later, the bronze gate stood firm, utterly unchanged.

This sight left the assembly in awe.

Even if Purple Robe Marquis's strike fell short of his maximum effort, it remained a blow that regular Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators could scarcely endure.

Against this gate, however, it resembled a mild zephyr, unable to mar the skull etchings in the slightest.

"Should anyone desire, go ahead and test it!" Master Li Tian declared, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

Meng Shentong dismissed it with a wave, rejecting the idea outright.

Bai Xuanjun looked inclined to attempt it, but heeding his ally's counsel, he skipped the worthless endeavor.

Hong Ye Granny had tested multiple times already, with not a single array impacting this Spiritual Treasure, which left her thoroughly discouraged.

Master Li Tian at last clarified, "At first, the life and death gates merged as one, cycling life and death in perpetuity, enabling infinite renewal and neutralizing every assault—the mightiest shield across existence. Yet the Death Gate's isolation ruptured the life-death circulation, revealing the exclusive weakness. And Body Refiners alone can seize this weakness."

As he elaborated, his stare fixed sharply on Luo Chen.

"Should you force this gate open for me, the debt from the 'Hundred Poison Body Refining Technique' between us gets erased!"

"Really?" Luo Chen inquired.

Master Li Tian nodded, "Throughout the remaining Underworld path, I require no further effort from you; right after parting the Death Gate, you may exit the Yin Yang Realm straightaway."

Luo Chen's eyes flickered, and he grew quiet.

Moments passed before he stated solemnly, "En route here, I incurred heavy tolls—grant me time to recuperate and mend."

The others traded looks, remembering Master Li Tian's earlier assault by a lion shape, inferring Luo Chen had met a comparable peril.

In wordless consent, Master Li Tian ushered the party back, affording Luo Chen a serene space.

With the group gone, Luo Chen flung an array disk lightly, shielding himself inside it.

From a distance, Hong Ye Granny cast an accidental glance, her features rigidifying.

"What's wrong?" Master Li Tian queried.

Hong Ye Granny paused, "This array seems quite complex."

Master Li Tian peered over and gave a subtle nod, then observed with implication, "It matches the formation style from Zhongzhou and Eastern Wasteland; legends claim Qitian journeyed young to the Outer Continent, thus owning such items is unsurprising."

Nevertheless, inside the array, Luo Chen wasn't replenishing his Yuan Qi as professed.

His gaze roamed, summoning once more the Red Eyes Golden Pupils vision.

His Spirit Vision pair fastened on the bronze gate, probing for concealed hints.

Little by little, his thoughts submerged deeper.

The void lay broken, laced with web-like splits, foul discharge leaking through the crevices.

A scarlet moon dangled overhead, spilling chill moonbeams.

Skinless ghost heralds, standing three zhang tall, prowled the terrain.

A noosed figure, hissing wind via the neck, unleashed a guttural cry.

Innumerable grotesque bones drifted across the firmament and soil.