Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2608 - 961: Netherworld Mountain, Yin Yang Tomb (Part 2)
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Should he seek to uncover the origins of an unknown cultivator, no mysteries would remain hidden.
Thus, Ba Xiu Qi Tian—could he truly be Luo Chen of the Alchemy Sect?
The thoughts of everyone lingered in a haze of confusion.
Nothing linked the two in their approaches to deeds, paths of cultivation, or ways of battle, so how had they intertwined?
Meng Shentong lacked the moment to dwell on it and questioned, “Even if he hails from the Alchemy Sect, what difference does it make? He devoted immense labor to aid you in unlocking the Death Gate, so why would he betray you now and shatter his own creations?”
“I never planned to strike. Had he agreed to traverse the remaining path alongside us, a favorable outcome awaited all. But he chose to depart ahead of schedule. Should he reach the Outer World and expose details of the Yin Yang Realm, how then shall we proceed?” Master Li Tian responded.
Without pausing for a reply, he continued with his perspective.
“If the information spreads, hordes of cultivators will swarm the site of the Great Power’s downfall, stirring even greater chaos. The Holy Land itself would not remain idle, for this concerns their forebear’s resting place.”
“For utmost caution, I was compelled to employ this tactic!”
“Come, delay favors no one—we must enter without further wait.”
With those words concluded, he provided no more clarifications and advanced into the Death Gate.
Underworld!
A blood-red moon loomed overhead, stark and isolated.
Distant roars of beasts echoed through the air.
However, no sign of Luo Chen appeared in the landscape.
Master Li Tian tightened his lips and whispered to himself, “This prime sustenance won’t slip away.”
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Underworld, beyond a secluded mountain hollow.
Numerous rotting beasts assembled, joined by endless skeleton zombies streaming in from every side.
Yet these peril-blind creatures milled about the hollow’s entrance, circling without purpose.
Within the mountain hollow, Luo Chen positioned himself inside the formation.
The seal on his back gradually relaxed as his Origin Force flowed steadily.
Following a full day and night, Luo Chen gradually lifted his eyelids, showing a look of ease.
“Master Li Tian’s strike came at such an exact moment!”
He pressed his chest, where the lingering dread of that palm’s impact lingered, having breached the Protective Qi Armor and jolted his inner organs.
Gu Technique? Magic Technique? Or akin to Luo Chen’s own Body Technique?
Luo Chen struggled to pinpoint it, detecting hints of all combined.
It unveiled a fragment of Master Li Tian’s hidden might, proving him far more than a typical Gu Cultivator.
This swiftly focused Luo Chen’s doubts solely on him.
“Master Li Tian serves as the Demon Heart Gu Emperor!”
Logic aside, proof absent—it stemmed from an instinct surging from his core.
From the clues offered by the man, aiming to steer suspicion elsewhere while covertly setting the Mother and Child Gu ambush, Luo Chen had long suspected him.
He simply hadn’t foreseen their assault’s impeccable timing.
Luo Chen wasn’t caught off guard; merely, activating the Death Gate had drained him excessively.
After resting a day and night, drawing on his robust regenerative powers, Luo Chen regained roughly seventy to eighty percent of his vitality.
Time to advance!
Dismantling the formation, he permitted swarms of skeleton zombies and even rotting Demon Beasts to flood the hollow.
Observing this, Luo Chen reflected deeply.
“Master Li Tian’s success in breaking free from the former Demon Heart Gu Emperor’s control might tie to his discoveries in the Yin Yang Residual Realm!”
As thoughts swirled, Sword Qi erupted from his fingertips.
Every foe in his path exploded into fragments.
Far off resounded thunderous beast cries, with formidable ghost demons lunging his way.
Luo Chen’s intent shifted, masking his full aura, fading soundlessly under the crimson moon.
Shortly after, a ghost demon towering three to four hundred meters, flesh decayed to bare skeleton, barreled into the hollow yet discovered emptiness.
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Several silhouettes darted rapidly over the expansive Underworld terrain.
Master Li Tian led at the core, soaring while briefing the others on the realm’s perils.
“The Great Power Yin Yang Zi refused to die with the Savage Beast harboring the Life and Death Gu, descending into madness prior to his end. He unleashed the Holy Land’s full might, ensnaring myriad demon beasts and testing diverse Gu Insects.”
“In the final stages, he even subjected Sect disciples to his experiments.”
“Youli Divine Monarch could no longer tolerate the Sect’s suffering under him and expelled him, directing him toward the Golden Lion Empire’s domain, where he forged the Underworld.”
“The myriad ferocious ghostly demon beasts visible today all emerged from Yin Yang Zi’s deranged pursuits.”
“Extreme vigilance is essential. Among them lurk supreme entities on par with our strength—even without reason, they prove formidable adversaries.”
No one voiced opposition to his warnings.
For in that day and night of journeying, they had already clashed with multiple challenging foes.
Apart from Master Li Tian and Hong Ye Granny, the rest had taken turns engaging threats.
Yet the endless tide overwhelmed them, and after repeated skirmishes, each person’s Qi Power had waned to differing extents.
Witnessing this strain on such an elite assembly underscored Yin Yang Zi’s frenzied legacy at death’s door.
The havoc he wrought plagued the Gate of Life and Death relentlessly.
This compelled the Gate of Life and Death to erect the Yang World atop the Underworld, erecting a vast empire to contain the Yin Yang Realm.
Even the Dragon Lion Statues guarding the exterior stood as deliberate wards against Underworld ghost demons escaping.
“Yet another formidable presence!” Master Li Tian arched a brow.
Their quiet turned toward Meng Shentong.
He remained wordless, sharing a look with Bai Xuanjun.
Bai Xuanjun stepped forward from the group, confronting the nearing danger.
It resembled a colossal ape of mountainous scale, body immense and robust, though stripped of flesh to expose pale bones.
Bai Xuanjun ascended skyward, unleashing bone spikes from his form.
Each spike striking the mountainous giant ape unleashed resounding blasts.
Master Li Tian expressed awe, “Does the White Bone Sect’s Bone Spike Gu possess such might?”
Meng Shentong chuckled, “That stems from Bai Xuanjun’s skill; standard Bone Spike Gu lacks such devastating force.”
The bone spikes indeed wrought substantial havoc.
From the instant Bai Xuanjun engaged, mere moments passed before the mountainous giant ape lay in ruins.
Soon, Bai Xuanjun rejoined them.
“It’s finished.”
His tone stayed composed, but the wild Mana Fluctuations encircling him betrayed the toll of that short confrontation.
Master Li Tian commended him, then gravely declared, “The dangers met en route are mere starters. The true trial lies within the Yin Yang Tomb!”
The group fell into stunned silence.
Yet three days onward, gazing upon the colossal peak heaped with bleached bones and teeming with ceaseless ghost demons, all drew sharp intakes of breath.
What madness had seized Yin Yang Zi in his final hours?
Ignoring their shock, Master Li Tian swiftly commanded.
“All of you, unite your strengths to guide me into Netherworld Mountain—the Yin Yang Tomb resides inside!”
They assented together, unleashing their signature arts.
Sword leaves whirled, violet radiance flared, and a hundred-meter bone colossus rose from the ground, sweeping aside barriers.
Hong Ye Granny pressed on, compass in grasp, dismantling multiple eroded formations.
Meng Shentong shadowed Master Li Tian, eradicating every ghost demon in proximity.
Qi Power ebbed at a staggering rate.
Meanwhile, their forms steadily merged into Netherworld Mountain’s heart.
Through ceaseless wails of ghosts and howls of wolves, a lone figure materialized at the mountain’s base.
“Does this mark the Great Power’s fall site?”
Luo Chen narrowed his eyes, seizing a strand of ghost demon aura and binding it to his being.
Mimicking these ghost demon auras enabled his unchallenged passage.
However, venturing into Netherworld Mountain next gave him pause.
For the mountain radiated an unsettling aura that frayed the nerves.
As if some primordial behemoth slumbered inside, poised to rouse and consume all in an instant.
Still, the doubt endured only briefly before Luo Chen plunged ahead resolutely.
“Master Li Tian, hold on—you must endure for me!”