Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2612 - 963: This Sect Permits You, In Your Prime Form (Part 2)
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Chances await in the future, yet truly, trust in no one!
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A figure clad in dark armor, adorned with the Ping Mountain Crown and Jin Ling drifting through the emptiness, hovered loftily in the sky.
His gaze, resembling an endless void, peered down at the trio beneath, casually pronouncing words laced with killing intent.
“Do you intend to block my path?”
Bai Xuanjun remained silent, as bony protrusions sprouted from his frame, giving him the distant appearance of a porcupine.
Hidden Sword Tower Master Fan Wujiao slapped the sword case strapped to his back, unleashing streams of radiant sword leaves.
“Apologies, but I’ve been tasked with a duty that demands unwavering fidelity.”
Purple Robe Marquis appeared somewhat reluctant; his acquaintance with Luo Chen spanned merely a bit more than a year.
However, they had meshed well and shared a natural rapport.
Now, facing off with blades poised, this scenario went against his desires.
Yet, as Fan Wujiao pointed out, loyalty to one’s assigned charge was essential.
He let out a breath, extracting a Purple Blood Soft Sword from his belt, which hovered before him akin to serene autumn waters.
“Brother Luo, I also yearn to explore the secrets of Eastern Wasteland’s Daoist Law.”
Brother Luo?
Surprise flickered across Luo Chen’s composed expression.
“So, you’ve all uncovered my true background?”
Purple Robe Marquis noted, “The Luo Chen of Alchemy Sect achieved such legendary deeds single-handedly with one blade in Eastern Wasteland, toppling peaks and sects, only to vanish. Then, abruptly, a pinnacle cultivator of mysterious origins emerges in South Border; it’s inevitable that minds would link the pair.”
“Is that the case?” Luo Chen arched a brow, yet offered no denial.
Making the connection was simple, but confirming the identical individual proved far more challenging.
Luo Chen reflected inwardly that since arriving in South Border, he had altered his approach, suppressed his Natal Magic Item, masked his Nascent Soul Power, and donned unfamiliar garments.
The Xuan Chen Armor stood out, but it could alter its form at will.
To identify him amid such measures surely required more than mere speculation.
“Was it Master Li Tian?”
Luo Chen could pinpoint only Master Li Tian as possessing such influence.
Just like his time in Eastern Wasteland, bolstered by his Alchemy Sect position and extensive connections, uncovering details came effortlessly.
Master Li Tian’s standing in South Border matched his own.
If intent on probing, Luo Chen’s past wouldn’t stay concealed indefinitely.
Without awaiting an answer, Luo Chen touched his ear and removed an object.
Swish!
The Heavenly Stick materialized abruptly in his right grasp.
“Fine then, I must first crush you three to move forward.”
As the statement ended, he launched forward like a bolt, targeting Purple Robe Marquis with a forceful strike!
With allies, it demanded an all-out clash.
Boom!
The staff descended, unleashing a burst of violet radiance.
The Purple Blood Soft Sword wrapped around the Heavenly Stick much like a coiling snake, seeking to counter might with yielding flexibility.
However, a mere twitch from Luo Chen’s wrist caused the Purple Blood Soft Sword to disintegrate like scattered remains.
Purple Robe Marquis’s features reddened, and he stumbled backward.
As Luo Chen prepared to capitalize on the opening, a torrent of sword light rushed from the distance like a flowing stream.
Luo Chen appeared to shift minimally, executing several illusory strides in the void, gracefully navigating the sword torrent.
Witnessing this, Hidden Sword Tower Master’s eyes bulged in shock.
He commanded a thousand Sword Leaf Gu, renowned as the Thousand Leaf Sword Box.
Beneath that barrage of concentrated strikes, Luo Chen dodged with ease.
How refined was his movement technique?
“I have no alternative; I’ll deploy the sword array!”
Hidden Sword Tower Master felt inner alarm, his face grew stern, and his sword-controlling gestures shifted abruptly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Myriad sword leaves unfurled, abandoning direct assaults on Luo Chen to form a vast sword array stretching three miles wide, whirling with relentless fury.
From a distance, Bai Xuanjun’s icy visage and pale gaze prompted repeated finger flicks.
Bone spines tore through the emptiness, infiltrating the sword array to target Luo Chen.
Nevertheless, as the bone spines neared, Luo Chen mounted no deliberate guard or evasion; they collided directly with his form.
Incredibly, what transpired next defied expectations.
Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!
Every bone spine striking toward Luo Chen encountered a viscous mire, halting their advance.
Bai Xuanjun lifted a brow, “Body Protecting Qi Armor?”
With a mental command, the bone spines abandoned linear charges, opting instead for swift rotations.
In helical patterns, they pressed onward unceasingly.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The brief shield of the Body Protecting Qi Armor fractured right away.
Still, upon nearing Luo Chen, further progress eluded them.
A ring of ochre luminescence cascaded from the Ping Mountain Crown upon Luo Chen’s crown, merging with the Xuan Chen Armor to bar all bone spines externally.
Beyond that, the encircling sword leaves faced repulsion as well.
No one foresaw the staggering defensive prowess from Xuan Chen Armor united with the ancient demon Di Tian’s Ping Mountain Crown!
Right then!
“Advance!”
Purple Robe Marquis’s sharp cry echoed, as a beam of purple brilliance pierced the void, aiming directly at Luo Chen’s throat.
Did he seek to mimic the decapitation of the Golden Light Four Ancestors?
The purple gleam arrived with blinding speed, exploiting the Thousand Leaf Sword Formation and the twisting bone spines to breach Luo Chen’s barriers.
Unexpectedly, Luo Chen extended his hand suddenly and seized the Purple Blood Soft Sword.
The blade fought entrapment, twirling upward along Luo Chen’s limb.
From afar, Purple Robe Marquis yanked downward, striving to rip away Luo Chen’s arm.
But in that tug, an immense power surged back through the connection.
Regardless of how he channeled his Qi Power, the Purple Blood Soft Sword accomplished nothing.
Inside the sword array, Luo Chen assessed the chaos, sighing within.
Body Refinement truly holds immense might, surpassing in duels and raw dominance.
Yet against a collective onslaught, particularly from a Nascent Soul True Master versed in diverse distant assaults, it naturally falls short in adaptability.