Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2614 - 964: Black Coffin Suspended Tomb, Flame Dragon Birth

High in the empty sky, a full moon dangled.

Shining like polished jade, it mirrored endless sights.

The Black Armored Cultivator's steps halted right outside the Yin Yang Tomb.

He gazed intently at the full moon, a sharp light sparking in his eyes.

In the Underworld, a red moon floated above. Initially, he believed it stemmed from some unique array, yet now it appeared to be the doing of this magical treasure.

Under the stare of red eyes with golden pupils, that full moon clearly revealed itself as a round, disk-like artifact.

The red moon effect in other places was just light bending.

Up close now, its details became clear.

A bronze disk, spanning a hundred zhang across, was covered in thick scriptures the size of clay bowls, with soft echoes of Buddha’s Praise filling the air.

The reflective surface captured every view of the Underworld, including Bai Xuanjun's uncertain figure at the Death Gate. He appeared to waver, but after looking back repeatedly toward the Underworld, he made a cruel choice, fleeing via the Death Gate and vanishing from view.

Beneath this treasure's coverage, the once creepy graveyard gained a touch of calm.

But only a touch.

Luo Chen glanced downward, and the enormous tomb, stretching ten li, seized his attention right away.

Fierce beast claws, resembling screens, rose around it.

Glittering tiles stacked in tiers.

Two lanterns dangled overhead, like signals leading folks to the Netherworld Path.

An open doorway loomed like the gaping jaws of an ancient monster, eager for prey to enter on its own.

"Are the people inside?"

Luo Chen stopped hiding his power, unleashing his immense divine consciousness like a surging wave, probing every sign in the area.

Soon, he detected a few lingering presences.

Hong Ye’s, Meng Shentong’s, and Master Li Tian’s!

"All of them are in there!"

After verifying the count, Luo Chen moved ahead to go in.

Yet in that divine consciousness scan, he spotted something fresh.

"Why does a weird aura linger?"

Luo Chen's brow furrowed; he paused at the entrance briefly, but in the end, he strode confidently into the Yin Yang Tomb.

Inside the Yin Yang Tomb, it started tight, as if traversing a tight hallway.

But when Luo Chen sped up and went deeper, the path broadened.

Eventually, it reached a hundred zhang wide on both sides, nothing like a walkway meant for humans.

And that's not all!

Swoosh...

Sword Qi shot from Luo Chen’s fingertips, striking the hallway walls and merely etching shallow white traces.

This sight was utterly astonishing.

The Sword Qi he released came from the Sword Pill in the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, its edge matching a genuine tool's Sword Pill traits.

Against that strike, most semi-true artifacts worldwide would shatter.

However, these walls resisted it somehow.

"How can this be?"

Luo Chen's face creased as he reached out to feel a wall.

To his palm, though, it wasn't solid—more flexible, in fact.

"If I struck directly with the Sword Pill, would it slice through?"

"Or even the Yuan Tu Sword?"

Right as Luo Chen nearly made his move, a shrill cry rang out from the tomb's depths.

"That’s Hong Ye!"

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow and, ignoring the walls, bolted ahead at full tilt.

In just a few breaths, the space before him burst open.

A vast underground square spread out in front of him.

The most eye-catching feature was a dark coffin, protected by a dragon's head!

It had to be the burial spot for the mighty Yin Yang Zi.

Next came the fight unfolding around the square.

Hong Ye Granny had been run through by a blade; her body lost all control, rotting away and steaming, exposing her bare bones.

It’s Corpse Rot Poison!

Thanks to Luo Chen’s fresh knowledge of poison skills, he swiftly identified the reason for Hong Ye’s bodily shifts from the visible signs.

This poison was fairly widespread in the Immortal Cultivation World.

It simply involved drawing venom from corpses.

But the more ordinary a poison is, the scarier it gets, similar to how basic cultivation methods often stem from deep ones in simplified form.

This Corpse Rot Poison, if sourced from a corpse of someone extremely strong when alive, could boost its might tremendously.

Especially against Body Refiners, where it held a shocking suppressive power.

It circulated with Qi-Blood, merging into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, four limbs, and skeleton.

Seeing this, Luo Chen’s face darkened.

"Looks like you know what it is. Too bad, that poison was meant for you from the start."

A cold voice arose from the square's middle.

Luo Chen turned to look. Master Li Tian stood in front of the black coffin, eyeing him from a distance.

At his feet sprawled a winged beast, bound by Triple Blood Shackles around its neck, waist, and ankles.

Flying Yaksha!

Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed. This was the Flying Yaksha he’d disturbed before, a top-tier among Flying Zombies, on par with a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Its tough body and resistance to spells made even typical Great Cultivators wary of crossing it.

Naturally, Luo Chen wasn’t afraid of such a being.

What jolted him was how the Yin Yang Tomb had just opened not long ago; even with fights, it shouldn’t have wrapped up this fast.

But upon arrival, Hong Ye lay critically hurt, the Yaksha subdued, with only Master Li Tian unscathed.

His strength shone through clearly.

Drawing a deep breath, Luo Chen’s gaze sharpened as he surveyed the area, settling on one spot.

"Friend Meng, why hide? Come out."

"Oh?"

"Oh!"

Two soft surprises echoed, one from Master Li Tian, the other from where Luo Chen’s eyes locked.