Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2625 - 968: Great Desolate Pursuit, Moon Snatching in the Realm (Part 2)
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He chose not to employ the Flying Sword Escape Technique, opting instead to burn through his leftover Qi Power for the swiftest Fire Escape Technique at his disposal.
Splendid sparks burst forth.
When he materialized again, Luo Chen's form had already disappeared from where he stood, now positioned miles distant.
A gourd materialized in his grasp. After gulping down a mouthful, the mana waves around Luo Chen's frame spiked momentarily, followed by fresh sparks flaring up.
The velocity defied comprehension.
Yet, the looming danger in Luo Chen's heart refused to fade.
After traversing a hundred miles, he couldn't resist glancing backward.
There loomed a colossal beast, stretching thousands of feet, hunkered on the terrain, lifting its head toward the moon while unleashing a deep growl.
This creature was clad in dirt-yellow scales, boasting legs akin to celestial pillars, and a tail like an enormous mallet.
As it rose leisurely, it eclipsed the heavens and obscured the sun, sending tremors through the ground!
Swish!
A duo of spectral, emerald eyes aglow with fire fixed unerringly on Luo Chen from a hundred miles off.
Its jaws parted wide, drool cascading forth.
Then, it advanced with heavy steps!
Bang!
It broke into a charge, the landscape in its wake blurring as if retreating rapidly, while the soil appeared to propel it onward.
Every stride compressed the distance like folding inches from miles.
Every bound spanned vast territories.
The hundred-mile gap vanished in mere breaths.
An authentic Fifth-order Desolate Beast!
Such a notion flashed through Luo Chen's thoughts, prompting him without delay to veer toward the Death Gate.
Sparks continually erupted, draining his Qi Power at a frantic pace.
Suddenly, a fierce gale whipped up in his wake!
Reacting on impulse, Luo Chen spun around and thrust out his finger.
The empowered Withering and Flourishing Dao Finger manifested once more in the physical realm!
On this occasion, it wasn't a reversal of some grand technique, but the rawest shift from vital essence to lethal intent, a strike meant to kill outright.
Immense primordial Qi from heaven and earth converged, swirling into a maelstrom.
The Withering and Flourishing Dao Finger took shape from the whirlpool, aimed straight at the monstrous entity's skull trailing him.
Poof!
A bloody puncture erupted abruptly.
In the end, the Divine Capability Art delivered its potency.
Still, for a body spanning a thousand feet, this injury amounted to little.
All the same, the veteran fighter Luo Chen had anticipated as much.
Tracing the wound, the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire ignited anew.
The Netherworld Earth Dragon displayed clear dread toward this azure-white blaze, its inner blood surging out to form a watery jet that repelled the pale flames.
Furthermore, its quartet of limbs pounded the ground.
The land quaked, the surface undulating like ocean swells, surging toward Luo Chen.
Infinite yellowish glows emanated from every side.
"Escape!"
Luo Chen's gut urged him to invoke the Fire Escape Technique once more, yet inexplicably, he found himself unable to blend with the natural world.
"Is it those yellow light auras?"
A keen glint sparked in Luo Chen's gaze. With a flick, the Yuan Tu Sword found its way into his hold.
Slash!
The colossal Sword Light cleaved through without resistance.
In a single stroke, the earthen surges were rent apart.
Luo Chen leveraged the momentum to withdraw, soaring back like a drifting paper kite into the far reaches.
Once beyond the yellow light auras' enveloping field, the Fire Escape Technique reactivated.
Coming to a halt, Luo Chen ignored his exhausted Qi Power and the sluggish recharge from the Golden Wind Jade Dew Wine, straightaway channeling the pristine Mana from his Nascent Soul.
His palms danced with speed, fingers tracing fluid patterns.
His gestures ceased, sealing the mudra!
He thrust his palm rearward with force.
It was Qingyang’s Great Handprint!
Differing from the standard Qingyang’s Great Handprint, this version gleamed with radiant Golden Light and brimmed with holy flames.
Remarkably, it incorporated the Nirvana Sacred Fire!
One palm unleashed, dominating the skies and lands.
Yet Luo Chen's complexion drained of color, sparing no glance at the outcome as he pressed on with his flight.
This level of peril was a rarity for Luo Chen.
Ironically, just earlier, he had deemed his clash with Master Li Tian lacking in thrill.
Deafening blasts echoed from behind, though they lasted only an instant.
The foul odor from the Netherworld Earth Dragon's form, borne on the rushing winds, grew ever closer.
"Is this the day I face my doom?"
With that grim idea, Luo Chen steeled himself, hurling an object far ahead.
A streak of Liuguang flickered into view, momentarily freezing the Netherworld Earth Dragon's advance.
Luo Chen's spirits lifted briefly, only to plummet seconds later.
The tossed item was precisely the Life and Death Gu acquired before.
Evidently, even surrendering that treasure, the Netherworld Earth Dragon remained obsessed with pursuing him.
"I possess nothing more to forfeit; time for a desperate battle!"
Luo Chen's features contorted in savage resolve, Qi Power surging as the Nascent Soul miniature within him started to waver ethereally.
The Primordial Chaos Tripod emerged underfoot, whirling with frenzy.
The Yuan Tu Sword he clutched hummed without pause. The Sword Spirit inside appeared to grasp Luo Chen's intent, its spiritual glow intensifying, enveloping the blade in ceaseless crimson mist. As Sword Qi throbbed, subtle distortions rippled the void, suggesting a mere swing might rend the fabric of space.
"Who would have thought the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit would yield to me, and under these circumstances?"
Amid his surprise, the wild fury on Luo Chen's visage settled into serenity.
This Netherworld Earth Dragon had lurked for a millennium. Though Fifth-order, its power wasn't inevitably overwhelming.
The initial clash where the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire wounded it revealed the truth.
Its present ferocity stemmed solely from consuming an ancient Netherworld Earth Dragon's corpse.
Should he unleash his full arsenal, deploying every Magic Item at hand, defeat wasn't inevitable.
Particularly!
"The Death Gate lies nearby; if only..."
As Luo Chen contemplated all-out combat, the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit wasn't alone in detecting it.
Whoosh!
A dark gleam burst from Luo Chen's limb, circling his torso briefly before soaring aloft, charging steadfastly at the Netherworld Earth Dragon.
Luo Chen froze in shock, yelling, "What are you doing?"
The Black King’s voice boomed in reply, "Master, press on; Little Black will stall it!"
With those words, the Black King’s body swelled at an alarming rate.
Ten zhang, fifty zhang, a hundred zhang, two hundred zhang...
By the finish, it towered at five hundred zhang!