Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2632 - 971: Crossing the South Ocean, Turbid Waves Devour Flame

"Farewell to the ascension of our ancestor!"

...

Faint echoes of the earth-shaking, ocean-thundering send-off still resonated in his ears.

Yet, as the surges under his feet slowly faded,

Luo Chen stared at this strange sea area, devoid of flying birds and wrapped in fog, stirring a vague sense of recognition.

"Could this be... the South Ocean?" Luo Chen whispered doubtfully.

Abruptly!

"Hmm..."

A low groan slipped out, and Luo Chen’s face shifted subtly.

It was only now that a deep wave of frailty suddenly surged forth.

As his Divine Consciousness scanned and he looked inward at his form, the severe state of his body revealed itself at once.

His Nascent Soul hung limp, and his Qi Power lay exhausted.

Agony throbbed in his arms, skeleton, viscera, and even each Meridian and Acupoint.

Such wounds stemmed from the prior clash in the Yin Yang Residual Realm!

During the short time with Youli Divine Monarch, those injuries had been held back by the other’s mighty Divine Power, hiding them from notice.

After departing that Cloud Sea Peak, free of outside restraint, they struck back at Luo Chen without delay.

The sole bright spot was that his leftover Origin Force had quietly grown much stronger, granting Luo Chen at least a third of his defensive strength.

Origin Force stands apart from Qi Power; Qi Power draws from outside and gathers inside. But Origin Force comes from the raw power honed in robust flesh—as long as the body endures, Origin Force flows endlessly.

The term "Origin" in Origin Force springs from the Origin Power of the flesh, suggesting endlessness.

Naturally, endless power doesn’t truly exist anywhere.

The toll of that endlessness lies in the endless drain on the body.

If pushed too far, it sharply cuts Lifespan.

On the Attribute Panel, Luo Chen’s once-strong fifteen hundred-year Lifespan had dwindled from the fights in Medicine King Realm and Yin Yang Residual Realm.

After facing those two crises firsthand, Luo Chen grew to grasp why the Path of Body Refinement faded in the Mountain and Sea Cultivation Realm.

Every fierce fight costs Lifespan—who would chase a path like that?

Without his dual practice of the Path of Qi Refinement, adding extra Lifespan, he couldn’t withstand such drain.

Breathing out stale Qi, Luo Chen also saw why Youli Divine Monarch directed him to the South Ocean.

Right now, his state hung in dire weakness.

Inside the Southern Border Cultivation World, facing mighty Nascent Soul powerhouses, surprises would probably arise.

The South Ocean, though just as spooky and perilous, posed less threat to Luo Chen’s Lifebound Magic Treasure Mix Yuan Cauldron, which clung to the faint scent of Fifth-tier Divine Gu.

"That elder truly thought of everything!"

Luo Chen voiced his respect.

Though many questions lingered in his mind, he still valued the other’s deeds.

Before ascending, he aided the Gate of Life and Death against a mighty foe.

With Tianyuan pulled back, the Evil Mountain Stiff Alliance fell apart, and the whole Southern Border Cultivation World lay weakened and hollowed out.

In that scenario, the Gate of Life and Death, with its core forces unharmed, could rally and command the entire Southern Border!

What the Dark Abyss Sect couldn’t seize, Youli Divine Monarch nearly secured in one move.

Above all, with the Yin Yang Residual Realm’s secret danger removed, the Death Gate could rejoin the Life Gate, arming the Gate of Life and Death with a full barrier.

Should Southern Border cultivators strike back at the Gate of Life and Death later, they could advance or withdraw wisely, dodging the fate of sect invasion.

"It’s a touch disappointing."

"While the Southern Border venture met its aims without hitch, the haste in arriving and leaving left too many notable souls without proper regard."

Amid his sigh, Luo Chen turned his gaze to the sea zone tinged with dim Black Fog.

Long before, right after reaching Nascent Soul, he had stumbled into this sea zone, hoping to cross to the Eastern Wasteland. Regrettably, low power and prudence kept him from pushing further.

Now, he might attempt it.

Still, for safety against surprises, some setup was wise.

With a mental nudge, Luo Chen shrugged his left shoulder.

Dark light flashed, and his Spiritual Pet materialized again.

Spotting the Black King slumped feebly on the waves, Luo Chen asked steadily, "Can you move at all?"

"Can’t move a bit!" Black King sagged its lids, murmuring weakly, "Almost torn apart completely by that huge beast."

"Quit the act; I need you to stand in for me on this trip for a spell."

As he spoke, Luo Chen truly pitied the creature.

In typical fights, a few hurts for Black King wouldn’t matter much.

Yet, since the Netherworld Earth Dragon counted as a Fifth-order Desolate Beast, and shared the Earth Element with Black King,

Enduring such a brutal blow from it surely left Black King in real discomfort.

Twisting his wrist, vibrant rays burst from the Storage Ring, all the Healing Pills Luo Chen prized.

Some he made on his own, others he gathered on purpose before the journey.

Now, skipping careful choice, he shoved a big bunch straight into Black King’s jaws.

Black King shut its eyes, gulping them down unchewed.

On top, it faked a few tough coughs.

"Master, it’s a little harsh!"

Luo Chen sighed inwardly, catching the scheme.

But recalling Black King’s bold defense of its master in the last peril, he relented no more, pulling forth another stream from the Storage Ring.

A wine jug took shape in front of him.

A potent wine scent wafted gently.

Black King lifted its sagging lids, eyes sparkling with light.

"This remains the final jar of Thousand-year-old Five Temple Immortal Brew—take it as your prize!"

"Thanks, Master, thanks so much!"

Black King threw back its head, as floods of brew spilled from the jug, swallowed in hearty gulps, its expression brimming with delight.