Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2647 - 977:

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Luo Chen observes as the remains of the massive Ghost Immortal Tower suddenly manifest a strange, doll-like entity that consumes soul stones before melding into Soulbreak Cliff. His search for safety becomes perilous when a White Bone Magical Boat arrives, carrying members of the powerful Tianyuan Daoist Sect. As they reveal their intent to use the location as a trap to capture the Qi Xia Emperor, Luo Chen is forced to remain in deep concealment. Trapped between the impending arrival of legendary powers and a battlefield he unwittingly entered, he must find a way to escape as the conflict draws near.

"Regret, I truly shouldn't have been lured by the temptation of that Desolate Beast Body!"

Hidden away in seclusion, Luo Chen felt a flicker of remorse that rarely ever touched his heart.

Yet, the feeling vanished as quickly as it had arrived, dismissed with disdain.

With such powerful interference, attempting to navigate the Netherworld Sea would be a suicidal endeavor.

Furthermore, he found himself pondering why the Great Powers of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect had suddenly surged here, seemingly intent on transforming this land into a slaughterhouse to ambush the Qi Xia Emperor.

Could it be that the Qi Xia Emperor had launched an overwhelming assault against the Tianyuan Daoist Sect?

The logic seemed sound enough.

However, given the sheer might of the Qi Xia Emperor—who had forced a retreat even from a being of the Divine Transformation level—what possessed the Five Elders of Tianyuan to gamble their lives in a duel to the death?

Luo Chen was baffled by the fanaticism driving their perilous strategy.

He simply understood that he was locked into a suffocating predicament.

Escape was entirely off the table.

The slightest tremor in his Qi or a careless movement, under the watchful gaze of Chun Yuan who surveyed the island from her vantage point, would surely spell his doom.

What of staying?

Should the conflict erupt, he risked being pulverized by the mere aftershocks of their combat.

"Wait!"

"Actually, there is a glimmer of a chance."

Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed, a desperate plan to escape coalescing within his thoughts.

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Life on Soul Island was an exercise in bleak, icy solitude.

Infiltrating this cursed territory was a feat in itself; escaping it was a near-impossibility.

This grim reality had been solidified by the exhaustive search conducted by the Great Power Chun Yuan.

The small strands of hope he had pinned on the upcoming battle dissolved into the depths once he realized the thoroughness of the search.

"By anchoring the battlefield on this island, we are sealed in a blood feud with the Qi Xia Emperor!"

A soft sigh escaped her lips as she pivoted, pacing toward the northern edge of Soulbreak Cliff.

She recoiled in sudden surprise at the sight of the hollowed-out, sunken stone.

Yet, that shock hardened into ice-cold aggression.

"Someone has been sheltering on this island recently!"

With that deduction, her vast Divine Perception erupted, flooding the area like a tsunami.

Her figure vaulted into the sky, weaving through the eight hundred miles of Soul Island in a relentless, sweeping patrol.

Despite the natural constraints that hindered Divine Consciousness on this island, her high-speed scanning made it impossible for any living organism to remain hidden.

And yet, after three or four frantic circuits, she found absolutely nothing.

The Great Power Chun Yuan stared pensively toward the churning, dark tides of the Netherworld Sea.

"Has the intruder already fled?"

Based on her observations, the lingering traces of the Cave Mansion were beneath the Divine Transformation level, certainly belonging to a lower tier of cultivation.

If such a creature still lurked upon Soul Island, there was no way it could evade her sensing.

Without a trace left to track, that conclusion felt like the only logical outcome.

Still, to remain cautious, the Great Power Chun Yuan refused to abandon her vigilance, soaring once more to canvas the island yet again.

As deep night enveloped the land, she returned to the side of the captive, Qing Shuang.

Even before her feet touched the ground, she caught the faint, mocking voice of the prisoner.

"So paranoid?"

The Great Power Chun Yuan disregarded the sarcasm woven into the inquiry, responding with grim gravity, "Your sister is no common threat; across the entire Mountain Sea Realm, there is scarcely any equal to her in prowess. If we wish to extinguish her, we must master the three pillars: timing, terrain, and unity of spirit."

"Owing to the dying struggle of the Three Great Ancestors of the Dark Abyss Sect, the subsequent Heavenly Tribulation that ravaged Zhongzhou has left the Earth Qi in complete disarray. In this sense, the timing does not favor her."

"It is whispered that this Soulbreak Cliff evolved from the Soul Hanging Wilderness, a place void of reason that hungers for souls. Wherever its reach extends, Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi are shackled, suppressing Divine Soul Thoughts. Moreover, as an indigenous Great Desolate entity of the Mountain Sea Realm, it has reached the Sixth Rank Refining Void Realm. Even if the Qi Xia Emperor once possessed formidable Void Refining strength, how much of that can she manifest here?"

"Lastly, we five Elders of the Tianyuan sect are prepared to immolate our lives, using you as the ultimate lure. We have the advantage of the people. This is the only window of opportunity, and the most promising chance to see her fall. I can permit no flaws in this design!"

Concluding her lecture, she cast a cold glance at Qing Shuang.

"You were captured because your cultivation suffered a minor flaw; yet, it is the minutiae that dictate whether we ascend or perish. I merely pray such foolishness does not plague my Tianyuan Daoist Sect."

Upon hearing this, the mask of serenity on Qing Shuang’s face flickered.

She knew well that if she hadn't faltered and allowed herself to be taken, this day would never have come to pass.

Even had the Tianyuan Daoist Sect sought their vengeance, they would have at most mounted an offensive on Cangwu Mountain.

In such a scenario, at least two of the three celestial advantages would have remained firmly on her sister’s side, would they not?

Plagued by regret and a distaste for idle talk, Qing Shuang fell into a haunting silence that lasted until dawn.

The Great Power Chun Yuan likewise drifted into a patient, expectant lull.

As the first light of dawn touched the horizon, her eyes sparked with sudden brilliance.

Across the horizon, a colossal Glint surged over the Netherworld Sea, steadily claiming the distance toward Soulbreak Cliff.

"They have arrived!"

Although the massive Glint moved with measured pace, it cut through the chaotic sea waves with unerring precision, drawn like a beacon to Soulbreak Cliff.

Roughly the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Glint fractured into four distinct rays, depositing its passengers upon the soft, gray shore.

Four men, each radiating a distinct inner nature, stepped into the light.

In the vanguard strode a man of immense stature, his face hidden behind a thick, bristly beard, his skin glowing with the healthy, ruddy sheen of a powerful vitality.

Upon touching land, he cast his gaze toward the summit and unleashed a booming, hearty laugh.

"Junior Sister Chun Yuan, I trust we haven't kept you waiting too long!"

High above, the Great Power Chun Yuan let out a soft, melodic chuckle, "Senior Brother Zhan, pray, make your ascent!"

Zhan Buqi belted out a laugh, sweeping his hand backward without taking his eyes off the cliff.

"Three Junior Brothers, follow me!"

In stark contrast to his boisterous confidence, an air of trepidation and melancholy clung to the others.

Tan Fengyue, clad in pristine, scholarly robes and brandishing a feather fan, possessed an elegance that belied the sorrowful, haunted glint lingering in his weary eyes.