Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2655 - 979: Great Desolate Awakening, Commanding the Sea and Sinking the Land (Part 3)

Famous landmarks, including the Mutian Grassland, Upper County, and the Lanyan Mountain Range, have all been devoured by the endless deep sea.

This catastrophe was wrought by a single woman.

The Demon Phoenix, Emperor Qi Xia!

The Tianyuan Daoist Sect is determined to battle her to the death!

Naturally, this is the sentiment of every cultivator in the Daoist Sect, yet very few truly possess the courage to act upon it.

After all, the Demon Phoenix’s current strength is far beyond anything they can hope to challenge.

Their only path to victory lies in tempering themselves through arduous Cultivation, aspiring to reach the God Transformation Realm before they can even contemplate a confrontation.

"But with Zhongzhou in ruins and so many spirit veins severed, can we truly hope to ascend to the God Transformation Realm?"

An elder cultivator murmured in a voice heavy with despair.

A noticeably younger junior refused to abandon hope, offering words of encouragement: "Before the Sect Master and the others departed, they issued an emergency recall. Scattered Daoist Sect cultivators are currently gathering from all corners. With our strength combined, we shall surely rise again."

The elder simply shook his head, his expression etched with profound desolation.

"You fail to grasp the reality; when faced with absolute, overwhelming individual power, numbers are merely trivial."

The young disciple opened his mouth to retort, but as his gaze drifted to the distant sea, his features contorted in sudden terror.

He trembled, extending a shaking finger toward the horizon.

"What is that?"

The elder disciple spun around abruptly, his pupils dilating as they reflected a sickly yellow light.

The vast Netherworld Sea was surging in from the south, sweeping violently across the remnants of ancient Zhongzhou.

Under the force of this world-ending tsunami, the already fractured continent appeared as fragile as shifting sand.

A solitary cliff, sharp as a colossal sword, tore through the continental plates without hesitation.

As this nameless portion of the shattered Zhongzhou sank into the abyss, the black cliff darkened, pulsing with an ever-swirling, ghostly light.

Suddenly!

"Cry!"

A piercing phoenix cry reverberated across the heavens, as a golden-red figure attempted to liberate itself from the Netherworld Sea.

However, the Soulbreak Cliff, empowered by the carnage, refused to let her escape. It woven the towering waves into spectral chains, drawing her back into the depths once more.

The Netherworld Sea surged toward the north; mountains and continents alike were pulverized into dust beneath its wake.

No living creature could evade those relentless waves, each soul consumed and assimilated into the sea.

Above, the sky churned with dark clouds and jagged lightning, persisting for months on end.

Torrential rain descended like a divine flood sent by ancient immortals to purge the world.

Long afterward, the golden radiance within the Netherworld Sea faded until it vanished entirely.

Only then did the rampaging yellow ocean begin to recede, eventually disappearing from sight along with that solitary, towering cliff that plummeted into the sea’s dark heart.

...

The burning sun hung in the sky like an open furnace, evaporating the clouds into wisps of pale mist as heat fissures spread across the horizon.

Swirling heat waves distorted the landscape, rendering the world alien and unrecognizable.

Only the occasional shadow of a vulture circling above suggested that any life remained.

From within a massive sand dune shaped like a Buddha’s prayerful hands, a sudden, rumbling tremor erupted.

The vulture’s eyes darted downward, and it swooped in, only to be pulverized into a mist of blood by a stray ripple of Sword Qi.

The sand collapsed, and two figures erupted into the sky, clashing briefly before tearing themselves apart.

"Stop!" a hoarse voice commanded, devoid of its former grace.

Not far away, a woman clad in tattered green robes appeared, her gaze burning with unyielding ferocity.

"There is no stopping now!"

She raised her hand, fingers dancing into a seal before her thin lips as she issued a sharp command.

"Manifest!"

Instantly, a frigid, unnatural wind cut through the suffocating heat.

A giant cyan simurgh emerged from the horizon, its wings beating with a brilliance that challenged the very sun.

The man exhaled, his eyes revealing a refusal to yield.

"The Netherworld Sea constrains you, but do you think it does not bind me as well?"

He slammed his palm against the earth, drawing the dense fire-attribute spiritual Qi toward him with a ferocious pull.

As his seals took form, a Fire Phoenix soared into the sky.

Opening his mouth, he exhaled a stream of golden flames that merged with the phoenix. Enhanced by this radiance, the figure became truly divine, indistinguishable from a living beast.

Taking in this sight, the giant cyan simurgh shrieked in renewed fury.

"Using the Nirvana Sacred Fire your sister bequeathed to you against me? Luo Chen, you truly deserve to perish!"