Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2657 - 980_2

"So, they drained too much Origin Force during that clash at the Netherworld Sea, and even they can no longer maintain the Giant Spirit True Body?"

Wiping away the blood staining his lips, Luo Chen hauled himself to his feet. A somber stillness settled in his eyes as he peered into the far distance.

Once more, the Cyan Simurgh, that legendary divine beast, beat its wings above the turbulent waves.

"Do you truly believe that I, Luo Chen, fear you? At the worst, we shall both meet our ends here!"

As Qing Shuang launched another assault, Luo Chen shaped his fingers into a sword stance, spitting out five streaks of Glint.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As the Glint manifest, Sword Qi converged instantly.

Amidst a cacophony of clashing blades, a tempest of lethal Sword Qi soared skyward, coalescing into a peerless Sword Array that stood as an impenetrable barrier.

Unable to slow its momentum, Qing Shuang plunged directly into the trap.

It was instantly battered by the relentless, slaughtering strikes of the Sword Array.

Infused with Top-Grade Nine Yang Geng Metal, this Great Five Elements Sword Formation possessed an unmatched edge.

Since Luo Chen first mastered this formation, his strikes had never once faltered.

Whether facing True Master Shenyuan or the likes of the Purple Robe Marquis, his opponents were always forced to either sacrifice their Natal Magic Items or suffer grievous wounds.

Yet, a startling sight met his eyes.

Qing Shuang waded through the Sword Array as if it were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

The constant metallic grating of blade against hide echoed through the air.

Luo Chen’s expression soured as he felt his internal Qi Power hemorrhaging at an alarming rate.

He had underestimated the beast; Qing Shuang had refined its very essence into something as resilient as a peerless divine weapon.

While the Great Five Elements Sword Formation was potent, its power was dispersed into a barrage of cross-strikes rather than a singular focal point.

Against Qing Shuang’s impenetrable, all-encompassing hide, there was simply no weakness to exploit.

"Infuriating!"

Luo Chen ground his teeth, spitting the words out like venom.

He raised his hands, and five more beams of Glint slipped into the formation, stealthily aiming to pierce the divine bird beneath the veil of Sword Qi.

Unlike the outward barrage of Sword Qi, these five glints infiltrated the beast’s body, following the flow of its own Qi Power.

Poof!

Luo Chen’s gaze turned savage. "Suppress!"

The Five Elements Suppressing Law Cones struck simultaneously, clamping down on Qing Shuang’s Qi circulation.

But Luo Chen was not finished; tapping into his formidable Divine Soul Endowment, he employed yet another gambit.

He flicked his wrist, sending a golden streak of light flying directly into the bird's cranium.

It was the True Soul Weaving Needle, a relic recovered from the Centipede Demon Emperor specifically designed to shatter the Divine Soul.

To his shock, the needle bored halfway into the bird’s skull and stopped, completely wedged.

"I refuse to believe I cannot subdue you!"

Defiance flared within him. Ignoring his dwindling Qi Power, he unleashed another attack.

A grey light spiraled out, expanding rapidly in the wind until it loomed a hundred zhang across.

Duang!

The massive cauldron descended into the void with a heavy, muffled chime.

Crimson chains erupted from the vessel, shackling Qing Shuang’s physical form, while cascades of brilliant light poured downward like a waterfall, sweeping aside the surrounding Sword Qi to entomb the beast entirely.

With his Sword Pill governing the formation, the Black Cone acting as a seal, the Golden Needle targeting the spirit, and the Primordial Chaos Tripod locking the void, Luo Chen pushed himself to his absolute limits, determined to refine Qing Shuang alive!

The consumption of Qi Power was astronomical, and Luo Chen’s breathing became ragged and shallow.

Even so, he did not relent, as the surrounding Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi seemed to shatter its own bounds, pouring into him to fuel the furnace.

Inside the formation, the Divine Bird Azure Phoenix peered through the suppression with cold, indifferent eyes, never breaking its gaze from Luo Chen.

Across the void, their eyes locked—a confrontation of sheer, biting intensity.

The mutual desire to fight until the bitter end radiated from them both.

This clash of spells had reached its zenith.

Either Luo Chen would succeed in refining the beast using his full arsenal, or Qing Shuang would shatter everything to tear apart the exhausted, hollowed-out cultivator.

The final outcome was seconds away.

... A young girl sat in a nearby tent, listening closely, her brow furrowed in uncertainty.

She blinked, casting a glance at the middle-aged man beside her.

"Brother Zhou, do you hear that?"

Zhou Mingxuan’s expression had already darkened. Without a word, he stepped out of the tent.

He looked far across the void toward the horizon.

Extending his Divine Consciousness, he summoned his guards.

"We are at the border, and we must remain vigilant against Demon Clan raids. Everyone, follow me!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Nearly a hundred figures streaked into the sky, each radiating a potent Aura.

Even the weakest among them possessed a Foundation Establishment Cultivation Level.

Their leader, Brother Zhou, was a strong practitioner at the Early Nascent Soul Stage.

Following his command, the group moved with urgency, traversing high sand dunes under the moonlight for half a day until they arrived at the spectacle.

A desolate, hellish landscape greeted them.

The earth lay shattered, with yellow sands cascading into deep, dark chasms. In several areas, the heat had fused the sand into pools of bubbling, crimson magma.

At the center of a ten-li sea of fire stood a disheveled man, his black hair whipping in the wind, his face ghastly pale as he performed Dao Law Methods.

Before him lay a terrifying formation of grinding Sword Qi and a massive, floating, grey cauldron.

They were collectively crushing a majestic, azure bird of immense proportions.

The young girl gasped, her initial shock giving way to joy.

"It seems a great demon really was attempting to break through and assault the Buddha Land. How fortunate that this senior arrived to intercept it! He looks to be struggling—we must go to his aid!"

Accustomed to such battles, the party drew their Magic Items and charged toward the magma lake.

Though Zhou Mingxuan echoed the request for aid, as they drew closer to the center of the fray, his face suddenly drained of all color.