Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2665 - 983: Master Fahai Subdues Demons, Demons and Fiends Join Forces

Within the relentless sandstorm, two silhouettes advanced steadily.

Though no magical barrier seemed to protect them, the raging sands nearby failed to touch them at all.

"I wonder when this sandstorm we unleashed will finally scatter?"

Traversing the immense sandstorm, Luo Chen felt a deep sense of regret.

Nascent Soul True Masters stand as the pinnacle existences beneath the Divine Transformation stage in this world. When they hold back, all is calm, but unleashing fully brings disasters beyond measure.

Domains like the Dead Spirit Domain and Dieyun Domain fell to ruin precisely like this.

Even though just Luo Chen and Qing Shuang fought in that clash, their techniques surpassed what seven or eight Nascent Soul True Masters could rival.

The devastation's lingering effects defied belief.

This sandstorm, spawned back then, had raged for almost ten full days already.

Far from fading, it kept growing, surging northward from the south, blanketing sky and land in a murky veil of sand and debris.

Next to him, Qing Shuang remained aloof, clutching a compass-like magic tool while furrowing her brow and tinkering with it.

Luo Chen eyed it briefly and inquired, "What is this treasure?"

Not lifting her gaze, Qing Shuang answered, "Star Positioning Disc."

"Star Positioning Disc?" Luo Chen blinked in surprise, unfamiliar with any such magic item. What he glimpsed was only a hazy star map.

Qing Shuang confirmed it, "My sister forged this treasure during her free moments. It maps the teleportation nodes from that Super Teleportation Formation atop Cangwu Mountain. I recall one or two spots in the West Desert, yet now, amid the sandstorm and my own influence..."

Her words trailed off as her brows shot up, her form starting to blur and vanish into the emptiness.

However, something disrupted her mana ripples, clashing faintly with the surrounding void.

She staggered and tumbled back out.

Meanwhile, Luo Chen moved swifter, darting dozens of yards sideways amid fading sparks.

Witnessing that, Luo Chen knit his brows and thrust his palm skyward into the void.

"Hmm!"

A stifled grunt escaped Luo Chen as immense pressure, akin to Mount Tai crushing down, forced his hand to drop.

Grasping the chance, Qing Shuang soared away from the danger.

Right as they pulled clear...

Bang!

A colossal purple bowl flipped down from above, enveloping a hundred-yard radius and almost ensnaring them both.

"Oh?"

From beyond the sandstorm rang a soft cry of astonishment, evidently shocked that the pair evaded the strike.

At once, Buddhist incantations resounded from afar, morphing into a thunderous sonic blast that scattered the nearby sandstorm entirely.

Under the vast desert expanse, countless figures encircled the parted duo from both flanks.

Luo Chen scanned them; the hundreds split clearly into groups.

One faction donned plain monastic robes, brandishing staffs and ritual blades, encircling Qing Shuang at their center.

The opposing group sported diverse attire, standard for rogue cultivators.

Taking in the sight, Luo Chen's forehead creased faintly as his divine sense flared out, pinpointing the true commanders swiftly.

Gazing through the distance, he called, "Which two fellow daoists laid this formation in ambush here?"

A booming laugh reverberated.

"Fellow Daoist, since I spoiled your demon hunt last time, I've called in Master Ci Hai of Wutai Mountain this round to compensate."

Two forms plummeted from the heavens.

One was that Human Clan Nascent Soul he'd glimpsed hastily before.

The other bore a dignified, upright visage—a tonsured monk, no doubt the Master Ci Hai summoned by this Zhou fellow Nascent Soul.

Currently, he retrieved the purple bowl.

It shrank steadily, becoming a Purple Gold Bowl grasped in his palm.

His Dharma Eyes, filled with bewilderment, fixed on Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, apparently startled by their alliance.

"I am Zhou Mingxuan, Patriarch of the Zhou Family beneath Wutai Mountain. Beside me stands Master Ci Hai of Zhenhai Temple on Wutai Mountain. Might I ask the names of you two fellow daoists?" Zhou Mingxuan's tone stayed cordial.

Luo Chen pursed his lips, first tempted to toss out a false name.

Yet in his true appearance, he opted against the hassle.

"Luo Chen."

Zhou Mingxuan paused, mulling it over intently, yet no West Desert powerhouse matched the name in his mind.

Master Ci Hai voiced his shock tentatively, "The renowned expert from the Eastern Wasteland, Luo Chen of Alchemy Sect?"

"Haha, who knew my fame reached even the West Desert," Luo Chen chuckled heartily, then affirmed with a nod.

Upon his confirmation, reverence dawned on Master Ci Hai’s features.

Nearby, Zhou Mingxuan looked baffled; Ci Hai murmured a quick explanation.

Luo Chen paid their exchange no heed, unsurprised at their knowledge of him.

Supreme Nascent Souls' fame in this world often crossed borders effortlessly.

Particularly peers in the realm kept tabs on prominent ones via sharp intel webs.

Such as North Sea's Three Great Loose Cultivators, Zhongzhou's Chess Saint, Eastern Wasteland's past Alchemy Saint Tian Douzi, and others.

Luo Chen of Alchemy Sect had now claimed the Alchemy Saint's mantle.

His intrigue now targeted the foes' bold setup.

His eyes shifted to the horde of monks around Qing Shuang and their array formations.

"What do you intend here?"

Aware of Luo Chen’s heritage, Zhou Mingxuan grew more deferential.

He declared earnestly, "I unwittingly foiled your demon-slaying plan before. Full of remorse, I brought Master Ci Hai from Wutai Mountain to assist. United as three, with our Five Directions Sea of Suffering Array ready, slaying this Demoness is guaranteed!"

Luo Chen's eyebrows tightened as he turned to Qing Shuang.

Just then, her icy stare met his in return.