Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2666 - 983: Fahai Subdues Demons, Demon and Fiend Alliance (Part 2)

Luo Chen pursed his lips faintly, paused for a brief moment, then spoke slowly, "There’s no need..."

Yet before he finished speaking, the grave-faced Master Ci Hai had already shouted out.

"All disciples, form the array, exorcise demons and subdue evil!"

"Heh!"

More than a hundred monks echoed back together.

Figures darted in a flash, circling around Qing Shuang who stood at the core.

Not ordinary monks by any means, each boasted remarkable cultivation.

Classified by Qi Refinement realms, every one reached the Golden Core Realm.

Over a hundred Golden Cores channeling an array—even a Nascent Soul would struggle to break free.

Was Qing Shuang merely an average Nascent Soul?

Obviously not!

She held her ground defiantly inside the grand formation, confronting the torrent of staff shadows without retreat, just by flicking her sleeve.

A colossal suction power erupted without warning.

Amid bursts of light, the more than a hundred monks vanished mysteriously.

This was precisely the divine ability she unleashed to crush the Luo Yun Sect’s forces earlier—Sleeve Universe!

Though this technique fell short in raw might against equals in realm, it proved unstoppable below Nascent Soul, swallowing foes endlessly.

The area cleared in a blink.

Ci Hai’s face shifted upon witnessing this.

"What a formidable demon—I’ll suppress you today! Witness my Sumeru Bowl!"

As words left his mouth, the Purple Gold Alms Bowl reappeared, expanding instantly to engulf Qing Shuang.

Spatial sealing and oppressive force radiated outward.

Inside it, Qing Shuang’s brows furrowed lightly as her form kept retreating.

This magic treasure felt oddly peculiar!

It restricted her movements severely.

Especially given her calm facade hid grave wounds, leaving only a tenth of her Qi power, further hampered by the Jikong Flower.

Troubled within and without, countering Ci Hai’s assault grew challenging.

"Master, I’ll aid you!"

Zhou Mingxuan called out bravely, urging his Flying Sword into the fight.

Assailed from both flanks, a spark of anger lit Qing Shuang’s eyes.

At some earlier instant, she’d donned a pair of gloves.

As the sword neared, she snatched it barehanded in a sudden grasp.

Zhou Mingxuan stared in shock as she pulverized it into shards.

Then with a reverse fling!

Clang clang!

Flying Sword scraps battered the Sumeru Bowl, sparking chains of metallic clashes.

Next, Qing Shuang stepped forward delicately, abandoning resistance to the Purple Gold Alms Bowl’s crushing pull, charging right in with fist aloft.

Bang!

A heavy thud boomed across the field.

To everyone’s stunned disbelief, the Sumeru Bowl hurtled away, etched with a shocking lattice of cracks.

"Puh!"

"Hng!"

Zhou Mingxuan’s Natal Magic Item shattered, forcing blood from his mouth via their spiritual bond.

Master Ci Hai’s cherished treasure cracked, leaving him badly off too.

Qing Shuang unleashed her might in rapid succession.

Array broken, treasure wrecked.

Seizing the momentum, she surged ahead.

A flawless arm thrust from the void, targeting the massive bald scalp.

Sensing the foe’s strength, Master Ci Hai stood ready, cloaked in golden glow.

Boom!

One punch sent the golden shield trembling wildly.

Qing Shuang’s silhouette flickered anew, sliding dozens of feet sideways to boot the surprised Zhou Mingxuan.

Despite activating defensive treasures, they fragmented one by one under the kick, flinging his body rag-like into the dunes.

"Clan Chief!"

"Brother Zhou!"

The surviving watchers reeled in horror at the lightning-fast events.

Qing Shuang harrumphed coldly, poised for another strike.

But one figure blocked her path already.

Qing Shuang’s eyes slitted, locking on the familiar outline.

"Are you trying to stop me?"

Luo Chen sighed, "The West Desert remains Buddhist Sect territory after all; wanton slaughter won’t help our future plans—let’s end it here!"

Qing Shuang proved reasonable, her fury ebbing away.

Eyes full of dread and shock fixed on the pair, she snorted coldly, sweeping her wide sleeve.

Whoosh!

Over a hundred monks spilled out tumbling like gourds, bewildered as if unaware of prior happenings.

"If you dare pursue again, I’ll kill!"

With that threat dropped, Qing Shuang whirled and departed.

Luo Chen offered a helpless grin, fist-saluted those behind, then dashed after her.

The breeze bore snippets of their exchange.

"Your temper grows ever fiercer!"

"If you got ambushed out of nowhere, wouldn’t you rage too?"

"Haha, true enough."

Back amid the sands, the group traded stunned looks.

Pallid Zhou Mingxuan got helped upright and shuffled to Master Ci Hai, seated in meditation to regain Qi power.

"Master, I... cough cough."

Chunks of blood erupted from his coughs; his fleshly injuries ran deeper than eyes could see.

Just from Qing Shuang’s single kick.

Struggling to speak, "My oversight—I never thought this demon, even heavily wounded, retained such power."

Master Ci Hai’s eyes opened leisurely, subtle fury gleaming within.

"Not your doing; I figured Luo Chen would side with us, yet who knew demon and monster would collude!"

Demon and monster collude!

Those four words dripped with icy menace.

Zhou Mingxuan gaped, words failing him.

He’d clearly observed a brutal human-demon clash before, but mere days later, they allied.

Though Luo Chen refrained from attacking and even shielded the lethal strike, still...

After a pause, "Luo Chen of the Alchemy Sect, as you mentioned, bears the title Demon Slayer True Master—he can’t be a Path of Demon follower, can he?"

Master Ci Hai rose unhurriedly, "His savage aura, evil qi, and bloodlust outstrip any demonic cultivator or demon clan powerhouse I’ve encountered. Mere pursuit of slaughter or life-saving might pass, but partnering with a mighty demon like Azure Phoenix—doesn’t that veer into the Path of Demon?"