Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2684 - 991

Involuntarily yet inevitably, Luo Chen stepped into the array.

To stop the Hanging Temple powerhouses from interrupting Xuan Du’s breakthrough, he needed to keep these foes at bay.

Alone, he faced off against the thirty-six monks!

As soon as he entered the array, Luo Chen brandished his longsword, unleashing complex sword lights.

These sword lights blazed fiercely, slicing at razor-sharp angles and towering massively. Yet every strike vanished silently, like a rock dropped into the ocean depths.

Luo Chen showed no shock at this; he appeared to have anticipated it fully.

"Just as I thought!"

"That ordinary person earlier blocked my full-powered slash; it was no illusion."

"In this Arhat Formation’s pull, the thirty-six individuals look positioned separately in four directions, but truly they fuse as one. They share prosperity and suffering alike; every action equals the combined cultivation of all thirty-six."

"If that’s how it works..."

Luo Chen’s eyes flared wide, his pupils spinning at high speed.

Suddenly!

The white-robed figure shot forward like lightning, lunging toward the northeast corner.

His velocity stunned, nearly impossible to track.

But the instant after, thunderous clashes of metal echoed loudly.

A massive precept sword halted the Yuan Tu Sword right in its path.

It was the Precepts Institute head!

Luo Chen gave a faint smile, pulled back, then struck at another spot.

The Precepts Institute head eyed the deep gash on his precept sword.

"What a superb demon sword!"

Half in admiration and half in fury at Luo Chen’s probing strikes, he remained unperturbed.

Believing he could shatter the whole by targeting weak points—how simple did he think it was?

Sure enough!

Regardless of Luo Chen’s elaborate movement skills or his dragon-like agility, every assault got blocked by one of the Eight Court Masters at Great Cultivator level, who shifted across the array to confront him directly.

From the Eight Court Masters, excluding those holding the Prajna Hall and Dharma Hall in check, the remaining six masters fully merged into the array themselves.

Luo Chen seemed to target vulnerabilities, but actually, he clashed head-on with the mightiest spots each time.

Furthermore, these spots wielded not just Great Cultivator strength but could swiftly summon the full might of the Thirty-Six Arhat Array.

Breaking through proved immensely tough for Luo Chen!

From outside, the Great Brahma Prince observed the battle and sighed regretfully, shaking his head.

"No matter Luo Chen’s strength, he’s far too arrogant in the end."

Meanwhile, at the entrance, the Nascent Soul Old Monsters who trailed him inside curbed their schemes upon seeing the array’s terrifying power.

Against such an elite formation, they dared not exploit chaos or snatch advantages.

Yet they marveled at Luo Chen’s freedom within the array, launching strikes repeatedly without restraint.

"Is that the Alchemy Sect’s Luo Chen?"

"I consider my Qi Power mighty enough, but an array with dozens of Nascent Souls would bog me down completely—how does Luo Chen seem so at ease?"

"Why keep calling him Alchemy Sect? Didn’t you hear Hanging Temple monks name him Mo Luo?"

"Mo Luo? The demon path’s fallen Luo Chen, or the great demon shattering dao and virtues?"

"Likely both!"

"A demon path titan like this, and he’ll get contained before unleashing his true power."

Though Luo Chen hadn’t visibly lost ground, the onlookers held little hope for him.

Their assessment had solid basis.

Trapped inside the Arhat Formation, Luo Chen found no escape.

Moreover, the array operated far from peak capacity; its full strength remained untapped, and the two Eight Sects masters hadn’t committed yet.

Right then, the white-faced monk and Prajna Hall leader eyed the array’s interior with steady calm.

"He can’t cause real trouble. Huineng, get ready to join me against Xuan Du!"

Dharma Hall head nodded in agreement.

They anchored the array, serving as primary force versus Master Xuan Du.

Luo Chen’s sudden intervention surprised them mildly, but stayed within grasp.

However, the white-faced monk’s face shifted abruptly next.

A shocking change erupted inside the array!

As Luo Chen assaulted the Arhat Hall head, his figure morphed into scattering sparks, reappearing elsewhere to thrust at the Heart Zen Institute head.

In that exchange, Luo Chen’s footwork twisted oddly, landing before an Early Nascent Soul Stage monk, where he unleashed a powerful palm blast.

These rapid shifts in position left defenses reeling.

Should he land it, the Thirty-Six Arhat Array would instantly develop a critical gap.

Boom!

Palms collided explosively, whipping up raging gales that hurled Luo Chen backward with raw power.

Dharma Hall head plunged into the array personally, robes whipping wildly, his withdrawn right hand gleaming golden.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three phantom shades faded in the air, unveiling Luo Chen’s real body at last.

His left hand gripped the longsword in reverse hold, while his right pressed the emptiness to quell the howling winds.

He stared at the broad-faced, large-eared monk and the pale-faced one, lips curving upward faintly.

"Without committing full power, this array cannot contain me!"

Prajna Hall head’s face grew somewhat grave.

He never foresaw Luo Chen’s profound array mastery or his superb combat prowess.

Under the triple feint assault, the once-perfect Arhat Array revealed a vulnerability.

Dharma Hall head remarked, "Arrays are static, but cultivators live and adapt. Through fake strikes, he forced constant power shifts in the array, exposing gaps mid-transfer. With only Six Court Masters, responses come too slow."

Hearing this mid-air, Luo Chen couldn’t help admiring the Dharma Hall old monk.