Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2691 - 993: Xuan Du Preaches the Dao, Third Ascent to Cangwu (Part 2)

In a single clash, as many as twenty elite monks perished directly by his hand, including the Tuluo Crowd's leader, a mighty powerhouse from Mosen.

The title 'Three-headed Demon Luo' began to echo across the land in the years ahead.

However, its influence hadn't fully taken hold yet, with all eyes fixed on the Hanging Temple.

The Glazed Pure Land had appeared beyond the Cui Lan Screen!

Freshly advanced Arhat Master Xuan Du confronted his senior brother Mahakala, determined to seal the gate!

…

'Can he pull it off?'

Qing Shuang, who was gradually drawing on the Peacock Buddha Mother statue's power to ignite the teleportation array, halted briefly upon hearing the question from behind.

'Do you want him to pull it off?'

'If he fails, it'll be a heroic sacrifice.' Luo Chen let out a sigh. 'If I didn't misjudge back then, Xuan Du's cultivation base is shaky, and he only has strength for one fight. Failure means total annihilation.'

Qing Shuang's lashes trembled faintly. 'And so?'

Luo Chen shrugged. 'So of course, I hope he succeeds. After all, we indirectly dumped such huge trouble on Mahakala. Should Xuan Du fall, Mahakala might hunt us down later.'

Qing Shuang responded coolly, 'I'm not scared.'

Leaning on Cangwu Mountain—a Holy Land in its own right—she genuinely held no fear for Mahakala.

Luo Chen said helplessly, 'You're fearless, but I am! He's a Divine Transformation powerhouse; if he shows up at our door, what then? Besides, you and I are bound by life and death now—can't you hope for my good fortune?'

Qing Shuang's lips arched into a delicate curve. 'Once we save my sister, I'll have her dissolve the Life and Death Gu.'

Luo Chen pretended nonchalance. 'Let her give it a shot! Though the Life and Death Gu is merely Fourth Order, once linked, it won't break unless we both reach God Transformation Realm.'

Qing Shuang went quiet at his words.

The once chilly and still temple grew even more hushed, filled only with the gradual whir of the Peacock Buddha statue.

Suddenly.

'Are you wary of my sister?'

Luo Chen laughed lightly. 'From the way you put it, who wouldn't dread the Qi Xia Emperor?'

Qing Shuang pressed her hand to her chest, stating coldly, 'Back in Sand Trap Valley Cave Mansion, we seemed locked in a do-or-die standoff, but really, I could only grievously wound you while you could shatter my heart. The Nether Soul Pearl relies on the fleshly body; if I died, my Divine Soul would flicker like a dying flame. You could've slain me then but held back, offering those tough-yet-fair terms instead. You feared my sister!'

Now Luo Chen fell silent.

Because Qing Shuang spoke true.

Having seen the Qi Xia Emperor charge Soulbreak Cliff at great risk to rescue her, it was clear Qing Shuang mattered deeply to the Qi Xia Emperor—far beyond mere show.

Unsure if the Qi Xia Emperor lived, he dared not end Qing Shuang.

After beholding the Qi Xia Emperor's annihilation of Mingyuan Sect in that clash, Luo Chen harbored an unshakable conviction: this fiend was invincible.

He refused to stir such a foe.

And Qing Shuang, teetering on madness then, posed constant threats.

Only a pact of mutual assured destruction allowed forging the life-and-death link. Thus, even if the Qi Xia Emperor survived, she wouldn't slay him over his Soulbreak Cliff betrayal.

Qing Shuang said nothing more amid Luo Chen's quiet.

She merely gazed intently at Luo Chen before firing up the teleportation array.

As radiant light quivered, the pair stepped inside wordlessly and disappeared in a flash.

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Eastern Wasteland!

Cangwu Mountain!

Former sacred ground of the Yu Race, now the Million Mountains' only Demon Clan Holy Land.

Yet against expectations, after a decade, it grew ever more barren and forlorn.

No longer did swarms of birds wheel through the skies.

Amid the peaks, plants yellowed and faded, as though vitality itself ebbed away.

Still, the three grand palaces loomed majestically.

Suddenly!

A pillar of light erupted from Zhukong Hall's site.

Multiple mighty auras detected it, sweeping Divine Consciousness over.

'Has Day Sky Palace Master come back?'

Figures streaked from their abodes toward Zhukong Hall, only to be halted outside by a formidable barrier, left to wait in stillness.

Far below.

A strand of azure mist curled above the vast teleportation array.

Luo Chen eyed the floor in confusion.

'Why's this section wrecked?'

Qing Shuang stepped down from the dais, clarifying as she went. 'When Xuan Du expelled us, the Buddha Mother Temple's teleport site stood exposed. To avert chaos, severing both arrays first was wisest.'

With that, she glanced back at Luo Chen.

'I picked that up from you.'

Luo Chen stood dumbfounded. She meant his move at the North Sea teleport hub, no doubt.

To this day, a chunk of that North Sea array lingered in his storage pouch.

Yet from the Qi Xia Emperor's later return to Cangwu Mountain, the North Sea array must've been fixed.

Who knew she still recalled it.

He flashed an uneasy grin, descended the platform, and headed out.

One after the other, they emerged, evoking Qing Shuang's prior 'invitation' of Luo Chen to Cangwu Mountain.

But now, under these skies, all had shifted.

Soon they hovered over Zhukong Hall.

The hall's formation parted, admitting a soaring figure.

'Qing Shuang, I knew you lived!'

At the voice, Qing Shuang's face softened into a faint smile.

'You Quan…'

Before she could respond fully, You Quan spotted the nearby man and cried out.

'Luo Chen!'

Fury exploded from You Quan instantly.

'Seize him!'

A form turned to lightning, hurtling through the air from beyond the hall.

Luo Chen's brows knit; he thrust out a palm, unleashing a colossal hand imprint.

In perfect quiet, the bolt arrived swift and fled swifter.

You Quan gaped, staring at Luo Chen in shock.

Only then did Qing Shuang interject. 'You Quan, stand down.'

You Quan spat bitterly, 'That two-faced villain! Even beyond Cangwu Mountain, I'd hunt him down—let alone with him standing here.'

Luo Chen arched a brow. 'Two-faced villain? What's that supposed to mean?'

You Quan sneered icily. 'At Soulbreak Cliff, didn't you turn traitor against Lord Yuan Jun and Qing Shuang? Think no one knows?'

'Where'd that rumor start?'

Not Luo Chen, but Qing Shuang posed the query.

Meeting Qing Shuang's faintly expectant eyes, You Quan drew a heavy breath. 'It came straight from Central Continent's Tianyuan Daoist Sect Liancheng Master, and word's blanketed the whole Eastern Wasteland.'

Her face drained of color at once.

If Liancheng lived, then her sister…

But ere dark thoughts deepened, You Quan hastened with glad tidings.

'Lord Yuan Jun came back ages ago, so fret not.'

Joy chased grief across Qing Shuang's features; she bolted from Zhukong Hall without pause, streaking toward Tongxuan Hall.

Within the hall, Luo Chen's expression flickered at news of the Qi Xia Emperor's return.

Seeing You Quan's glare unabated, Luo Chen offered a wry smile. 'The matter's intricate, not quick to unpack. Simply put, I've endured woes and faced misconceptions. Why so hostile, Master You Quan?'

'Woes? Misconceptions? Hostile!' You Quan scoffed frostily. 'If it's too much for now, then stick around and make it clear!'

As he spoke, silhouettes materialized one by one at Zhukong Hall's entrance.

Familiar He Qingzi appeared, alongside unknown Nascent Soul demon cultivators.

Heavy footfalls rang out as furious Lei Yu strode in.

He was the one Luo Chen had repelled with one palm.

Lei Yu never dreamed his ambush would backfire so utterly—a blow to his lofty pride.

And against Luo Chen, no less!

Lei Yu fixed Luo Chen with a murderous stare, aura surging, lightning crackling wildly, primed to strike.

Surrounded by such mighty adversaries, Luo Chen stayed calm. He sighed. 'If it were as you believe, why return alongside Qing Shuang Palace Lord?'

You Quan paused.

Then, a vast divine sense descended from emptiness.

Demon cultivators dropped to their knees as one.

'Hail, Lord Yuan Jun!'

Luo Chen's face shifted; he bowed deeply. 'Hail, Lord Yuan Jun.'

The divine sense lingered on Luo Chen before withdrawing.

In that instant, sweat beaded on Luo Chen's brow.

For a body refiner like him, such a feat was inconceivable—testament to the Qi Xia Emperor's crushing might.

Once the sense departed, You Quan, seemingly instructed, eyed Luo Chen with mixed feelings.

'Follow me, then!'