Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2705 - 998_2

By then, ascending to Divine Transformation would occur as a matter of course.

Qing Shuang, deep in cultivation, remained utterly concentrated and undisturbed.

Suddenly!

A faint ripple stirred within her mind, accompanied by an itch across her back.

Swish!

A pair of feathered wings extended on their own accord.

Right then, the enormous true body of the Azure Phoenix materialized within the Zhukong realm.

Though Qing Shuang felt a bit startled, her natural instincts assured her this shape was preferable, so she kept it to cultivate the Jikong Flower.

During this nurturing, she realized the Jikong Flower was drawing in her Qi Power as it flourished, then bouncing back an enigmatic energy that struck her, endowing her gigantic physique with an aura of antiquity and primal essence.

The moment Qing Shuang manifested her true form, a woman in red attire slumbering in Tungxuan Hall gradually lifted her eyelids.

"True Spirit Path?"

"Why choose this route to revert to ancient times?"

"Should I intervene?"

A flicker of contemplation gleamed in her fatigued gaze, yet the red-clad woman swiftly abandoned the notion of halting it.

"So be it, her bloodline power is weak. Rapid progress also holds the hidden danger of overextending. If she can successfully return to ancient times via the True Spirit Path, perhaps there’s a glimmer of hope."

Whispering to herself, the profoundly weary red-clad woman shut her eyes once more, plunging back into deep sleep.

...

Gurgle, gurgle.

Bubbles bubbled up and sank, shadowy currents churned without cease.

In the utterly dark Abyss of Mingyuan, a dim glow pulsed steadily.

Drawing nearer, faint green flames could be seen emerging from a massive, steadfast mountain.

Every green flame pulsed with formidable might.

A careful tally revealed seven in total, surrounding a gigantic Xuan Turtle spanning hundreds of meters.

Misty vapors billowed from the Xuan Turtle, crafting a sturdy barrier that fended off the strikes from the seven green flames.

Yet the vapor shield grew ever more fragile beneath the nonstop onslaught.

Suddenly!

Whoosh!

A potent blood arrow erupted from inside the vapor barrier, streaking toward one of the green flames.

The blood arrow arrived without warning, startling the green flame's controller and shattering through instantly.

A stifled groan betrayed that the green flame's owner had taken a substantial wound.

From afar, a mocking laugh echoed, "Yan Qianji, aren’t you famed for the strongest defense among the Netherworld Forty-nine Ghost Emperors? How is it you can't fend off even a simple ambush from a Body Refiner?"

His wrinkled, old-turtle-like face twisted as Yan Qianji swept a hand across his chest; dense ghostly qi poured forth, swiftly sealing the gaping wound there.

Fury blazed within him!

Without that man's sudden emergence years prior, stamping a palm seal on him, and those ceaseless flames brimming with boundless vitality gnawing at his ghostly qi, would he ever have sunk to this level?

Not just had his fabled unbreakable defense sprung leaks, but his cultivation had ground to a halt as well.

Beneath the seething hatred lurked a trace of smugness.

"No matter, that person has departed, and these foes must serve under him. Should I consume this Xuan Turtle and harness its essence for recovery, my wounds will heal completely, and my cultivation realm will soar dramatically. At that point, I could even contend for the Ming Water Spring Eye!"

In his musings, he reflexively peered up at the summit of Yanfu Mountain.

Ghostly flames roared there, expanding relentlessly, nearly engulfing the grand hall atop the peak.

Its potency dwarfed the Seven Great Ghost Emperors below by a hundredfold!

Yan Qianji gave a cold snort and snapped, "Watch what you're doing; don't allow those two inside to slip away."

Laughter boomed nearby.

"How could we let them get away? That man's rich Qi-Blood makes the perfect blood feast. I may lack the strength to fight for the Ming Water Spring Eye, but supplementing with this blood meal could let me form a clone, shift from Yin to Yang, and tread the Great Dao Path!"

After that burst of laughter, the others chimed in one by one.

"The white python female ghost belongs to me; I need a concubine, and she's stunning!"

"I claim that Soul-Refining Flag! Regular Magic Items can't endure Ming Shui’s corruption; that Soul-Refining Flag is mine."

...

The Seven Great Ghost Emperors made no effort to hide their talk.

Quite the opposite—they boldly hurled their overwhelming Yin Soul forces at the pair shielded by the Xuan Turtle, striking over and over.

Ghostly shrieks battered the soul, disorienting words scrambled the thoughts.

Any average cultivator would already be consumed by dread in such circumstances.

However, poised atop the Xuan Turtle’s shell, Wang Yuan's face stayed impassive, as calm as a rock.

He gradually pulled back his fingers, a pensive expression appearing on his face.

Ghost Cultivators are the greatest fear for Body Refiners since they have no physical bodies, which makes it nearly impossible for fists and feet to strike true.

Yet Ghost Cultivators are also the least feared by Body Refiners, for their immense Qi-Blood stands as the supreme countermeasure in existence, on par with Divine Thunder True Fire!

Through countless fierce clashes, he had slowly uncovered ways to strike at these mighty ghost emperors.

Sky-reaching Hundred Creations prove worthless, while Thunderclap Boxing Gloves fall short.

Nevertheless, the Divine Firmness Fighting Qi cultivated within his Leakless golden body possesses tremendous power.

Blended with his Martial Arts Essence Blood and released via unique methods, it could potentially slay one of them by surprise.

"This technique..."

While Wang Yuan mulled over this, a remorseful voice echoed from behind him.

"Brother Wang Yuan, I’ve gotten you into trouble. Without my stubborn push to scale this mountain, how could we end up stuck here?"

Without turning around, Wang Yuan replied, "Don’t blame yourself. Rumors have long circulated in the Nether Abyss that control of the Ming Water Spring Eye means dominion over the entire Nether Abyss. Should they seize it, what future would remain for our Luo Tian Sect? So, even without your climb, I would have stepped up myself to seize the opportunity."