Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2716 - 1002:

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Deng Taiyue marveled at Luo Chen's profound Divine Soul Endowment as ghost creatures targeted him, unsettling the trailing group despite Cang Long Fairy's resilience. Luo Chen advanced toward Tianming Palace, effortlessly evading Ghost Emperor attacks with mysterious steps. Declaring ownership of Yanfu Mountain, he unleashed golden-eyed illusions to freeze and capture five Ghost Emperors with a black banner, confronting resilient foes like Mother and Child Ghost Fierce and Illusion Ghost Princess.

Luo Chen bellowed, "What do you want?"

The Illusion Ghost Princess replied in a soft voice, "Simple. The Mingyuan is destroyed, and your status here doesn’t help. We are all the same. Why don’t we wait for the Tianming Palace to open, and when the Ming Water Spring Eye is fully condensed, we will rely on our abilities, how about it?"

Luo Chen dismissed this suggestion completely.

"The same? What makes you think you can stand on equal footing with me?"

"True Master Luo, you are too arrogant!" the Mother and Child Ghost Fierce declared solemnly.

"Arrogant, yet confident!"

Luo Chen proclaimed fearlessly, his Feather Robe sleeves billowing without wind, creating a rustling whisper.

An overwhelming aura burst forth wildly, ascending toward the heavens.

Beyond that, a Nascent Soul Domain radiated from him, manifesting the Senluo Fire Domain anew.

He truly planned to confront dozens of same-level Ghost Emperors by himself!

This brazenness ignited fury within the ghost assembly.

Nascent Soul Domains exclusive to Ghost Cultivators—Ghost Realms—unleashed in unison.

Only Ghost Kings could possess such domains.

True command over them demanded a Fourth-Order Ghost Emperor to deploy them with ease.

Countless Ghost Realms surged out to challenge the Senluo Fire Prison, but packed too tightly, they clashed among themselves, sapping their strength by a third.

They not only failed to breach the Senluo Fire Domain but endured intensified pressure.

Seizing the opportunity, Luo Chen stepped ahead.

Boom!

The void shattered with a thunderous roar.

Like a tiger storming through sheep, Luo Chen plunged into the throng, his palm thrusting forward trailed by True Flame.

Cyan flames coiled around every action, drawing agonized shrieks from any Ghost Emperor they scorched.

"Watch out!"

"These flames are bizarre, containing a terrifying vitality, eroding our Ghost Qi."

"Spread out quickly!"

Ghost Emperors dispersed frantically, pulling back from Luo Chen all at once.

However, this scattering played directly into Luo Chen’s scheme.

His hands flashed through seals, Qi power gushing forth like cascading waters.

Flame Dragons and Fire Phoenixes materialized nearly together, overwhelming the area with unstoppable force.

The Ghost Emperors mounted a collective defense, achieving scant results.

Luo Chen gave a faint snort, hardly surprised by the outcome.

While the Ghost Emperors here matched in number the cultivators dispatched by Hanging Temple, they amounted to no more than a ragtag coalition.

Additionally, suppressed by the Nether Abyss for thousands of years, most of their prized Magic Items stood corrupted by Ming Shui.

Their only standout feature remained their untainted Divine Soul Endowment.

Yet Luo Chen’s Divine Soul outstripped a Great Cultivator’s several-fold, rendering him undaunted in duels.

Even when outnumbered, he commanded a decisive edge.

With the Heaven-covering Red Umbrella shielding above, Luo Chen swung his sword with casual ease.

Shhh!

A enormous rift split open across the red umbrella.

Horror gripped the Illusion Ghost Princess, who retreated step after step.

The wailing soul sound assaulted Luo Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, only to be barred outside, powerless to bewilder his thoughts. Meanwhile, the Mother and Child Ghost Fierce rebounded from the Prison Soul Suppression Technique, their form starting to disintegrate.

Ghostly palms hammered from both flanks, chains lashed out to bind.

Luo Chen evaded nothing, erupting in Sword Qi that vaporized the twin assaults.

Wielding the Yuan Tu Sword, he sneered down at the Ghost Emperors.

"A disjointed mob dares to oppose me?"

All at once, the foes quailed before Luo Chen.

At that instant!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Heads whipped around; the Tianming Palace gates, sealed for decades, began creaking open slowly.

The instant a fissure formed, a ray of ghostly light surged past the rest, charging inward.

The Illusion Ghost Princess identified the shape, crying out, "Wang Ghost Emperor!"

This was the identical Great Ghost Emperor who had traded far-off strikes with Luo Chen and companions previously.