Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2717 - 1003:

One person grabbed the advantage!

All combatants came to a sudden halt.

"The Tianming Palace has opened!"

"The Wang Ghost Emperor aims to outpace everyone!"

"Charge inside!"

Why had they all converged here?

Was it solely to battle Luo Chen to the death?

Obviously not!

In a flash, every single one decided instantly.

Seizing the moment as Tianming Palace swung open, silhouettes dashed inward, with Mother and Child Ghost Fierce and a few swift Great Ghost Emperors leading the rush.

Luo Chen, abandoned outside, drew no attention from anyone.

This astonishing turn left everyone dumbfounded.

Luo Chen paused briefly before letting out a soft laugh.

"Luck trumps mere preparation!"

He cast a glance at the distant Luo Tian Sect members eager to pursue, then dismissed them with a wave.

"Stay out here and hold position."

With those words, he strolled into the palace without haste.

The Luo Tian Sect crowd felt uneasy, and the quiet Gu Caiyi suddenly spoke up: "But..."

Deng Taiyue held back the group and cut off Gu Caiyi.

"Brother Luo’s power surpasses what we can fathom; joining him inside would just weigh him down."

As he spoke, dread burned fiercely in his gaze.

Thinking back to the swift clash moments ago, Luo Chen had stayed utterly calm amid encircling Ghost Emperors, revealing his current formidable might.

Besides, given Luo Chen’s spells often unleashed wide-ranging destruction, going in could truly obstruct him.

Deng Taiyue’s reasoning rang true.

Yet this fight involved the whole Sect—could they truly leave the Supreme Elder to face it solo?

Wang Yuan declared gravely: "Our role is to plug any holes. Should anyone claim the Ming Water Spring Eye and flee, we’ll obliterate them!"

Deng Taiyue shot him a look and nodded at last.

…

Within Tianming Palace.

A Mysterious Pond, spanning just a few yards, sat at the heart of the grand hall.

Right then, the Mysterious Pond churned with violent bubbles, boiling intensely.

Yet the spreading chill transformed the area into a vast icy layer.

A silhouette arrived in a blur!

Entering the hall, it dove straight into the Mysterious Pond without a second thought.

Shortly after, the sound of pursuit echoed close behind.

The Ghost Emperors shifted their shapes and locked eyes on the seething Mysterious Pond.

"The Ming Water Spring Eye lies within!"

"Daring the Wang Ghost Emperor to plunge right in—doesn’t he fear death?"

"No, the Wang Ghost Emperor’s body stems from Ming Water True Essence, linked to the Ming Water Spring Eye’s source; he seeks to seize and refine it by force!"

Amid the shocked cries, another couldn’t resist leaping into the Mysterious Pond.

But in moments, agonized screams burst from its depths.

"Ah!"

A wisp of green smoke drifted upward lazily.

This marked the demise of a powerful Ghost Emperor seldom spotted in the Outer World.

All recoiled in shock, pulling back from the Mysterious Pond on instinct.

At that instant!

A piercing cry rang out from the rear.

As piercing as ever, Mother and Child Ghost Fierce whipped around, catching sight of a Daoist in Feather Robe and High Crown sealing the Palace Gate.

This sight made his eyes contract sharply.

The restrictions on Tianming Palace Gate had cost them years to pry open just enough for cultivators to slip through.

Opening proved tough; sealing it was far harder.

Yet Luo Chen sealed the gate through his own strength alone.

And the implication of that move chilled to the bone.

"Luo Chen, what do you think you’re doing?!"

Through her shout, the peril in Luo Chen’s deed dawned on everyone.

"Whew..."

Luo Chen breathed out a stream of Turbid Qi, casually flicking his wrist.

The Tianming Palace Gate seemed plain, yet shutting it demanded real effort.

Meeting the Ghost Emperors’ menacing glares, Luo Chen offered a faint smile and set down the Soul-Refining Flag nearby.

"Shutting the door to trap ghosts—what else?"

The crowd froze, then watched the Soul Banner swell massively, brushing the hall ceiling in a blink; it fluttered on its own, baring savage, vengeful visages across its surface.

Not just that—Luo Chen coughed up a Gray miniature Cauldron that whirled outward rapidly.

Clang!

The Small Tripod slammed into the floor, denting the sturdy palace stone by three inches.

Remember, this was the abode of a Divine Transformation Great Power!

For this Small Tripod to leave such a mark proved its exceptional quality.

Even more crucial, Luo Chen’s declaration of extermination.

From the short skirmish outside earlier, all knew Luo Chen was no pushover.

Now with the gate barred, it screamed a desperate fight to the death.

The Illusion Ghost Princess demanded: "The Ming Water Spring Eye is the priority, True Master Luo, why do this? Do you really want the Wang Ghost Emperor to reap the benefits?"

In response to her words, a faint smile curved Luo Chen's lips.

"Simple, kill you all, then seize the Spring Eye."

"Arrogant!"

"Courting death!"

"With such a treasure right there, no need for morals—let's strike together!"

Under waves of boiling fury, a few lost control and lunged forward.

As a rusty Iron Sword shot toward him at high speed, Luo Chen's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Perfect timing!"

A light pinch captured the rushing Iron Sword between his fingers, and a gentle squeeze reduced it to fragments.

With a casual toss, the debris flew back, met by agonized screams.

Silent now, Luo Chen pressed the attack fiercely, hurling technique after technique without restraint.

Fiery Sun arose!

Sparks poured like rain!

The Fire Phoenix soared in the hall, Flame Dragon roared within.

Moments later, a storm of Fire Type Techniques exploded forth, as if they cost nothing.

Every one pulsed with Fire Origin power, laced with the aura of Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire.

The slightest brush caused ghost bodies to erupt in explosions or trail wisps of green smoke.