Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2772 - 1026

In the Burial God Valley, situated at the extreme northern reaches of the Tian Nan Continent, a unique landscape unfolds as it straddles both land and sea. This peculiar geography is not a product of nature but is said to stem from an ancient clash between a Fifth-tier Ghost God and a formidable Tianyuan Great Power. During this epic confrontation, the Ghost God was rent asunder, its Primordial Spirit fractured and confined within the valley's depths.

The Tianyuan Daoist Sect currently finds itself without sufficient practitioners at the Divine Transformation Stage to fully eradicate the shattered Primordial Spirit of this malevolent entity. The Tianyuan Great Power of old, before departing, hastily enacted a rudimentary Suppression Method. Yet, this measure left a significant peril lingering on the continent. The Ghost God, though not truly immortal, is impervious to the Fiery Sun and Gang Wind, making its natural demise exceptionally unlikely. Over thirty years of containment have demonstrably amplified the transformations within Burial God Valley.

A vast multitude of mindless ghost souls, having perished in Zhongzhou, have been irresistibly drawn to congregate within Burial God Valley. From its core outwards, a spectral transformation has begun to manifest and expand.

This phenomenon signals the nascent formation of a Ghost Realm! Disturbingly, this burgeoning Ghost Realm lacks a singular guiding force like a Ghost King or Ghost Emperor. The implications are dire: once the realm fully materializes, the resurrection of that ancient Ghost God may become imminent.

The most powerful cultivators on the Tian Nan Continent possess few effective strategies. Their only recourse is to erect Array Boundary Steles, a temporary measure to impede the Ghost Realm's expansion while awaiting aid from the Daoist Ancestral Court. However, these defenses, formidable to ordinary cultivators, prove to be no obstacle for Luo Chen, as if they simply do not exist.

Little White remained close by, observing Luo Chen as he navigated the dark and unsettling valley with an unhurried gait. Minor ghost creatures occasionally harried them, but Luo Chen paid them no heed.

As their journey progressed deeper into the valley, the spectral entities encountered grew increasingly potent. The proximity of a Third-Order Ghost King left Little White profoundly shaken; reaching such a formidable power before even entering the central zone suggested the possibility of a Fourth-Order Ghost Emperor lurking within.

Suddenly! A streak of fiery light, like a meteor, erupted from Luo Chen's fingertip, targeting the Ghost King that had just passed them. In utter silence, the Ghost King dissolved, its essence dispersing as purifying Ghost Qi in all directions.

"Master?" Little White inquired, perplexed by the scene unfolding before her.

Luo Chen had, unbeknownst to her, activated his Red Eyes Golden Pupils, his gaze fixed thoughtfully upon the dispersing Ghost Qi. As if to verify a hypothesis, Luo Chen's approach shifted on their path forward; he transitioned from passive observer to active aggressor.

Whenever powerful ghost creatures materialized, he would ruthlessly obliterate them. Even Fourth-Order Ghost Emperors, beings comparable in strength to cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage, met swift and merciless ends. Initially, Little White failed to comprehend Luo Chen's seemingly "bloodthirsty" actions. However, she soon noticed that the dispersed high-level ghosts did not reform but instead drifted towards the central region, a startling anomaly.

"High-level Ghost Cultivators possess the innate ability to coalesce and disperse at will; why are these particular spirits not reforming themselves?" Little White mused aloud. "Furthermore, their observed Spirit Intelligence is unnaturally low, unlike awakened high-level Ghost Cultivators. And why do all the high-level Ghost Cultivators you disperse instinctively move towards the center?"

Confronted with these pointed questions, Luo Chen responded with a soft chuckle. "Heh, indeed, Little White, you have perceived the irregularities, haven't you!"

Little White, still seeking understanding, looked at Luo Chen with curiosity, sensing that her master was about to offer an explanation. A fierce gust of wind swept through, yet it felt like a gentle caress to Luo Chen. He ascended a towering, abrupt cliff, surveying the landscape of Burial God Valley laid out before him.

Luo Chen expanded his Divine Consciousness, finally encompassing the entirety of the scene. "Precisely as I suspected! Given another twenty or thirty years, this Ghost God might truly break free."

With a slight smile, Luo Chen produced several small flags. Through a method employing Dao Law, he directed them to fly out, scattering across the vast expanse of Burial God Valley. Little White watched, mesmerized, as the positions of the Array Flags began to delineate the outline of an immense, spectral form. Luo Chen's voice then resonated, dispelling all her lingering doubts.

"The Tianyuan Great Power who annihilated this Ghost God was truly formidable; not only did they shatter its Ghost Body, but they also sliced its Primordial Spirit into nine separate pieces. Four were placed on land, and the remaining five were cast into the sea."

"However, the methods employed for suppression and sealing were rather rudimentary, merely placed haphazardly, with each fragmented soul confined individually. Perhaps the urgency of the battle in Zhongzhou at that time left insufficient time for more intricate techniques."

"Regardless, these crude seals inadvertently presented this Ghost God with a chance to break free!"

"Disregarding the perilous risk of losing its sentience, it fractured its Divine Soul into hundreds of fragments, subsequently parasitizing the high-level ghosts that were lured to this location."

"The more it fragmented, the higher the danger of its complete descent, potentially devolving into a mindless beast. Yet, through this widespread splitting, the sealing power also diminished. Once the scattered, weakened souls outside converged, it could achieve a full escape from this Great Power's seal."

Little White suddenly experienced a moment of comprehension.

It was true, these Fifth-tier Ghost Gods were remarkably tenacious; even in such a diminished state, they still possessed abilities akin to a lizard shedding its tail or a cicada discarding its shell.

However, an intense curiosity immediately arose within her.

"Master, how did you manage to detect it?"

Luo Chen arched an eyebrow, inquiring, "Don't you find this bears a striking resemblance to the 'Soul Cleaving Technique' that I have been practicing?"