Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2805 - 1038: Past Events, Defying the Golden Core (Part 2)

"The Zhou Family is not a true Noble Family that follows the Dao. While many Noble Families and Han Gates are passed down by Daoist Sects on the Tian Nan Continent, once a great tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Many families will then rush forward, and the Zhou Family will be unable to withstand it. As for our Yin Family from Cold River Valley, we only need to cooperate with Hai Ye to secure the fattest share of the benefits."

After stating this, Zhou Fuqiu no longer felt the need to inquire further.

He had only one final question remaining.

"Does Zhou Yuqi know about this?"

His childhood companion, the sole person he considered a "friend," was he aware of these matters?

Seventh Aunt revealed a gentle expression, stating, "Yuqi knows nothing."

Drip!

A water droplet descended into the placid swamp's small pool.

Ripples spread outwards, shattering the mirror-like surface that reflected the bright moon.

Seventh Aunt blinked blankly, her gaze shifting across the water.

Suddenly, a water arrow whistled towards her.

With a soft 'puff!', a blood-red plum blossom bloomed precisely on the woman’s brow.

She collapsed into the murky swamp.

Instantly! A beam of light ascended from her fallen form, emitting an enraged voice.

"Xixue!"

Was Seventh Aunt’s given name Yin Xixue?

Zhou Fuqiu sneered and reached out with his Spirit Consciousness, probing the beam of light.

"Seventh Uncle, Fuqiu awaits you!"

The light beam dissipated instantly. Zhou Fuqiu’s expression remained impassive, and a black Jade Ruler materialized in his hand.

With a casual flick, the Jade Ruler sank into the thick mud.

He then sat down with an air of composure.

Although his demeanor was calm, the murderous intent within his heart surged relentlessly.

"A parent's revenge is never reconciled."

He was determined to settle this affair personally!

Furthermore, he was confident that Zhou Haiye would not dare to bring any reinforcements.

This would provide him the necessary space to exact his vengeance.

Would Zhou Haiye actually come?

Whoosh!

A piercing sound sliced through the air.

Red Qi Power forcefully broke through clusters of toxic barriers, revealing the silhouette of a middle-aged man.

Zhou Fuqiu slowly rose to his feet.

"Seventh Uncle, you have indeed arrived."

Zhou Haiye’s gaze landed on the corpse lying on the ground, his face turning ashen. "You scoundrel, how dare you?"

Zhou Fuqiu let out a soft chuckle. "Why wouldn't I dare? You dared to harm my parents and poison a six-year-old me; why would I hesitate?"

Zhou Haiye’s expression shifted drastically. "How much did she reveal before she died?"

"Everything!" Zhou Fuqiu pointed his finger.

Bang!

The corpse of the beautiful woman disintegrated into a shower of blood-red flowers that filled the sky.

This brutal and tragic spectacle ignited Zhou Haiye’s fury.

"You court death!"

"Do you truly dare to kill me?" Zhou Fuqiu sneered. "I am favored by our ancestors and a genius selected by the Tian Nan Dao Palace. Do you dare to strike me?"

Zhou Haiye hesitated.

Zhou Fuqiu shook his head. "No, you must act. If you do not kill me, the clan will not spare you, Zhou Yuqi will not be spared, and there will be no place for you on the Tian Nan Continent."

"You are correct. I must kill you. By attributing it to the White Crane Demon King in the swamp, no one will be able to blame me."

Zhou Haiye muttered, the Spirit Pressure unique to the Golden Core Period descending with formidable force.

Zhou Fuqiu made no attempt to dodge, allowing the Spirit Power to surge through his body.

Boom!

In an instant, a misty airflow erupted from him, directly countering the Golden Core's Spirit Pressure.

Furthermore, dark streams of energy surged outwards from him, rolling in every direction.

Within moments, this expansion encompassed a radius of ten miles.

Confronted by this phenomenon, Zhou Haiye felt completely bewildered.

But realization soon dawned upon him.

"Foundation Establishment Stage? When did you advance to Foundation Establishment?"

"You should have realized I possessed at least Foundation Establishment strength when I killed your wife."

Zhou Fuqiu stated casually, retreating a step and vanishing into the dense black airflow.

Zhou Haiye sensed that many matters were beyond his control, yet his Golden Core Realm cultivation allowed him to retain a sliver of his composure.

"You are merely twenty. Even with Foundation Establishment, it is merely a shortcut, squandering exceptional talent. Moreover, you have never truly battled anyone, lacking combat experience. Why would you dare provoke me?"

This time, Zhou Fuqiu opted not to respond.

He concealed himself within the boundless black airflow, releasing vast Spirit Power that surged like tidal waves, obliterating countless spots within the Evil Swamp.

His figure rode these waves, proving elusive.

One after another, Spiritual Secrets were unleashed from his hands.

"Using the ancestor’s self-created techniques to kill you will be considered purifying the clan."

Zhou Fuqiu murmured to himself, propelling both hands forward!

A wall of Qi surged towards the distant Zhou Haiye.

His opponent flicked a hand, shattering the incoming assault.

Then, three more solid Qi walls descended from three different directions.

Furthermore, a breathtaking dragon's roar echoed from the heavens as a turquoise Flood Dragon descended with ferocious speed.

An uncountable barrage of water arrows rained down from every conceivable angle, assaulting from above and below with relentless intensity.

Once the engagement began, Zhou Fuqiu unleashed his full might without hesitation.

Zhou Haiye's astonishment continued to mount with each passing moment.

With a sweep of his sleeve, shattering walls, the Magic Flying Sword cleanly sliced through the blue Flood Dragon, while a protective shield materialized to deflect the ceaseless onslaught of water arrows.

"How can he command such an immense reservoir of Spirit Power, virtually unending?"

"And how are his techniques executed with such blinding speed, flowing one into the next without a pause?"

"Impossible!"

Hiss...

Within the swirling vortex of black miasma, Zhou Haiye's top-tier Defensive Magic Tool suffered relentless corrosion. Even his Golden Core Protection Shield proved insufficient against the insidious corrosive power.

It's the miasma!

A sudden realization dawned upon Zhou Haiye; the dark mist, imbued with Spirit Power, was none other than the venomous miasma that had permeated Bailu Marsh for eons.

Connecting this revelation with the gradual depletion of Bailu Marsh's miasma over the years, utter disbelief washed over his mind.