Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2806 - 1038: Stories of the Past, Golden Core Slayer (3)

"Zhou Fuqiu actually managed to refine the miasma of the vast Bailu Marsh, a substance even Golden Core Cultivators fear, into his own body?"

If Zhou Fuqiu were aware of this late realization, he might even commend his own extensive experience.

Over these years, Zhou Fuqiu had indeed been in seclusion within Bailu Marsh, assimilating numerous miasmas into the "Qi Sea Floating Sky" technique, a method possessing inherent growth potential.

This cultivation technique was passed down by the ancestor Zhou Yunshen, preserved within a Jade Slip.

The technique, "Qi Sea Floating Sky," utilizes the Sea of Qi as its core, capable of accommodating the Great Thousand Qi to achieve boundless power.

Regarding this so-called Great Thousand Qi, the ancestor had listed many examples.

Miasma, Evil Qi, poisonous vapors, and even extreme conditions like intense Yin and frigid cold were included.

As long as the Sea of Qi is sufficiently vast and the cultivator possesses the endurance to withstand it, it can be endlessly absorbed!

By chance, Zhou Fuqiu possessed a Sea of Qi comparable to a bottomless abyss, and it was discovered that his physique was naturally resistant to such toxic miasma.

Consequently, in a mere three years, he had already advanced the "Qi Sea Floating Sky" technique to a significant level.

He harbored great confidence in his ability to eliminate Seventh Uncle Zhou Haiye.

This confidence stemmed not only from his belief in his own formidable strength but also from the fact that Zhou Haiye's Golden Core Realm was attained through underhanded tactics, and after reaching the Golden Core stage, he became engrossed in power struggles, neglecting the crucial task of consolidating his cultivation realm.

"Today, I shall not only exact vengeance but also purify the Sect!"

Zhou Fuqiu unleashed his pent-up fury, his Spirit Power flowing vigorously through his broad meridians.

Dark currents surged violently, completely engulfing Zhou Haiye and rendering his frantic struggles utterly futile.

Furthermore, an onslaught of techniques assailed him from every conceivable direction, striking from unexpected angles.

This particular combat style bore no resemblance to mere battle experience.

It was an act of sheer extravagance!

Extravagance in Spirit Power, saturation in the barrage of techniques.

Under this relentless corrosive assault, within half an hour, the protective shield surrounding Zhou Haiye shattered and collapsed.

And precisely at this moment.

A bluish luminescence ascended into the heavens, bifurcating into hundreds of spectral shadows, all of which converged to strike Zhou Haiye.

"The ancestor even bestowed upon you the renowned Magic Item, the Liu Yin Ruler!"

Amidst his enraged roar, a piercing scream resounded.

Shortly thereafter, Zhou Haiye frantically produced a Talisman and crushed it without hesitation.

Boom!

A blinding explosion resembling a Fiery Sun erupted within the terrifying black currents.

Zhou Haiye staggered, his body swaying precariously as he ascended skyward, attempting to flee.

However, the surrounding currents swiftly morphed into ferocious Flood Dragons, which clamped down on him, dragging him forcibly back to the depths below.

...

On the outskirts of Bailu Marsh.

Zhou Junxiao, who was overseeing the operations from the central command post, was suddenly seized by a sense of unease and directed his gaze toward the distant horizon.

Within his line of sight, he observed ominous black clouds gathering and spreading, obscuring the entire sky.

Faintly, a solitary figure could be discerned struggling to break free from the dark expanse, only to be pulled back down by the spectral Flood Dragons.

That individual was none other than Zhou Haiye!

His expression contorted with alarm, and he issued a command to his clansmen, "Hold the line," before hurtling into Bailu Marsh.

Before long, Zhou Junxiao arrived at the treacherous depths of the Evil Swamp.

Numerous Foundation Establishment members of the Zhou Family were in flight, all of whom were actively engaged in the extermination of the Demon Beasts within Bailu Marsh.

Zhou Junxiao loudly proclaimed, "Everyone, maintain your distance. These black currents possess extreme corrosivity; your defensive capabilities are insufficient to withstand them."

With those words, he pressed onward into the fray.

As he advanced, the Mana Shield enveloping his person was relentlessly eroded by the pervasive black currents.

Zhou Junxiao's countenance was grim; he dared not pause, continuing his swift flight towards the epicenter of the conflict.

He could not permit Zhou Haiye to perish here, especially considering the Zhou Family's scarcity of Golden Core Cultivators and its inability to absorb such a significant loss.

However, upon reaching the heart of the battlefield, all that greeted his sight was a mangled corpse.

It was the remains of Zhou Haiye!

His face was indistinct, his body torn to shreds.

The black currents permeated the numerous wounds on his body, endlessly drilling in and out, exhibiting a distinct sentience.

Witnessing this horrific scene, Zhou Junxiao was consumed by rage, and he bellowed in fury, "Who dares? Emerge and confront me!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of rushing wind filled the air, and Zhou Junxiao instinctively looked upward.

He perceived an exceptionally handsome man clad in white, descending slowly from the oppressive sky, clutching a blue Jade Ruler.

Upon recognizing the approaching figure, Zhou Junxiao stood dumbfounded.

"Zhou Fuqiu?"

Zhou Fuqiu calmly retracted the blue Jade Ruler and offered a greeting, "Fuqiu greets the Family Head."

Zhou Junxiao gazed around in disbelief, his eyes eventually settling on Zhou Fuqiu.

"Was it you who perpetrated this atrocity?"

"Indeed, I was the one who slew Zhou Haiye."

"How could you? He was a Golden Core Ascendant Master of the Zhou Family, and moreover, your Seventh Uncle!"

Zhou Fuqiu merely shook his head, murmuring, "The intricate details are too vast to be recounted in such a brief moment."

Zhou Junxiao inhaled deeply, reining in his surging fury.

"No, you owe me an explanation!"

The dark currents swirling around them retreated back into Zhou Fuqiu’s body, like migrating swallows finding their roost.

His delicate frame seemed to act as a vortex.

Witnessing the strange currents, which could have posed a significant threat to him, being absorbed so effortlessly, Zhou Junxiao’s eyelids flickered intensely.

This youth was merely twenty years of age!

How had he managed to cultivate such a devastating killing technique?

Could he be a once-in-an-era prodigy?

Zhou Fuqiu offered a slight, cold smirk. "Patriarch should perhaps focus on explaining Zhou Haiye’s demise to others! As for the true reasons, I shall await you in the Coral Hall, where you will receive a satisfactory answer."

With those parting words, Zhou Fuqiu gracefully submerged himself into the White Crane Evil Swamp.

Zhou Junxiao found it almost impossible to reconcile the person who just acted so decisively with the Zhou Fuqiu he thought he knew.

So independent, so haughty and detached.

He had eliminated a clan Elder and displayed such audacious defiance before him, the Patriarch!

Though incandescent with rage, considering Zhou Fuqiu’s remarkable talents and the ancestral mandate, he eventually yielded, bowing his head in reluctant acceptance.

As the residual dark currents dispersed, beams of light began to approach.

Upon surveying the mangled remains on the ground, gasps of astonishment rippled through them.

Zhou Junxiao let out a weary sigh and presented an explanation that, while difficult to believe, was unfortunately unavoidable.

"The Sixth Elder, Zhou Haiye, met his end at the hands of a hidden Demon King within Bailu Marsh."