Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 3046 - 1134

"It’s the Meteor Thief!"

"Run quickly!"

"Why run? Gather inward and fortify the convoy!"

As the bandits rode closer, even the mortals in the convoy could recognize that it wasn’t an avalanche, but the thunderous approach of horse bandits.

Especially those more knowledgeable cultivators in the convoy, once they identified the origin of the horse bandits, were all on high alert.

Fortunately, the convoy from the City Lord Mansion was experienced. Under the command of various experts, they quickly stabilized their formation.

Master Yan stood on the carriage, surveying the surroundings, taking in the whole situation.

Dozens of people ahead, ten on each side.

None at the rear, but this was not good news.

Because the convoy from the City Lord Mansion was rather cumbersome, and it was impossible for the rear, filled with goods and pack animals, to make an easy turn.

Most importantly, though there were few incoming bandits, they were about a tenth of this convoy, and each one on the white horses was a Body Refining Practitioner with faces full of Evil Qi; they were clearly blood-hardened veterans.

In an instant, Master Yan’s heart sank to the bottom.

"What are the Meteor Thieves?"

A low inquiry came from behind, the voice though soft, exuded a great sense of security.

Master Yan perked up, dove into the carriage, and quickly introduced to Luo Chen.

"The Meteor Thieves are a group of horse bandits that have risen in the past decade, known for their swift, wind-like movements. Their leader favors wielding a Double Meteor Hammer, hence the name Meteor Thief. They are entrenched in deep mountains and forests, active on the thoroughfares of Yixian City. The members are at least cultivators of the First Realm of Body Refining, and ordinary convoys are no match for them. Over the past decade, the Meteor Thieves have become the bane of Yixian City!"

Catching his breath after speaking in one go, Master Yan pretended to be calm and said, "But there’s no need to worry, senior. They have always dared only to prey on small and medium-sized convoys. We are from the City Lord Mansion convoy. Once I go out and reveal my identity, I’m sure they will disperse."

After speaking, Master Yan exited the carriage.

In just those few short sentences, the horse bandits had already charged to the front of the convoy, surrounding the large convoy with a seemingly leisurely yet orderly stance.

One by one, the fine horses snorted hot air, circling around the convoy continuously.

Inside the carriage, Luo Chen appeared calm, gently blowing on hot tea in his cup. Jing Lan sat beside him, restless, looking anxious.

"Brother Luo Chen..."

"Don’t panic."

Just those three simple words seemed to carry enormous magical power, gradually calming the woman’s nerves.

Outside the carriage, Master Yan’s aged yet energetic voice had already spread out.

"I wonder which boss from the Meteor Thieves we are facing. I am Yan Song, Steward from the City Lord Mansion of Yixian City. Greetings to you!"

The amplified voice filled the low Snow Mountain area, temporarily drowning out the neighing of horses and cries of people.

Yet, there was no response!

Taking a deep breath, Master Yan’s gaze swept every horse bandit around him like vultures, finally locking onto the eight-foot-tall, sword-bearing strongman at the front.

"Brother, haven’t you seen the big flag at the front of our convoy? We are the City Lord Mansion convoy, dare you provoke the City Lord Mansion?"

This time, there was a response, but it was one that made hearts sink.

"Yixian City doesn’t just have the City Lord Mansion." The eight-foot strongman said as he slowly drew his sword, raising it high to the sky, then slashing it down fiercely, "Attack!"

With those words, the horse bandits squeezed their legs together and ran along the convoy, launching a fierce attack.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, chaos erupted, screams echoed, and blood flowers stained the snow.

Master Yan was furious. Though they had numerous people on their side, most were mere mortals, with few martial artists. Against these wind-like, unabashedly murderous horse bandits, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.

"Form a defensive line, defeat the horses, and slay the bandits!"

Master Yan shouted angrily, then fixed his gaze on the leading eight-foot strongman.

Capture the thief before catching the king!

As long as they could kill this man, the seemingly elite horse bandits would surely scatter like a frightened flock.

His power surged, and he leaped forth.

Jumping on the coach’s roof, like a ferocious tiger leaping downhill, he lunged at the enemy. Majestic Qi-Blood gathered outside his body, forming an illusory tiger head, roaring incessantly.

Facing Master Yan’s attack, the eight-foot strongman grinned viciously, eyes gleaming with a fierce light, neither dodging nor avoiding, gripping his sword tightly before slashing down forcefully.

Boom!

Scarlet Sword Qi, overbearing and sharp, tore the illusory tiger apart like cloth, shredding it in two.

The encounter happened in a split second.

The next moment, a silhouette flew back, smashing into the convoy, turning people and horses over in chaos.

"Pill Vigor, Blood River Realm Peak!"

An exclamation full of fear arose among the crowd.

The eight-foot strongman glanced disdainfully at a few people in the convoy. Though they were also in the Blood River Realm, those second realm martial artists without condensed Pill Vigor were no match for him.

Even Master Yan, at the late-stage Blood River Realm with pervasive Huajin throughout his body, couldn’t withstand his explosive strike.

Pill Vigor and Huajin, just one realm apart, was a chasm like heaven!

At this moment, from where Master Yan had fallen, came a desperate plea.

"Senior, please lend a hand!"

The eight-foot strongman frowned, instinctively looking towards the center of the convoy, at the most luxurious carriage.

He only heard the phrase "Granted" uttered.

The next moment, dozens of blood lights abruptly shot out.

Splah! Splah! Splah!

The blood lights, seemingly imbued with spirituality, struck with precision at each horse bandit’s head on the battlefield.

Whether facing forward or turned away, a finger-sized hole appeared in each one’s forehead.

This scene unfolded too quickly for anyone to react.

By the time people came to their senses, some experts in the convoy were still chopping at the enemies who were already dead and offered no resistance.

Seeing this, the eight-foot strongman became furious beyond belief.

"Die!"

He suddenly exerted himself, causing the high horse beneath him to whinny and collapse, kicking up thick snow.

Using this backlash force, the eight-foot strongman soared into the sky, wielding a large sword, concentrating all his Power into a point, crossing dozens of yards in a single step, magnificently slashing towards the luxurious carriage.

Such was the momentum of unstoppable advance!

The eight-foot strongman understood clearly: there must be a top expert in the carriage, but certainly not of the Third Realm of Body Refinement, as the opponent’s earlier means were nothing more than bare Visible Power.

Given this, even if the opponent was also a Pill Vigor master like himself, he would be drained of Power after killing dozens of people in one strike.

If he could seize this interval of Replenishing Energy, he could decisively subdue the enemy.

Having killed the opponent, even if today’s raid failed, he could retreat calmly, then summon a second wave of Meteor Thieves to eliminate this convoy.

In a fleeting moment, the eight-foot strongman made the most perfect decision.

His speed was unmatched, his momentum unparalleled.

From the outside, others only saw a shadow as the eight-foot strongman rushed into the carriage, followed by a crisp clinking sound.

After that, there was no sound at all.

The crowd was dumbfounded!

Master Yan, supported by his subordinates, stood up with difficulty, looking uncertainly at the carriage.

And then he saw Jing Lan, her face slightly pale, emerge, tremblingly saying to him, "Master Yan, Brother Luo said we could continue moving forward."

Master Yan swallowed hard, realizing something.

The Meteor Thief leader, who defeated him in one strike, had seemingly been subdued by Luo Chen without any resistance.

Such prowess, could it be that the senior is already a Furnace Realm powerhouse?

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his inner fear.

"Clean up and continue moving on!"