Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 3161 - 1189: White Bone Altar, Incense Fire Divine Power

Above the Bone Rank, there are two massive jawbones filled with sharp fangs.

One above and one below, menacingly opening, forming a passageway deep as if leading to the belly of hell.

Luo Chen stands there quietly, expression neither sad nor joyful.

Hu...

The fierce wind howls, blowing away the thick smell of blood.

Yuan Qingzang lands in front of Luo Chen, emotions incredibly complex.

There is worry and surprise, also shock and admiration, and even a slight feeling of guilt.

The battle just now was a height unattainable by any Martial Arts Human Immortal.

Luo Chen faced head-on without a scratch, but Yuan Qingzang fled in panic.

"Luo Chen, sorry, just now I..."

"It’s fine, your words of caution are already deeply appreciated by Luo." Luo Chen raised his hand to interrupt, but his gaze remained fixed on that blood-colored door.

Through the endless deep tunnel, it seemed as if he saw something.

Yuan Qingzang felt relieved, then hesitantly asked, "You want to go in?"

Luo Chen nodded, "Of course!"

Yuan Qingzang’s eyes widened, "I admit you’re impressive, comparable to Master of Wuyou Realm, these Annihilation Kings, but aren’t you afraid of offending the corpse to death?"

Annihilation King?

The King of Martial Arts before the arrival of the Great Destruction Era?

Quite a fitting title.

Hehe!

"Even if, the corpse must truly be here!"

Luo Chen chuckled lightly and stepped into the deep, endless tunnel.

Yuan Qingzang showed a puzzled expression at the door.

What does "the corpse truly being here" mean?

Could it be that the corpse has already left the Corpse Remains Immortal Domain?

Then who issued the earlier Corpse Immortal command?

Watching Luo Chen’s silhouette grow distant, Yuan Qingzang finally couldn’t resist his curiosity and hurriedly followed.

...

In the dark tunnel, the lights flickered, occasionally accompanied by booming explosions.

These sounds were definitely not made by Yuan Qingzang while walking.

With his martial arts prowess, he wouldn’t easily create such noticeable disturbances.

This implies that Luo Chen, leading the way ahead, was going through battle after battle.

Yuan Qingzang looked to the ground, barely making out scattered skeletons, with traces of Luo Chen’s Gang Qi.

"These are Puppet Bone Guards, the defense is quite tight."

"But why wouldn’t the corpse act, when clearly these things pose no threat to Luo Chen."

"Could it be the corpse truly is no longer here?"

"And who then issued the earlier command to retreat and now drives the Puppet Bone Guards to obstruct Luo Chen?"

Puzzled, Yuan Qingzang gradually caught up with Luo Chen’s silhouette.

Neither greeted each other, they silently joined forces to deal with the Puppet Bone Guards rushing towards them.

Their steps didn’t pause, killing as many as they came, and seemingly aware of a spiral ascent.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it passed by fleetingly.

The originally dark tunnel gradually conveyed a thread of light.

Two figures emerged against the light, before their eyes lay a massive altar, lifted by spiraling, twisting, entwined layers of white bone stairs!

At the altar’s edge, rows of sharp ribs stood upright like a crown of thorns.

In the center of the altar was a huge skull.

"Corpse?!"

Yuan Qingzang exclaimed.

Meanwhile, between the skull’s eyes, a faint cold fire ignited, emitting a chilling voice.

"Ignorant young ones, how dare you disturb, leaving now, it’s not yet too late."

Amid the chilling tone, there lay a hidden tempting sound.

Yuan Qingzang hesitated to step.

Yet Luo Chen suddenly reached out, the Five Dragons manifested, grabbing atop the skull.

"Pretending ferociousness, putting on airs, come out to meet me!"

The Five Dragons suddenly bit down, the huge skull unable to endure the power of the Blood Refining Divine Gang, shattered instantly.

A milky white orb spun and emerged.

"This is..."

Luo Chen stared at the orb, lost in thought.

Then, he focused on the altar below.

The patterns repeated, mysterious and extraordinary.

Some inscriptions carved around, just a glance conveyed a feeling of Heavenly Earthly Power within.

"Immortal Bone... Bone Demon... Public belief, Incense Fire Divine Power..."

It’s the Gold Erosion Text!

Luo Chen recognized this script.

When the Master of Wuyou departed from the Great Destruction Realm, during those three years to help him grasp the Nine-layered Immortal Tower, taught some.

Though not much, it was enough for Luo Chen to barely recognize some from the altar.

With Luo Chen’s wisdom, even the scant information, connected through time, yielded a vague understanding.

Gazing at the orb bound by the Daluo Five Dragon Hand’s restriction, Luo Chen murmured:

"You actually preached, leading these people to worship you, providing Incense Fire Divine Power, attempting eternal existence, immortal and imperishable?"

He finally understood where the familiar feeling originated earlier.

This scenario, he had witnessed centuries ago.

Western Desert Buddha Land!

Countless ordinary folk devotedly practiced Buddhism, worshipping those myth-like Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Building temples, spreading teachings, passed down from generation to generation, incense never ending!

But back then, Luo Chen lacked understanding of the universe’s Original Source, not seeing the essence.

Yet now Luo Chen knew this too is a form of Cultivation upon the Great Dao Path.

Especially seeing different types of energy during two centuries cultivating Destruction Realm’s Nine Rings with Chaos power.

Hence, easily identified the nature of this milky white orb.

"Incense Fire Divine Power, huh?"

Amid Luo Chen’s murmurs, inside the orb, no longer high above, issued an anxious plea.

"Friend, you and I are without enmity, why go to extremes? Better let me go, each follow our path, the corpse will owe you a favor."