Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 688: Chapter 283 Cut off from Life, The Soul Faints, The Seventh Relay Passes on the Flame, The Nineteenth Return to the Sun_3

Their only major recourse might be the youngest of them, Hu Chang Le, and the talisman treasure he holds in his hand.

It was left to them by their father.

Watching the rapidly approaching flying sword, Luo Chen remained as immovable as a mountain.

He merely articulated a spiritual secret.

From the Qin Flower River, a huge wave formed, transforming into a glaze-like light curtain, shielding him.

Second Order Defense Spell – The Glass Sky Canopy.

Hisss!

Hu Chang Xi maneuvered his flying sword with all his might. Watching it advance inch by inch, yet Luo Chen seemed as distant as ten thousand miles away.

Luo Chen shook his head.

“Why are you so weak that you don’t even qualify for me to use a magic tool?”

Before the words had fallen, he cradled his hands.

A proud sun slowly rose from his hands.

Seeing that sun, Hu Chang Xi’s face changed drastically, frantically retreating.

Second Order Technique, the Fierce Sun Technique!

When Luo Chen first arrived in Tianlan, he had defeated three Foundation Establishment peers with this move.

Today, his realm has increased several times than before. The Fierce Sun Technique, optimized by constantly perfecting the Fireball Technique, is also several times more powerful than before.

Even without enough time to build up strength, it’s more than enough to slay these three.

“Go!”

With a light shout, the ball of fierce sunlight in his hand was explosively shot out.

Hu Chang Le and Hu Chang Xi, who had just escaped the giant waves and mountains, faced this oncoming spell attack with no chance to escape.

In an instant, they were engulfed by the massive explosion.

Scorching heat spread continually in all directions.

One can imagine what the fate of two people engulfed in it will be.

The odds are grim!

“You deserve to die!”

Even before the explosion died out, a roar of hatred erupted.

Hu Chang Xi drove his sword, rushing towards Luo Chen in fury.

His eyes were filled with an intent to kill.

Hu’s life force shook uncontrollably on his body.

Yet, anger could not dramatically boost a person’s strength.

“An ant shaking a tree, you overestimate your abilities!”

Luo Chen scoffed, waving his hand and releasing more than a dozen small black dots.

Those black specks darted out, eagerly flying towards Hu Chang Xi.

One of the black specks brushed past Hu Chang Xi. He felt no threat, just a flash of surprise.

“Is that… a seed?”

During his moment of surprise, a dozen seeds suddenly burst open. Vines filled with menacing thorns emerged like a swarm of snakes.

In the blink of an eye, he was completely enveloped.

Hu Chang Xi forcefully stopped, swinging his sword to cut off the vines.

However, no matter how hard he tried to cut them with his top-grade flying sword, the vines were extremely tough. Even if they were cut, they would regenerate and relentlessly wrap around him.

From a distance, Luo Chen stood on the riverbank, constantly forming seals with his hand.

Since the “Yi Mu Medicine King Sutra” reached the Grandmaster Level, during his constant exploration, he found that purified spirit power had a strong amplifying effect on Wood Type Techniques.

Surpassing his performance using techniques of other natures or elements.

However, in the Wood Type, there were not many attack techniques.

Most of them were auxiliary techniques like the Healing Technique and the Entanglement Technique.

In this case, he was not willing to give up the advantage of his Spirit Power.

Therefore, he had been thinking about improving his combat methods.

Later, it was Yuan Dongsheng, tending to the farmlands outside his immortal mansion, who gave him inspiration.

“The Spirit Planting Techniques we Spirit Plant Cultivators have mastered, can also be used for combat.”

“Like my grandmother, during her battle with Min Longyu in Crescent Valley, she utilized the Cao Ti Geng Gold Sword Technique. With the Spirit Planting Technique, she made the crops she planted emit dazzling sword light. I remember Min Longyu was heavily injured by my grandmother and vomited blood.”

“If you want to improve your Wood Type Technique, Chief, you may try combining them with some woody plants.”

After that, Luo Chen had several brainstorming sessions with Yuan Dongsheng.

In the end, on Yuan’s recommendation, he purchased a batch of Second Order Thorn Flower Seeds from the Hundred Herb Pavillion.

After preparing them in advance, they were stimulated by the Wood Type Spirit Power, and they instantly grew enormous.

Violently induced vines, despite their short lives, are covered with thorns, causing serious injuries.

This way, it seemed like the Auxiliary Entanglement Technique gained a mighty offensive power!

Watching Hu Chang Xi frantically counterattacking like a trapped animal under the siege of a myriad of vines,

Luo Chen scornfully smiled.

“Just a desperate struggle!”

The Spiritual Secret in his hand changed, and suddenly the twelve thick vines trembled.

Innumerable thorny bone spikes turned into a sky full of feathers and shot towards Hu Chang Xi.

Hu Chang Xi, frightened as if he had seen a ghost, hastily activated his defensive magic tool.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The densely packed collision sounds continued.

When the light of the defensive magic tool dimmed, the flurry of bone spikes was finally resisted.

“Hu! Hu! That was close…”

Before he could even sigh in relief, the vines tightly wound around his waist and abdomen again.

Hu Chang Xi’s face changed, and he subconsciously swung his sword.

But even before he could raise his hand, he couldn’t swing it down.

Because another vine appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around his arm.

One after the other, three, four…

Before his desperate eyes, the twelve thick vines had completely entangled him.

In the distance, Luo Chen’s clenched fist suddenly spread wide open.

Like a flower blooming.

From the intertwining vines like giant pythons, a soft “pop” sound was relayed.

As though some defensive magic tool had burst.

Then, a blood-red flower blossomed at the top of the entangled mass of vines.