Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 896: Chapter 367: Using the Art of Tool Command, The Nine-River Spirit King_2

Yet in the opponent’s hand, a black and red longsword was already firmly grasped.

His pupils shrank, Magic Item!

It wasn’t that he was shocked the opponent possessed a magic item, but that the opponent had taken out the magic item without any hesitation, indicating a deadly resolve.

At this moment, he quickly reigned in all his anger and put himself into battle mode.

He, too, took out a magic flying sword, strikingly blue and crystal-clear, glimmering like ice.

“Then let’s fight!”

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Without the slightest hesitation, he mobilized the spirit qi within his body and poured it continuously into the flying sword.

Since a challenge of one move was agreed upon.

There was no room for probing, for back and forth exchanges, for wit and cunning.

It was a test of pure strength!

Across from him, the man held the longsword and didn’t seem to mobilize any spirit power, but danced strangely with it instead.

It was like he was writing or engraving something, his posture unrestrained, resembling a wild scholar splashing ink across a canvas.

The two of them created quite a stir.

Naturally, they could not conceal their actions from others.

Above the Golden Sand Floating Island, a noise almost instantly filled the air.

Many cultivators emerged from their dwellings, craning their necks to watch the battle.

Especially those cultivators who had seen Luo Chen previously at the floating island’s Mooring Flat.

They were even more astounded.

This Dan Chenzi had started a fight as soon as he arrived.

Indeed, what a formidable temperament!

At the Luo Tian Creed’s stationed area, the three factions’ members all looked up, not daring to let out a breath.

Only the two Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Divine Water Sect transmitted messages to each other via spirit consciousness.

“Isn’t this Dan Chenzi too arrogant? He’s just a Pill Refiner, how dare he go all-out against Qu Zhenbiao, a Sixth Level Foundation Establishment Cultivator?”

“Junior Brother, the Qu family is far from Tianlan Immortal City, not knowing Luo Chen’s capability is one thing. How can you be so ignorant?”

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

“Have you forgotten that Luo Chen, before he was known as Dan Chenzi, had another title?”

“Hiss, Fire Spirit Lord!”

By the banks of the Qin Flower River, the fire type displayed its might.

In that battle, the Fire Spirit Lord didn’t even use his magical weapons and treasures, yet he single-handedly slew three Early Stage Foundation Establishment and one Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. Moreover, he dominated both banks of Qing Mountain and protected the clan left by his friend from countless cultivators.

How could one regard such a person as a weak Pill Refiner inept at spell battles?

Moreover!

The Divine Water Sect cultivators looked on in terror at the black and red treasured sword.

The Fire Spirit Lord had taken out a magic item, showing he truly intended to kill!

This time, Qu Zhenbiao had truly struck an iron board!

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Above the sky, everything was golden yellow.

Qu Zhenbiao suddenly looked up, focusing on Luo Chen.

“Foolish youth, to trade killing moves as if this were a sect challenge match,” he said with a sneer.

With a low shout, the magic flying sword in his hand burst forth into the sky.

The sword light howled, fierce killing intent icy sharp.

But its power didn’t seem very great.

He had not mustered any killing moves at all; instead, he sought to disrupt the other’s artifact killing move.

If his plans succeeded, the backlash would certainly injure Luo Chen.

Regardless of life or death, the verdict of victory was clear.

Luo Chen had already lost!

Awaiting his moment of triumph, the flying sword had reached a spot ten feet in front of Luo Chen.

At such a distance, the opponent was still dazed, having not even brought out a defensive magic tool.

“You have lost!”

Just as he declared victory.

A dazzling azure glaze light curtain burst forth in an instant.

There was no resounding explosion.

The seemingly unstoppable magic item flying sword, as if caught in a quagmire, saw its speed suddenly slow to a crawl.

Within that curtain of light, it moved at a snail’s pace.

Seeing this scene, Qu Zhenbiao’s expression drastically changed.

What kind of defense spell was this, so abnormal that it could even block a magic flying sword?

And when had the other party activated it?

He hadn’t seen him form any seals or chant any spells!

Talismans? An automatic protective magic item?

While he was shocked, a red sun, amidst the sweeping golden sands, gently rose.

Accompanied by it were those cold, indifferent eyes.

“The real clown here is none other than you.”

As his words fell,

the sun set!

The fierce sun, emerging from the tip of the sword, exploded right above Qu Zhenbiao’s head.

Boom!!!

The overwhelmingly vigorous spirit power fluctuation exploded without restraint.

The raging high temperature, as if intent on burning everything in the world to ashes,

distorted even the void, creating ripples like gleaming water.

Qu Zhenbiao, who was desperately pulling out his defensive magic tool, couldn’t withstand the onslaught for even a mere moment before it melted away.

“Ahh…”

A scream suddenly pierced the air.

And that terrifying explosive power seemed poised to destroy everything as it descended upon him.

“Enough!”

A soft and gentle voice suddenly came through.

Afterward.

A streak of light flashed across the top of the immense castle of Profound Ice.

The flames that filled the sky instantly dissipated.

Qu Zhenbiao, who had narrowly escaped death, was far from being out of distress.

His body, like a kite with its string cut, plunged straight down.

Mouthfuls of fresh blood spurted out of him, even accompanied by flames.

In the sky above, Luo Chen reached out and removed Qu Zhenbiao’s Magic Flying Sword.

Watching this scene, his expression remained as calm as ever.

It was as if he knew that this moment would come.

At this moment, he held a sword of both water and fire, his black hair billowing in the wind, and his cold eyes overseeing the entire Golden Sand Floating Island.

The fearful gazes of everyone, the shocked expressions, all were reflected in his eyes.

“Hmph!”

With a cold snort, he did not even glance at the still-breathing Qu Zhenbiao but landed straight at the Luo Tian Creed’s headquarters.

“Our leader is mighty!”

“Our leader is mighty!”

“Our leader is mighty!”

Though there were only dozens of people, the sound they made was like a tidal wave.

Luo Chen raised his hand to signal them to quieten.

The Luo Tian Creed Cultivators immediately halted, looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

Luo Chen turned around and looked at the Qu family’s Cultivators, including Foundation Establishment True Cultivators.

“Not leaving? Do you need me to invite you out?”

The Qu family’s Cultivators trembled, instinctively retreating.

But one of the Foundation Establishment True Cultivators took a step back, then stopped and said through gritted teeth, “I would still ask Friend Luo to return our Qu family’s Nine-Channel Spirit King Sword.”

The statement was firm, but to the audience, it sounded almost like a plea.

Luo Chen casually performed a flourish with the sword.

The azure long sword was laid out before him.

“So this sword is called the Nine-Channel Spirit King, indeed a good name, as well as a fine sword.”

“Unfortunately, it’s a case of casting pearls before swine, a treasure sword covered in dust.”

“Your Family Head does not deserve to possess this sword!”

“Now leave, I won’t see you out!”

At these words, the Qu family’s Cultivators went from red to pale.

The battle that had taken place in the sky was clear for all to see.

They had agreed on a single move to determine the winner.

However, their Family Head tried to be clever and attempted to interrupt the other’s concentration on their Artifact Killing Move.

If it hadn’t been for that, even if they had lost after contesting Killing Moves,

they wouldn’t have been defeated so miserably.

It was a loss without the slightest ability to fight back.

If it hadn’t been for the Ice Castle Golden Core Ascendant Master’s intervention, he likely wouldn’t have had a life to lose by now.

The phrase ‘treasure sword covered in dust’ was no mere sarcasm.

But to have their clan’s treasure sword in the hands of an outsider was something they absolutely couldn’t accept.

They had wanted to say something else.

However, upon seeing Luo Chen’s unkind gaze, the previously vocal Foundation Establishment True Cultivator fell silent.

The whole person became scared stiff, retreating uncontrollably.

The Qu family’s Cultivators retreated.

Luo Chen then turned his gaze towards the Divine Water Sect.

Before he could say anything.

Both Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Divine Water Sect bowed and cupped their hands in a flawless Daoist salute.

“I have seen Friend Dan Chenzi! Xu Xiang offers his regards.”

“The Fire Spirit Lord truly lives up to his reputation, Luo Jiangnan of the Divine Water Sect offers his respects.”

Luo Chen pulled the corner of his mouth into a smile.

He knew very well they had come with ill intentions at first.

But at that moment, one doesn’t strike a smiling face.

With both swords in hand, he was not in a position to salute, so he could only speak.

“If time permits, I would be pleased to have a small gathering with the two of you.”

The underlying message was that he currently had no time for pleasantries.

The two from Divine Water Sect were not offended and cheerfully left with their Disciples.

It was only then that the Luo Tian Creed headquarters finally quieted down.

Luo Chen dispelled his previously cold and ruthless demeanor, and a warm smile once again adorned his face.

“Everyone go and rest!”

“Old Xu, tally up the injured. I’ll tend to them in a bit.”

With that, he entered the stone house.

After he was gone, the Cultivators of the Luo Tian Creed could no longer contain their excitement, splitting off into groups to talk.

Some enthusiastic members even invited their friends within the Creed to drink and talk at length.

Today’s battle had truly lifted their spirits, sweeping away the recent demoralization of the Luo Tian Creed.

Inside the stone house!

Ching!

“Without the Chi Dragon Sword, there’s still the Nine-Channel Spirit King Sword. Ying Zhang, do you fancy this sword?”