Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1622: Chapter 599: Calm and Collected, Easily Defeating the Enemy

Qin Tianming!

No!

It was merely a false name released by the White-Clothed Cultivator, intentionally using someone else’s reputation to conceal his own, while causing the four from the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering to misjudge his combat style.

This person was never a disciple of the Blood Sea Lineage.

Instead, he was a Golden Core True Disciple of the Soul Refining Lineage!

Right from the start, when the Ten Directions Wuying Formation erupted, he spread his own breath among the numerous shadows, successfully deceiving everyone’s Divine Consciousness, and actually revealing his profound mastery in the Path of Soul.

At that time, although it was unknown whether the Fishing Elder noticed, Luo Chen, with his eyes, perceived the location of the True Body when the number of shadows lessened to a certain extent, thus reminding Hao Ye.

Later on, this person had to guard against the Fishing Elder, who was watching the tiger fight from the mountain, while continuously unleashing techniques.

The Green Sun Fire Bead, the Flying Sword, even up to the revealed Soul-Refining Flag at the end, controlling so many Magic Items simultaneously, and each far superior to those of common Golden Core Cultivators, all revealed his extraordinary accomplishment in Divine Consciousness.

If these still could not serve as corroborating evidence.

Then at the final moment, when he surrounded Hao Ye with the Soul-Refining Flag, instantly exterminating him, that sufficiently explained everything.

Especially!

Hao Ye, this seemingly weak Pseudo-Core Cultivator, actually possessed a fighting power far from being as feeble as imagined.

Whether it was his Talismanic Technique, versatile in offense and defense, or the Dragon Head Spiritual Beast he summoned from the Spirit Beast Bag at the last moment, were enough to demonstrate his capabilities!

Chiwen!

This is not some nameless Demon Beast.

In legends, Chiwen is a Savage Beast containing true dragon bloodline, inherently volatile and adept at avoiding fire disasters, capable of a roar in anger that carries a Divine Soul Attack that throws people’s hearts into chaos.

Those afflicted feel as though they are burning in raging flames, suffering unbearably.

It can be said, with these techniques, Hao Ye would not be considered weak even among those in the Early Stage of Golden Core Realm.

By surprise, his peers of the same order would suffer greatly.

However, after revealing his trump card, the White-Clothed Cultivator was not affected in the slightest!

To withstand Chiwen’s roar signifies that the White-Clothed Cultivator’s Divine Soul Endowment far exceeds the Early Stage of Golden Core Realm!

”A Cultivator of the Yuan Mo Sect Soul Refining Lineage?”

Luo Chen muttered to himself, a flood of thoughts about the techniques that Cultivators of the Yuan Mo Sect Soul Refining Lineage specialized in surfacing in his mind.

The hallmark being the Soul Banner!

Next, is their unpredictable and peculiar combat style.

Lastly, and most fearsome, the Secret Technique of Divine Soul Attack that hits enemies unexpectedly!

Clearly, in a short span of time, the capabilities the White-Clothed Cultivator displayed perfectly matched the North Sea Cultivation World’s description of a Yuan Mo Sect Soul Refining Lineage Cultivator.

”Fortunately, I previously feigned haste in making a move but actually watched the fire from the other side of the river, avoiding the first strike. Otherwise, those strange techniques used on me might have put me at a great disadvantage.”

”And now...”

Luo Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, the Flowing Flame Hammer, which he was not adept at manipulating, was stored back into his Storage Ring.

With a flip of his wrist, a long object wrapped in white cloth appeared in his hand.

Meanwhile, the White-Clothed Cultivator, staring at Luo Chen as if he was a deity or a demon, had an incredulous look in his eyes, his finger pointing towards Luo Chen from afar.

”How is this possible!”

”That Green Flame Bead, crafted by a fire-controlling expert of my sect, if touched by a Cultivator below the Late Golden Core Stage, even if not dead, would lose a layer of skin.”

”How come you are unscathed?”

Luo Chen chuckled lightly, he himself was a master-level existence in the Art of Fire Control!

The constitution of that Green Flame Bead, albeit somewhat wondrous, was easily handled under his Pill Refinement-induced Art of Fire Control, which over the years had become refined; with just slightly exerting himself, it was all straightened out.

Especially, the Green Sun Devil Fire within it, though pure, was merely of Third Order.

Under the counteracting force of his Prosperity and Decline True Fire, there was no chance for it to stir up any havoc.

It was just like a flustered kitten, which he effortlessly calmed down.

Even more so, he had the spare energy to reclaim some of the remaining Green Sun Devil Fire.

Suddenly.

Luo Chen’s eyebrows rose slightly.

The Nine Red Chains floating around him, as if sentient, converged and pecked towards the void.

Clang!

A burst of Qi Strength exploded, creating an immediate cacophony.

A shadow revealed its True Body, turning into a Flying Sword, and flew back in retreat.

Luo Chen’s gaze fell on the finger of the White-Clothed Cultivator that was previously feigning anger, the smile on his face withdrawn, becoming serious.

”I thought the world exaggerated the prowess of your Soul Refining Lineage.”

”But it turns out I underestimated you. This constant scheming combat style is indeed too sinister.”

Having thwarted this ambush, the White-Clothed Cultivator’s brows knitted together.

He was no longer furious but looked calmly towards the three Golden Core Cultivators.

Finally, his gaze settled on the Fishing Elder.

”Liuzi Weng, you and I have no grudges; do you really wish to be so utterly relentless?”

The Fishing Elder tugged at the corner of his mouth, ”No need to waste your breath, it’s none of my concern, this is the command of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering.”

Hearing the words ”Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering,” the White-Clothed Cultivator fell silent, finally speaking bitterly and reluctantly:

”Pang Bujue, Leng Xiaoyue, Fengling Hermit... Haha, indeed, they have irreconcilable enmities with my Yuan Mo Sect, so naturally the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering founded by them will be inexorable towards my sect.”

”When my Demon Sect was still powerful, they were nothing but ants, not even worth glancing at.”

”Yet now, the insignificant have gained power, seeking utter annihilation.”

As he spoke to himself, his expression suddenly turned fierce.

”Not letting me leave, do you really think you have me trapped!”

As he spoke, his hands suddenly lifted.

An extremely sinister Qi Power burst forth from his body.

And the long banner floating behind him unfurled in the wind, with dense black light spreading out.