Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1720: Chapter 632: Fight On Their Own, Vine King Emerges_3

No wonder he was once a powerhouse of the Ascendant Sect, his depth and foundation are profound, even amidst this fierce battle, he remains composed and at ease.

On the other hand, Huangfu Song’s situation appeared far less dignified.

At the start, he attempted to slash the vine with his long sword, but the Fourth-order Withered Blood Vine’s resilience was unparalleled. His Sword Qi was inferior to Dao Lan’s Sword Qi and could not sever it in a single blow.

When one tactic failed, he tried to emulate Luo Chen by creating distance.

But at this point, the encirclement formed by the Withered Blood Vine was already complete.

Left without options, a heavy burst of purple light erupted from his body, enveloping several miles around him.

Within the purple light, his Sword Qi seemed to receive an enhancement, growing increasingly adept and fluid in execution.

That purple light—Luo Chen was very familiar with it.

Back when they clashed at Penghu, during the moment Luo Chen used the Mirror Flower, Water Moon Technique to bewilder the opponent, it had appeared once before.

Luo Chen speculated that this was likely the opponent’s most relied-upon trump card.

After quickly scanning the battle scenes of everyone present, clarity dawned within Luo Chen’s heart.

”Hammer strikes and bombardment are unsuitable for dealing with these Fourth-order Withered Blood Vines; a different method is needed.”

”Slashing and piercing would be far more effective.”

”Regrettably, my Xuanhuo Sword has already been destroyed.”

”Still, apart from that, there are other techniques that could work.”

With a surge of thought, the Flowing Flame Hammer was withdrawn into his storage pouch.

Without the suppressive pressure of the Flowing Flame Hammer, the white vines pursuing from below became increasingly brazen.

Luo Chen paid them no heed and simply opened his mouth to exhale!

A wisp of pale white smoke surged forth from his lips.

Gazing at the smoke, a trace of regret flickered within Luo Chen’s eyes.

Since the battle at Coldlight Island, the Fierce Fire Miasma he had forged from Withering and Flourishing Evil Qi had dwindled to this lone cluster.

Originally, he had planned to use it as a foundation to restore the full power of the Fierce Fire Miasma over time.

But unexpectedly, in the years occupied by Tool Casting, he had found no time to replenish it.

”While this technique is of little use in my current battle, I’ll leave its final remnants here at Deadwood Ridge!”

Muttering softly, Luo Chen’s Qi Power erupted in an uncontrollable torrent.

Alongside his surging Qi Power came threads of azure flames.

Prosperity and Decline True Fire!

The Withering and Flourishing Evil Qi was originally formed from years of burning Prosperity and Decline Fire.

Now, bolstered by its source and amplified by Luo Chen’s Qi Power.

In an instant, the smoke transformed into boundless fireworks.

Luo Chen pressed a single palm downward, unleashing a tumultuous surge.

In the blink of an eye, the white vines collided with the pale smoke and fire.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

A stench of charred remains permeated every corner.

Upon witnessing the fierce struggles of the Fourth-order Withered Blood Vine within the Fierce Fire Miasma, Luo Chen clenched his teeth and intensified his Qi Power output.

”Burn for me!”

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The sound of burning grew louder and louder. Above the skies, dozens of massive vine tendrils became engulfed in azure flames, resembling celestial dragons.

The corrosive Withering and Flourishing Evil Qi relentlessly infiltrated their interiors, destroying the roots of the Withered Blood Vine from within.

This process persisted for a full tea’s time.

Only when Luo Chen began to feel his stamina wearing thin did the ”dragons” finally lose their vitality and collapse to the ground.

Boom!

Luo Chen landed with both feet, frowning as he glanced at the struggling Fourth-order Withered Blood Vine lying on the earth.

”Though it’s said to possess Golden Core Combat Power, in truth, its methods are too singular. Once a counter-strategy is found, it becomes utterly vulnerable.”

”Still, its tenacity truly borders on excessive!”

Taking a deep breath, his Qi Power began to circulate with precision once more.

Luo Chen’s hands moved rapidly in Spiritual Secrets, before they came together in a sword formation.

One after another, Sword Qi slashed out from his hands.

Gengjin Sword Qi of Kusanagi!

This technique’s order was not high—only Second Order—and it wasn’t even originally developed for combat. It was merely a Spirit Planting Technique used by Spirit Plant Cultivators for harvesting mature Spirit Plants.

Yet surprisingly, this technique was remarkably effective against wood-type monsters.

As Sword Qi burst forth incessantly, the white vines still struggling on the ground were instantly severed.

With the vine tendrils cut off, their once-vibrant life force vanished in an instant.

Upon seeing this, Luo Chen instinctively turned his gaze towards the valley.

”The life force of these child vines likely originates from the mother plant?”

Just as he lifted his head to observe, an aged silhouette appeared, stepping atop the fragmented corpses of the Fourth-order Withered Blood Vines shredded by threads into ruin, ascending to the summit of the cliff.

The figure turned, overlooking the earth below.

In the figure’s view, the red-robed man stood empty-handed, without any remaining adversaries at his sides.

The burly man dragged his enormous blade backward as he retreated, but no white vines pursued him.

A man adorned in a dazzling star-patterned robe—Gou Xingshi—gestured into the void, summoning waves of Starlight to flow toward him.

The only unfinished battle, infused with wisps of purple light, culminated in an angry roar. A massive, square Seal Stamp smashed into the ground, grinding the pervasive Fourth-order Withered Blood Vine into powder.

The Fishing Elder gazed at that purple Seal Stamp with a pleased expression.

”The Feathered Wings have been plucked. Now it’s your turn to show yourself!”

As though in response, the earth trembled in reply.

From within the valley, a towering pillar of Spirit Qi erupted skywards.

The Five Great Golden Core Cultivators raised their heads to watch, their pupils quivering.

Within the Spirit Qi column, a vast white vine stretched like a giant dragon, bridging the heavens and the earth.