Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 1769: Chapter 652: Thunderbolt from a Clear Sky, Penghu has a Savage Beast_3

If we delay any further, I’m afraid nothing will be left.

When this issue was mentioned, Ding Yi’s face instantly turned grim.

”Demon King Qingyang!”

...

”Are they urging me again?”

Inside the Star Dou Palace, Luo Chen brushed away the ashes formed from the burning of the Sound Transmission Talisman, his expression indifferent.

It seemed that others’ urgency had nothing to do with him.

Naked, his body covered in black mud.

Inside him, True Fire blazed, searing every corner of his physique.

The extraordinary pain added to his physique; anyone else would have fainted long ago, but Luo Chen seemed oblivious.

He even followed the modifications made to the ”Myriad Paths Confluence” in recent days, urging the True Fire to intensely refine specific areas.

Don’t underestimate these details.

It is through quantitative changes that there’s a chance for qualitative change.

Time slowly passed.

While Luo Chen focused on Body Refinement, the commotion caused by the Oblivion Sea phenomenon in the Outer World not only didn’t dissipate due to the fall of countless lower-order cultivators, but instead grew ever larger.

One by one, powerful figures from unknown places entered the Oblivion Sea from all directions.

Even a supreme Demon Emperor stirred winds and waves from the depths of the Demon Sea, forcibly stepping into the Oblivion Sea.

Moreover, chaos also emerged within the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering.

The three great Eight-Star Demon Hunters suddenly vanished!

Some say they went to that Secret Realm as well.

Not just Fishing Elder and the others, even Blood Independent Cultivator, who had been active frequently beforehand, had not shown his face for a long time.

The decades-long war between righteousness and demons bizarrely ceased after the Oblivion Sea phenomenon appeared.

There were rumors that one of the Three Great Independent Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, Feng Independent Cultivator, appeared within the Canghai Alliance, causing the pause in the righteous-demon war.

Yet all this has nothing to do with Luo Chen.

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A year later.

Ding Yi stepped once more onto the bank of Penghu.

The scene before his eyes was still vast and misty, clouds engulfed, with no traces in sight.

Ding Yi’s face was full of fury, ignoring the persuading words of the cultivator guarding the lake, he ascended into the sky, holding a Yellow Gourd in his hand.

”Demon King Qingyang, failing to fulfill your promise to such an extent, today you must give me an explanation!”

With a shout of anger, he slapped the Green-skinned gourd with his palm.

Immediately, radiant golden sands rolled forth from the gourd, rushing toward the Penghu Grand Array.

Just at this moment, a gale swept in, stirring the golden sands.

Ding Yi snorted, the rolling sands sharply formed, gathering in mid-air into a creature a hundred feet long, resembling neither snake nor worm, looking almost identical to the mythical sandworm.

Amidst the mist, a gigantic Flood Dragon slowly rose from beneath the water, revealing the formidable aura of a Great Demon King.

The Flood Dragon soared into the sky, flicking its tail.

That sandworm showed no fear, after being shattered into scattering sands, it reformed and aimed to envelop the black Flood Dragon.

Another strange wind struck, trying to help the Flood Dragon disperse the golden sands.

Ding Yi’s expression remained unchanged, as he struck the Yellow Gourd again, and another sandworm flew out.

In the dense mist, Tian Xuan’s expression subtly changed, she retreated, continuously waving the Nine Winds Banana Fan in her hand.

Ding Yi’s expression turned ruthless, his form moved, forcibly breaking into the Penghu Grand Array.

”The two of you cannot stop me, make Qingyang come out to see me!”

At this moment.

In the void, there seemed to be the sound of a sword cry!

Zheng!

A chilling murderous aura enveloped him, Ding Yi’s expression slightly changed.

”Is it a killing move from the Penghu Grand Array?”

Ding Yi had a premonition, if that sword struck, he would definitely be unable to resist it.

This attack certainly wasn’t something a Golden Core Cultivator could execute, only borrowing from the killing array set up within Eight Hundred Li Penghu could explain it.

”Today I acted too grandly, I should have summoned Moyun Cave Lord along with me.”

Regretting his grandiosity today, Ding Yi flew out from the Penghu range.

Landed on the shore, he glared fiercely in the direction of Peng Island’s location.

”Qingyang, if you don’t go, don’t blame us for not waiting for you.”

After shouting loudly, he no longer lingered, turned and left, his heart already resolved to head directly to the Oblivion Sea with Moyun Cave Lord.

Just as he turned.

Suddenly!

In the clear sky, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion.

Ding Yi abruptly turned back, the scene before him caused his pupils to shrink sharply.

Masses of cloud and mist began collapsing inward, surging towards the center of Eight Hundred Li Penghu.

The previously calm and unperturbed lake surface now seemed boiling, lifting rolling waves.

Moreover, an terrifying volume of Spirit Qi rose from every island and even the lake bottom, gathering like rivers converging into the sea toward that direction.

”This...”

Just as Ding Yi was in shock, in the next moment, he saw the collapsing clouds fly back, once more covering boundless Penghu.

It seemed as if everything before was just an illusion, as if nothing had happened.

But who was Ding Yi, even with the barrier of the grand array, he could still sense the turbulent surging of Spirit Qi here.

Especially!

In that mysterious and unknowable depth of Penghu, at this moment, an horrifying atmosphere was brewing, as if an ancient desolate beast was slowly awakening from slumber!