Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

One, two, three, four!

In the twentieth year since the opening of the Land of Fallen Demons, the fourth palace in Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces quietly lit up.

Why is it ”quietly”?

Because the light of this palace is slightly dim compared to the other three palaces.

It exactly corresponds remotely to the Hall of Light—the Hall of Darkness.

If it weren’t for the sudden appearance of two people on the Sea of Clouds Square, the crowd would have almost failed to notice the Hall of Darkness opening.

As soon as the two figures steadied themselves, one of them launched an attack without hesitation, disregarding the surrounding people as if they were nothing.

A blood-red streak, condensed to its utmost limit, accompanied by a tremendous sword qi, struck down with a roar.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, forcing the other person hundreds of zhang away.

Seeing the brawny man with a beard holding a blood blade about to pursue relentlessly, the opponent immediately shouted, ”Blood Independent Cultivator, do you really want a fight to the death? The Dark Realm inheritance has been taken, why must we fight to a standstill here?”

Under the fierce light of the sword, the brawny man revealed his true appearance.

His expression was resolute, with a rugged beard.

The blood robe fluttered, tyrannically arrogant!

And that long knife in his hand, resembling a Miao sword, instantly revealed his identity to everyone around.

Godly Blood Blade!

Blood Independent Cultivator!

One of the Three Great Independent Cultivators in the North Sea Cultivation World!

His legend spread across every part of the North Sea, known as a presence that makes children stop crying.

Upon learning of his identity, everyone understood why he was so formidable.

Blood Independent Cultivator has that qualification!

And the other person, although also wearing a blood-colored Daoist robe, had a demeanor that was much more dispirited by comparison.

At this moment, Blood Independent Cultivator raised his head to the sky, looking at the palace building slowly emerging with light.

Seeing his movement, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

”You and I have fought for over ten years with no clear winner. The Dark Realm inheritance has been taken, continuing like this will only benefit the third party.”

As he said this, his gaze swept over the group behind Blood Independent Cultivator.

To this.

”A fight to the death?”

Blood Independent Cultivator slowly withdrew his gaze, speaking mocking words.

”No clear winner?”

With every word, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s face grew uglier.

Blood Independent Cultivator snorted coldly, ”By borrowing the power left by Elder Xue Hai of Yuan Mo Sect, you’ve struggled for over ten years, and have really considered yourself the same as me. How much longer can you hold up?”

”You!”

Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s expression was flushed, saying hatefully, ”Aren’t you, too, coveting this power?”

Blood Independent Cultivator nodded, showing no concealment.

”Yes, I want that power to aid my demonic technique in reaching Completion Stage, stepping into the realm of a Great Cultivator. Unlike you, who clearly have immense power, yet cultivate a mess without reason.”

Before Blood Nightmare Mo Luo could retort, he swept his cold gaze behind him.

”Furthermore, if I kill you, how can these petty thieves be the beneficiaries?”

Under his overwhelmingly domineering glare, the swept person’s instinct was to take a step back.

Someone as weak as Moyun Cave Lord trembled with fear, his mind filled with the illusory images of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

”It’s the Blood Evil of Killing!”

A low shout awoke Moyun Cave Lord.

Upon seeing, the Nascent Soul True Master shrouded in a black robe had already shielded him from behind.

”Thank you, Senior!”

Though he didn’t know why the other was protecting him, Moyun Cave Lord still thanked him sincerely.

The Black-Robed True Master did not reply, looking as if facing a great enemy.

In mid-air, Blood Independent Cultivator glanced at him and sneered, ”Neither human nor ghost, a puppet body, yet two tricks up your sleeve indeed.”

The Black-Robed True Master nodded, retreating a few steps with Moyun Cave Lord.

”Blood Independent Cultivator, as you wish!”

The implication being not to partake in their struggle.

At the same time, the others also expressed their positions.

Sea Corner Tianmu was the most guarded!

Here, all were strong from the Human Clan, she alone was from the Demon Clan.

If everyone thought of killing her first...

With this concern, not to mention being the mantis stalking the cicada unaware of the oriole behind, she initially thought of protecting herself, naturally not going to participate in the dual ”Blood” battle.

”If only Dragon Sect and Liu Jun were here, I wouldn’t be in such a dangerous position!”

Feiyun Zi’s eyes flickered, showing some tentative eagerness.

His gaze wandered between Blood Independent Cultivator and Blood Nightmare Mo Luo for a while, then on the Black-Robed True Master, but ultimately rested on those celestial buildings above the Nine Heavens.

He had no interest in these meaningless battles.

For a moment, only two people remained who hadn’t avoided Blood Independent Cultivator’s gaze.

”It looks like the two of you don’t know the danger?”

Feileng Fairy’s face was cold, ”Sorry, before we came in, the three of us agreed to advance and retreat together.”

Old Daoist Ji Yuan gave a wry smile, ”Independent cultivator, why the internal strife? Why not cease fighting and await together for the opening of Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces, and take the benefits from those who acquired the inheritance?”

In response to this, Blood Independent Cultivator gave a fierce smile.

”Those things, they’re unrelated to me, all I want is the power left by the Blood Sea Elder Ancestor!”

”The three of you, come at me together!”

”What does this Independent Cultivator fear!”

As he spoke, his body surged with intense blood light, a figure walked out from him.

That person’s face was fierce, with slender and long eyes.

Though the appearance was completely different from the brawny and imposing Blood Independent Cultivator, the overall temperament was nearly identical as they stood together.

Upon this person’s appearance, Feileng Fairy gasped, ”Elder Yan!”

”No, that’s not Elder Yan, that’s the Blood God Child refined by Blood Independent Cultivator!” Blood Nightmare Mo Luo exclaimed, revealing the newcomer’s identity, and quickly explaining, ”Blood Independent Cultivator refined four Nascent Soul Period Blood God Children, one perished by the magic creature in the Dark Realm, one Blood God Child perished with my Heavenly Gang and Earth Evil 108 Blood God Children, another died under my sword, now only one remains.”