Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The Red Rock Crab Demon King murmured, ”A hundred years ago, in the battle of the Mysterious Rock, the Five Great King Crab Clans suffered heavy losses. Later, when the King Crab Clan attempted to unify Mysterious Rock, they were counter-attacked by the Demon Spider Crab Clan’s Chief Zhu Xiang, who colluded with the Outer Sea Demons, leading to an internal war that resulted in the annihilation of the King Crab Clan. The new clan chief, the Jin Jia Great Demon King, also perished in that battle. However, the Jin Ao Great Demon King, despite losing an arm, broke through the siege and escaped into the vast Demon Sea.”

”What about the remaining Blue Emperor Crab, Demon Spider Crab, Nine Claw Poison King Crab, and your Red Rock Crab four clans?”

The Red Rock Crab Demon King continued, ”Their Demon Emperor was summoned to join the North Sea Demon Alliance and is currently launching a full-scale attack on the human territories. I am weak, so I was left behind...”

This Red Rock Crab indeed isn’t very strong, appearing like a newly advanced Demon King.

Luo Chen frowned, ”Demon Alliance?”

”It’s the North Sea Monster Race Allied Forces, led by Great Sage Beili and Lord Sea Emperor Whale. It’s said to comprise dozens of major clans and over a thousand minor clans, possessing immense strength, with ninety percent of the power that once attacked the Yuan Mo Sect!”

Luo Chen took a deep breath, his eyes flickering with astonishment.

He had naturally heard of Great Sage Beili and the Sea Emperor Whale.

They were two renowned ancient demons at the Divine Transformation Stage in the North Sea!

Back then, under their leadership, they raised an army of billions of demon races to invade the Beiji Yemo Tian.

Logically, they should have been trapped inside Ye Mo Sky, so how have they now formed a Demon Alliance?

He intended to inquire further information.

Like when they broke the seal to escape and how the current battle is going?

But this little Demon King, secluded in a corner, couldn’t possibly know these details.

In the end, Luo Chen could only wave his hand, throwing the muddled Demon King back into the sea.

The Liuyu Feiyun Chariot continued its course; now it was Tian Xuan controlling this flying magical treasure.

She and Sang Jinghe took turns along the way, which was both energy-saving and maintained their speed relentlessly day and night.

From within the carriage, a voice filled with doubt came from Black King.

”Master, aren’t you going to slaughter them? Back in the day, these guys relentlessly pursued us.”

”But we were the ones who first hunted their clan members, how can you turn the tables like that!”

”Uh... Anyway, I just can’t stand these claw-wielding guys, their hard shells make my stomach ache.”

”Forget it, without any need for resources, why create unnecessary death? Speaking of which, you’re all from the Demon Clan, why are you so violent towards your own kind?”

”We’re not the same clan at all! ’Demon’ is just what immortal cultivators call all non-human beasts. We’re not from the same family at all. But now, what kind of race am I, Old Black? Master, do you know?”

”Haha, that’s indeed a difficult question for me.”

...

Determining Black King’s current race was really difficult for Luo Chen.

He was originally a Black Scaled Giant Python rolling in the mire.

Later, through secret techniques, he was forcefully turned into a Black Scaled Flood Dragon. But at that time, Black King couldn’t really be considered a flood dragon, at best a flood python.

Even after devouring the Cliff Serpent’s remains, he didn’t fully transform.

He then absorbed millions of Dragon Qiu’s blood, plus Luo Chen’s blood essence, and was further influenced by the remnants of the Desolate Beast Stone Dragon’s soul.

In this process, Emperor Liquor, a sacred medicine for demon beasts to tap deep into their bloodlines, continued to play a role.

By now, when speaking of Black King’s race, both his bloodlines and soul couldn’t be easily categorized, only in his appearance could some semblance to the Ying Long from ancient records be seen.

But unfortunately, he lacked wings!

Let’s just consider him a flood dragon then!

Luo Chen couldn’t be bothered with such trivial matters as he swiftly passed over the Mysterious Rock Sea Area.

He once had high hopes for this place, nearly considering it a candidate for advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage, but from his current perspective, it was exceedingly poor in Spirit Qi.

Especially the Mysterious Rock Island, which hadn’t been properly nurtured. A hundred years passed, yet it hadn’t been restored to Fourth Order, still lingering at Third Order Stage.

In this sea, no Demon Emperor would likely emerge within hundreds of years.

...

The carriage continued forward, and Luo Chen discreetly scanned with his Divine Consciousness as he passed.

He found that, in general, things hadn’t changed much from his memories, but some islands were no longer there.

For instance, a large island where humans gathered, which once had a Golden Core Sect stationed, had now vanished along with its people.

This was very strange.

Even if it had been destroyed in a battle, there should have been ruins left behind.

Moreover, Luo Chen remembered that the Immortal Island had arrays from the Canghai Alliance to connect islands, ordinary demon beasts shouldn’t have been able to attack it.

However, this oddity paled in comparison to something else.

That was the disappearance of Soulbreak Cliff!

From Longyuan Island heading eastward, spanning millions of miles, Luo Chen cautiously approached the area in the Netherworld Sea where he remembered Soulbreak Cliff used to be.

But, there was nothing!

Yes, the skies were clear, the sea was blue, with no murky yellow spring, no terrifying scene of broken souls.

Even flying along the outer edge of the Demon Sea, passing by, he found no signs of Soulbreak Cliff or the Netherworld Sea.

”Did it run away?”

”Could that sea be a living thing?”

This speculation floated to the surface of his mind.

Luo Chen remembered, while using the Kai Mao Technique passed from Han Zhan, splitting his Divine Soul to dwell in a puppet, just before its demise, it faintly relayed back an image.

An endless Netherworld, washing through the void.

The sea surged, gnawing at consciousness.

To explain the mysterious disappearance of the Netherworld Sea, perhaps the answer lies in the sea being a living entity.

...

A month later.

The Xintian Petrel circled, and the Salo Tree swayed.

Luo Chen quietly descended from the carriage.

”You all proceed to the Flying Swallow Islands and wait for me, I will come shortly barring any accident.”