Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

”The ghost creatures in the Nether Abyss are increasing!”

This was Luo Chen’s first discovery after leaving the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land.

At first, he thought that after being swept by the Qi Xia Emperor, the powerful ghost creatures in the abyss would have either been injured, killed, or gone into hiding, and there wouldn’t be so many.

But the reality was quite different!

A large number of low-level ghosts wandered everywhere, occasionally brushing past Luo Chen, who had suppressed his presence.

There were even Ghost Kings equivalent to the Golden Core Period appearing frequently.

Luo Chen only needed a few encounters to understand the origin of these new ghost creatures.

”The Human Clan!”

”From the Dark Abyss Sect!”

Indeed, the divine transformation battle that spread across the Mingyuan Sacred Land had affected all the Mingyuan Sect disciples.

Many cultivators were swept away by the aftermath of the Great Power’s attack, turning directly into ashes and smoke without even realizing it.

However, since the techniques of Qi Xia Emperor and others were not mainly targeted at them, quite a few souls were luckily preserved.

Now, two years later, those bewildered souls gradually awoke and became part of the endless ghost creatures in the Nether Abyss.

”I wonder if any Nascent Soul True Masters from the Mingyuan Sect managed to preserve their souls?”

This was what Luo Chen was more curious about.

For an immortal cultivator to transform into a ghost cultivator, there are three different thresholds, related to the realm of the immortal cultivator when alive.

The first is the Golden Core Period. At this time, the cultivator can project their divine consciousness; once they fall, they gradually recover their memories from life after passing through the initial bewildered phase. For instance, Pang Renxiong from the Yu Ding Sword Sect was such an example.

If one is below the Golden Core Period, transforming into a normal ghost cultivator becomes very difficult.

They cannot retain their memories and consciousness, often becoming stupid and chaotic.

Like Bai Meiling, if she hadn’t encountered Luo Chen, she might never have embarked on a normal path of ghost cultivation.

The second threshold is the Nascent Soul Stage.

At this stage, the cultivator’s divine soul can reside within the Nascent Soul, so even if the physical body collapses, the soul has a place to reside.

Relatively speaking, transforming into a ghost cultivator is much simpler for them, as they don’t need to pass through the initial bewildered stage and can maintain clear consciousness.

They even have the ability to snatch the body of a living person and start the path of cultivation anew.

Han Zhan was the best example of this in the past.

Luo Chen wasn’t sure whether there were any ghost creatures transformed from the souls of Nascent Soul True Masters in the Nether Abyss, but even if there were, they wouldn’t be many.

Given the ruthless methods of the Qi Xia Emperor, any Nascent Soul experts who dared to provoke her would have undoubtedly faced utter destruction and obliteration of their souls.

As for the third threshold?

Luo Chen wasn’t very sure, having only seen a few descriptions in ancient texts.

Some powerful existences, even after falling, could achieve eternal survival of their souls.

At this time, they have two choices.

One is to convert to the Path of Ghost; the other is to retain a bit of spirit consciousness, fall back into reincarnation, and be reborn through a fetus.

Especially the latter, once successful, would awaken with innate wisdom, and relying on experiences and insights from past lives, would progress in cultivation at an extremely rapid pace.

With these various thoughts, Luo Chen continued onward.

After traveling far from the Elixir Saint’s Blessed Land, he stopped and looked skyward with golden eyes.

”It’s time to go up and take a look!”

Without hesitation, his entire being shot up to the water surface like an arrow.

With golden flames suppressing the abyss, nothing could exit.

This was one of the main reasons Luo Chen had been trapped before.

But this time!

Hiss!

A wisp of the same golden flame emerged from Luo Chen’s body, swirling around to envelop him entirely.

Then... swish!

He leapt to the Green Sky, returning to the mortal world.

Luo Chen glanced downward and couldn’t help but gasp.

As far as the eye could see, stretching for thousands, even tens of thousands of miles, were golden flames burning endlessly.

Gulp.

Luo Chen swallowed his saliva, feeling a sense of disbelief in his heart.

”Just how deep is the Qi power of the Qi Xia Emperor that she can unleash the Nirvana Sacred Fire over such a vast range, suppressing the Nether Abyss single-handedly!”

He thought that even if he achieved the Divine Transformation Realm in the future, activating the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire would at most cover a land of ten thousand miles.

Let alone the majestic view stretching beyond the horizon.

As for now?

Luo Chen, giving his all, even if it meant the collapse of his Nascent Soul, estimated that the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire would cover only a few hundred miles.

Shaking his head, Luo Chen stopped thinking about others and quickly flew in one direction.

At the gap in the water surface from which he emerged,

a group of ghost creatures began to gather. Driven by curiosity and uncertainty, a Golden Core Ghost King finally couldn’t hold back.

It quietly swam upward, and upon reaching the gap, leaped.

Then came a soul-chilling scream that resonated with all the ghost creatures below.

The golden flames spread, and the gap closed.

The so-called Golden Core Ghost King had already turned into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating into nothingness.

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Two days later,

Luo Chen stopped midair, his expression extremely grim.

He dared not move, as if immobilized by some technique, standing quietly in the air.

On his left hand, bare and exposed, was a thin red line.

As for the white sleeves like frost and snow, they had vanished.

It must be noted, this Daoist robe was the Snow Frost Robe awarded to him by the Mingyuan Sect.

Though it was merely worn by Pill Refiners to guard against fire toxins during long sessions of Pill Refinement, its order was by no means low, reaching the True Device Level!

Yet, without encountering any enemy, the sleeve disappeared.

Not only that, but even Luo Chen’s immensely powerful arm was just severed.

If Luo Chen hadn’t reacted quickly, halted his forward momentum, and used Qi power to retrieve the severed limb, he might be dealing with more than just a severed sleeve or hand right now.