Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Once upon a time, Yanfu Mountain hung high above the Nine Heavens, rarely glimpsed in its entirety by anyone.

Now, with the Immortal Mountain fallen, Luo Chen could finally see its true appearance.

At first glance, it seemed not particularly majestic, unable to compare with the Central State Heaven and Earth Peak that touched the skies.

In terms of ruggedness and uniqueness, it wasn’t as abruptly towering as Mount Sky Cliff.

Yet, this mountain quietly nestled within the Abyss, bestowed an overwhelming sense of heaviness, akin to a giant beast lying dormant.

Moreover, Yanfu Mountain remained entirely unaffected by the impurity of Ming Shui, with streams of Heaven and Earth Qi converging from all directions, devoured by the Array Light.

What an extraordinary mountain indeed!

At this moment, cries and shouts echoed from the outskirts of Yanfu Mountain.

A vast amount of Ghost Qi howled around, sweeping the surroundings as if shadows of a hundred ghosts emerging at night.

”Where is this junior from, daring to vie with me, Yan Qianji, for this opportunity!”

”In learning, there are no precedents; accomplishments speak for themselves. You and I are both at the Fourth Order Ghost Emperor Realm, so why act your elder?”

”I, an old man, have trodden the path of Ghost Cultivation for three thousand years, during which you were still in the throes of reincarnation. How dare you stand in comparison!”

”Three thousand years indeed—I fear those years were spent in soul-sealing slumber like an old turtle!”

The elderly man’s tone and the melodious woman’s voice clashed continuously, far from mere conversation.

Each word they spoke released waves that could possess and bewilder souls, with the most perilous directly attacking the opponent’s Original Source of the Divine Soul.

The Ghost Cultivator’s physical body was destroyed, lacking a Sea of Consciousness to shield from the Outer World.

Their greatest asset was their Divine Soul, but their largest vulnerability was also the unshielded Divine Soul!

Under persistent assault, the slightly weaker Bai Meiling was beginning to show signs of struggle.

The flag she waved in her hand seemed increasingly futile.

”Prepare to meet your end!”

With a furious shout, Yan Qianji revealed his enormous Ghost Body, launching a fierce palm strike beneath.

Bai Meiling’s face changed drastically, without hesitation she assumed her true form, transforming into a hundred-foot ghostly serpent, ready to depart with the Soul-Refining Flag.

Yet the Ghost Body darkened the sky, the thick Black Fog engulfing all directions, leaving no escape, seemingly forcing her to take the strike head-on.

”I regret heedlessly following Sect Leader Li’s words!”

A hint of regret flashed across Bai Meiling’s face, but she made her resolve.

She could die here, but the few disciples she brought must return unharmed!

”Tian Xuan, it’s up to you!”

After transmitting through Divine Consciousness Voice Transmission, she threw the Soul-Refining Flag outward like an arrow off the string, piercing through the Black Fog.

Meanwhile, Bai Meiling turned back, sacrificing herself towards the massive Hand Seal.

And then, a sudden spark erupted, transforming into a soaring Fire Phoenix that met the Ghost Palm before Bai Meiling.

Boom!

In the intense clash, Bai Meiling paused, both surprised and delighted.

She watched the soaring Fire Phoenix not only break the Ghost Palm but press onward with blazing momentum, sweeping away the dense Ghostly Fog to reveal a stretch of clear Green Sky.

Large patches of Ghostly Fog were struck back, revealing Yan Qianji’s true form.

It was a creature armored in heavy shell, looking like a turtle.

Yet its head and tail were connected to armor shaped by Ghost Qi, resembling a tortoise or a turtle-like existence.

With his killer move thwarted, Yan Qianji was torn between anger and shock.

”Who?”

From outside the mountain, a silhouette met Bai Meiling’s hopeful gaze, stepping upon the shimmering waves, approaching No-Water Yanfu Mountain.

Clad in black robes and black hair, eyes resembling Cold Pool Abyss and gaze like sun, moon, and stars, he was irresistible to behold.

It was Luo Chen!

He spoke calmly, ”Friend, although you claim elder status, why bully the weak?”

Yan Qianji snorted, ”Dark Abyss Sect suppressed me for millennia. Before destruction, Tian Yuan even instigated us for their schemes. Now this Yanfu Mountain is merely a small compensation. This young woman knows no humility, trying to snatch my opportunity—do you think I should intervene?”

Bai Meiling urgently interjected, ”Master, we arrived first. The remnants of formations on the outskirts were cracked by Min Longyu and Tian Xuan. The old fool shamelessly followed us in and now tries to bite back!”

Master?

Yan Qianji frowned, his powerful Divine Consciousness sweeping over Luo Chen.

In his view, Bai Meiling wasn’t particularly formidable, yet she served someone as her master?

Then this person must be far stronger than imagined!

No matter how his Divine Consciousness searched, he couldn’t discern any trace from Luo Chen.

This could only mean one thing—that this black-robed man’s Divine Soul Endowment surpassed his own!

Luo Chen’s expression remained unchanged, turning to face Yan Qianji after hearing Bai Meiling.

”Friend, everything must observe precedence. Don’t you think?”

Yan Qianji laughed coldly, ”Words are useless; ultimately, strength determines the outcome.”

Luo Chen nodded, ”Indeed. Fate’s opportunities befriend the destined, and fate... Little Bai, the Soul-Refining Flag isn’t merely for your use, watch carefully!”

With that, Luo Chen unfurled the Soul Banner held in his hand.

A multitude of fierce ghosts roared out from within.

Qi Refinement Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Core Stage... later even Ghost Emperor Level entities with a deer’s head emerged.

Facing such ghost creatures, Yan Qianji sneered, unimpressed.

Ghost creatures refined by the Soul-Refining Flag were in a dazed state, mindless and fearless!

Yet in the next moment!

Luo Chen performed a Dao Law Method, uttering softly, ”Merge!”

Suddenly, in Yan Qianji’s disbelief, the ghosts, strong or weak, merged together, forming an enormous fierce ghost towering into the thousand-foot range, charging towards him.