Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Opportunities lie ahead, but indeed, no one can be trusted!

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A man in black armor, wearing the Ping Mountain Crown and with Jin Ling swaying in the void, stood high in the air.

His eyes, like a dark abyss, gazed down at the three below, uttering words of slaughter lightly.

”Are you trying to stop me?”

Bai Xuanjun said nothing, but bone spines emerged from his body, making him look like a hedgehog from afar.

Hidden Sword Tower Master Fan Wujiao patted the sword box on his back, and sword leaves flew out in streams of light.

”Sorry, but I have been entrusted with a mission and must fulfill it with loyalty.”

Purple Robe Marquis looked somewhat hesitant; he had known Luo Chen for just over a year.

But they got along well and were quite congenial.

At this moment, with weapons drawn against each other, it was not his wish.

But as Fan Wujiao said, one must be loyal to those who entrust them with a responsibility.

He sighed, drew out a Purple Blood Soft Sword from his waist, which floated in front of him like Autumn Water.

”Brother Luo, I too wish to witness the mysteries of Eastern Wasteland’s Daoist Law.”

Brother Luo?

A look of surprise appeared on Luo Chen’s calm face.

”So, it seems you have all learned of my origins?”

Purple Robe Marquis remarked, ”Alchemy Sect Luo Chen performed such feats alone with a single sword in Eastern Wasteland, destroying mountains and sects, then disappeared. Suddenly, a top-tier expert with an unclear background appeared in South Border; anyone would connect the two.”

”Is that so?” Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, but did not argue.

Connecting is one thing, but proving it’s the same person is quite another.

Luo Chen thought to himself that after coming to South Border, he had changed his style, sealed his Natal Magic Item, concealed his Nascent Soul Power, and even used attire he had never worn before.

The Xuan Chen Armor might be distinctive, but it could freely change its shape.

To recognize him under such circumstances, it definitely took more than a simple guesswork.

”Is it Master Li Tian?”

Luo Chen could only think of Master Li Tian, having such energy.

Just as he was in Eastern Wasteland, with his Alchemy Sect status, wide networks, it was easy to find out anything he wanted.

Master Li Tian’s status in South Border was on par with his own.

If he was mindful, his own background couldn’t be hidden for long.

Without waiting for a reply, Luo Chen reached to his ear and plucked something.

Swish!

The Heavenly Stick suddenly fell into his right hand.

”Very well, only by leveling you three, can I proceed.”

Before the words finished, he shot like an arrow towards Purple Robe Marquis and struck down!

If you are friends, then it’s a full battle.

Boom!

The stick smashed down, causing purple light to surge.

The Purple Blood Soft Sword coiled around the Heavenly Stick like a serpent, trying to overcome strength with softness.

Yet, with a shake of Luo Chen’s hand, the Purple Blood Soft Sword scattered like loose bones.

Purple Robe Marquis’s face flushed, and he staggered back.

Just as Luo Chen was about to seize this advantage, the sword light surged like a river from afar.

Luo Chen seemed to barely move, taking a few virtual steps in the air, elegantly progressing through the sword river.

Seeing this, Hidden Sword Tower Master’s eyes widened.

He had a thousand Sword Leaf Gu, earning the name Thousand Leaf Sword Box.

Under such dense attacks, Luo Chen deftly evaded.

How exquisite was his footwork?

”No choice, I must activate the sword formation!”

Hidden Sword Tower Master was inwardly dismayed, his expression hardened, and his sword fingers suddenly transformed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless sword leaves spread open, no longer focusing on attacking Luo Chen, instead transforming into a huge sword formation spanning three miles across, howling endlessly.

From afar, Bai Xuanjun, with cold face and white eyes, flicked his fingers repeatedly.

Bones spines shattered the void, entering the sword formation, aiming at Luo Chen.

However, as the bone spines approached, there was no active defense or dodging from Luo Chen; they simply struck his body.

Unexpectedly, the scene unfolded.

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

All the bone spines hitting in front of Luo Chen met a quagmire, unable to progress.

Bai Xuanjun raised an eyebrow, ”Body Protecting Qi Armor?”

With a thought, all bone spines ceased their straightforward assault, instead began spinning rapidly.

In a spiral motion, they advanced continuously.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The previous momentary barrier of the Body Protecting Qi Armor shattered instantly.

Yet upon reaching Luo Chen, they still couldn’t advance further.

A halo of earthy yellow light descended from the Ping Mountain Crown atop Luo Chen’s head, combining with the Xuan Chen Armor to block all bone spines outside.

Not only that, the sword leaves attacking from all directions were also repelled.

No one expected the defense capability of Xuan Chen Armor coupled with the ancient demon Di Tian’s Ping Mountain Crown to be this formidable!

At this moment!

”Onward!”

Purple Robe Marquis’s shrill voice rang out, as a streak of purple light broke through the void, heading straight for Luo Chen’s neck.

Was he trying to replicate the beheading of the Golden Light Four Ancestors?

The purple light came swiftly, breaking through Luo Chen’s defenses with the help of the Thousand Leaf Sword Formation and Spiral Bone Spine.

Unexpectedly, Luo Chen abruptly reached out and caught the Purple Blood Soft Sword in his hand.

The sword resisted capture, spiraling up Luo Chen’s arm.

From afar, Purple Robe Marquis pulled downward, attempting to tear off Luo Chen’s arm.

Yet with this pull, he felt a tremendous force transmitted through the air.

No matter how he urged his Qi Power, the Purple Blood Soft Sword could not achieve anything.

Within the sword formation, Luo Chen regarded the situation, inwardly sighing.

Body Refinement is indeed powerful, excelling in one-on-one combat and overwhelming strength.

But facing a group assault, especially against a Nascent Soul True Master skilled in various ranged attacks, it inevitably lacks flexibility.