Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

A full moon, hung high in the void.

As bright as jade, reflecting countless scenes.

The footsteps of the Black Armored Cultivator stopped outside the Yin Yang Tomb.

He carefully stared at the full moon, a bright gleam flashing in his eyes.

There was a red moon suspended high in the Underworld. At first, he thought it was caused by a special array, but now it seems to be the work of this magic item.

Indeed, that full moon, under the gaze of red eyes golden pupils, was evidently a disc-shaped treasure.

The red moon phenomenon elsewhere was merely due to the refraction of light.

Now, being close, its intricacy is understood.

The bronze disc, a hundred zhang in diameter, was densely engraved with scriptures the size of clay bowls, with the faint chant of Buddha’s Praise permeating the air.

The mirror surface reflected all the scenes of the Underworld, even showing Bai Xuanjun’s hesitant image at the Death Gate. He seemed to hesitate, but after glancing back several times at the Underworld, he ruthlessly decided, escaping through the Death Gate, disappearing from sight.

Under this treasure’s shroud, the originally eerie graveyard became somewhat serene.

But just somewhat.

Luo Chen looked down, and the massive tomb spanning ten li captured his gaze instantly.

Ferocious beast claws, like screens, stood around.

Bright tiles arranged in layers.

Two lanterns hanging high, seemingly guiding people to the Netherworld Road like beacons.

An open entrance appeared like the wide-open mouth of an ancient beast, waiting for prey to walk in voluntarily.

”People, are they inside?”

Luo Chen no longer concealed his abilities, spreading his vast divine consciousness like a tide, searching for all traces in this place.

Quickly, he captured several lingering auras.

Hong Ye’s, Meng Shentong’s, and Master Li Tian’s!

”All inside!”

After confirming the number of people, Luo Chen stepped forward to enter.

But during the sweep of his divine consciousness, he made a new discovery.

”Why is there still a strange aura?”

Luo Chen frowned, lingered at the entrance for a moment, but ultimately stepped boldly into the Yin Yang Tomb.

Upon entering the Yin Yang Tomb, it was initially narrow, like walking in a confined corridor.

But as Luo Chen picked up his pace, walking further, the corridor widened.

Later, it was even a hundred zhang wide on each side, fundamentally unlike a passage designed for people.

Not only that!

Swoosh...

Sword Qi burst from Luo Chen’s fingers, slashing across the corridor walls, leaving only faint white marks.

Such a scene was simply incredible.

The sword Qi he had just unleashed emanated from the Sword Pill of the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, its sharpness adhering to the attributes of a true device Sword Pill.

Under such an attack, most half true artifacts in the world could not withstand.

Yet only these corridor walls could fend off one or two.

”Why is this so?”

Luo Chen frowned, touching a wall.

Yet to his touch, it did not feel hard, but somewhat pliant instead.

”If I attacked with the Sword Pill itself, could I cut through it?”

”What about the Yuan Tu Sword?”

Just as Luo Chen was on the verge of acting, a piercing scream echoed from deep within the tomb.

”It’s Hong Ye!”

Luo Chen arched his brow and, disregarding the corridor, dashed forward at rapid speed.

Mere breaths later, his view expanded suddenly.

A spacious underground plaza unfolded before his eyes.

Most striking was a black coffin, guarded by a dragon head!

It must be the resting place of the Great Power Yin Yang Zi.

Secondly, was the combat situation around the plaza.

Hong Ye Granny was pierced through by a sword, her entire body losing control, corroding, emitting steam as her stark bones became visible.

It’s Corpse Rot Poison!

With Luo Chen’s recent understanding of poison arts, he quickly discerned the cause of Hong Ye’s physical changes through external manifestations.

This poison is quite common in the Immortal Cultivation World.

It requires only extracting the toxin from corpses.

But the more common a toxin is, the more terrifying it becomes, much like those generic cultivation techniques often simplified from profound techniques.

This Corpse Rot Poison, if drawn from a corpse that was very powerful in life, can amplify its power exponentially.

Particularly for Body Refiners, it has an unimaginable restraining effect.

It flows with Qi-Blood, integrating into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, limbs, and bones.

Witnessing this, Luo Chen’s expression turned grim.

”It seems you recognized it. What a pity, this poison was originally prepared for you.”

An indifferent voice emerged from the plaza’s center.

Luo Chen looked over. Master Li Tian was standing before the black coffin, gazing at him from afar.

At his feet lay a winged creature, pinned down by Triple Blood Shackles at its neck, waist, and ankles.

Flying Yaksha!

Luo Chen’s pupils shrank. This creature was the Flying Yaksha he had startled earlier, an absolute summit existence among Flying Zombies, comparable to a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Even due to its formidable physical body and invulnerability to all techniques, ordinary Great Cultivators hesitated to provoke it.

Of course, Luo Chen did not fear such an existence.

What alerted his mind was that the opening of the Yin Yang Tomb had only been a short while, even with battles it should not have been resolved so quickly.

Yet, as soon as he entered, Hong Ye was gravely injured, the Yaksha suppressed, only Master Li Tian remained unharmed.

So, his capabilities were evident.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen’s eyes glinted with sharpness, scanning around, finally fixing on a certain point.

”Friend Meng, why not show yourself?”

”Oh?”

”Oh!”

Two light exclamations sounded, one from Master Li Tian, another from the spot Luo Chen focused on.