Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Xiao Yan opened his mouth, unable to respond.

”Moreover...”

The Great Brahma Prince’s gaze fell upon the Moonlight Glaze Hall, filled with envy.

”Master Xuan Du is about to step into the Arhat realm; the Hanging Temple will welcome its second True Buddha!”

At this moment, among the onlookers, those who were undecided were not just Xiao Yan and his group.

The batch that came in afterwards were the same.

But after deep contemplation, no one stepped forward to help.

Indeed, most of the Immortal Cultivators in the West Desert are Buddhists, but both sides of this battle are true disciples of the Buddhist Sect. No matter whom they assist, it’s inappropriate. They can only watch helplessly as the outcome unfolds before them.

With the involvement of Qing Shuang, the scales of victory began to tip rapidly.

Amidst a cry of despair, everyone’s attention was drawn to the source, and they couldn’t help but feel a chill down their spine.

In the Bamboo Sea, a pale-faced monk was slumped on the ground, Buddha Beads scattered messily around him, while a slender hand hovered above his head.

He looked hopelessly at the indifferent woman, opening his mouth, but nothing could be said in time.

With a twist of her wrist, Qing Shuang unleashed an unmatched and fierce Qi Power from her palm.

Heavenly Spirit Strike, God Court shatters, soul and spirit crushed!

Qing Shuang turned her head, looking at the thousand-meter-tall giant in the distance.

With an apparent sense of mutual understanding, under her gaze, the giant suddenly changed its attack method and pace.

It put away the Heavenly Stick and Life-taking Golden Feather, holding the Yuan Tu Blood Sword with one hand.

With an exhale, five beams of light shot out.

Then, with five hands simultaneously, it began forming sword techniques.

Great Five Elements Sword Formation, rise!

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Five Elements, five swords, radiant light swirling, a myriad of Sword Qi pouring down like the Heavenly River, enveloping dozens of people in the arena.

Sword Silk swirling, Sword Qi spurting, wherever it passed, blood rains flew, and screams echoed repeatedly.

In the distance, Qing Shuang watched this scene with a slightly solemn gaze.

Compared to last time, the sword formation Luo Chen wielded this time was several times more powerful.

Was it because of more hands? Or was his Divine Soul more condensed? Or perhaps, his Qi Power had become purer?

Qing Shuang didn’t know.

She only knew that although she had patched up her weakness in her Divine Soul, with the Nether Soul Pearl protecting her, her overall strength hadn’t grown significantly.

However, Luo Chen’s improvements were apparent and in all aspects.

”I wonder if I can surpass him after refining the Jikong Flower?”

Unknowingly, Qing Shuang found herself comparing herself to Luo Chen.

But before she could observe further, a sudden dread filled her heart.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the void.

But her direction was not toward Luo Chen’s battle group, but the Moonlight Glaze Hall!

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The Vajra Demon Suppression Formation couldn’t do anything to Luo Chen, and with the appearance of the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, it became a one-sided slaughter.

All around, the cries of fellow disciples falling echoed.

Huineng, the head of the Dharma Hall, showed a look of compassion, gazing through the sword formation at the near-yet-untouchable Moonlight Glaze Hall.

He clasped his hands together, chanting Buddhist hymns.

”Six fellow disciples, lend me your strength!”

The heads of the other six halls seemed to understand his intent, instantly forming a circle of three layers inward and three layers outward, protecting him within.

Luo Chen witnessed this and immediately realized what the opponent intended to do.

He raised the Yuan Tu Blood Sword and struck down.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Two halos appeared, blocking the path.

The Yuan Tu Sword could make no headway.

”Hmph!”

Luo Chen snorted coldly, gathering the power of the sword formation around him.

Five colors flowed on the Blood Sword.

A great force pressed on.

”Break!”

With forceful compression, a layer of golden halo shattered.

The outermost three hall heads were heavily struck, falling to the ground, their faces pale as gold paper.

The force of the Yuan Tu Sword was unstoppable, slicing toward the inner defense circle.

The remaining monks also launched attacks, attempting to hit where it hurt the most.

Luo Chen ignored everything, relying solely on his physical body to withstand. He was determined to stop the Dharma Hall’s head.

However!

After withstanding dozens of attacks and forcefully breaking through the second halo, his sword suddenly missed its target.

”No tree, no platform, untouched by dust!”

The head of the Dharma Hall calmly watched the giant blood sword pass by, gracefully rising, unaffected by the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, escaping from the formation.

As soon as he exited, he directed a distant palm strike at the Moonlight Glaze Hall.

With the strike, his arm broke mid-length.

A hand imbued with terrifying Buddha Power, shining with golden light, pressed toward the Moonlight Glaze Hall.

Behind him, Luo Chen came with a slicing sword.

In front, Qing Shuang stepped out from the void, unhesitatingly revealing her true form, turning into a thousand-meter Divine Bird.

Swish!

Sword Light brushed against the body, instantly turning the unprotected Dharma Hall head’s physical body into a blood mist.

The golden hand broke through space, directly piercing through Qing Shuang’s body, aiming to press upon the white-robed monk in the hall.

That was definitely not the hand of the Dharma Hall’s head!

Ignoring her injuries, Qing Shuang let out a sharp cry, flapping her wings, stirring the void.

The terrifying Buddha Power-filled golden hand seemed stuck in a quagmire.

From the rear, the thousand-meter giant strode forward, spanning space, six arms simultaneously reached for the golden hand.

”Come back to me!”

The immense force urged on, Luo Chen forcibly dragged the hand backward.

The terrifying Buddha Power frantically washed over Luo Chen, sapping his strength, causing his thousand-meter True Body to rapidly shrink.

Luo Chen’s face twisted in agony, his pupils narrowing.

”Whose hand is this?”

Qing Shuang returned to human form, came beside Luo Chen, and joined him in gripping the golden hand.

Together, they forcibly pulled the golden arm back.

”Not enough! Still not enough!”

With gritted teeth, Luo Chen channeled the Nirvana Sacred Fire within him, transforming into a small golden bird, circling the hand, beginning to burn.