Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

However, though their numbers were few, the power and influence they represented were enough to surpass all the flourishing ports of the Eastern Wasteland.

Looking around, each one was dressed in luxurious attire, exuding an extraordinary aura, all top figures of the Eastern Wasteland.

Leading them was the Great Elder of the East Sun Sect, followed by four Nascent Soul True Masters of the same sect. Among them was the Shouyang Mountain Man, who had rebuilt his body, looking eager and hopeful.

He had thought that when his physical body was destroyed and his Nascent Soul injured during the human-demon war, there would be no hope of pursuing the Great Dao, even with a rebuilt body. But he hadn’t expected Alchemy Sect Luo Chen to have the Ti Hu Pill, blessed by the heavens.

Therefore, when his senior brother brought back the news, the Shouyang Mountain Man agreed to take part in this action without hesitation.

His gaze swept across the Jiuling Yuanjun of Jiuling Sect, Tian Douzi of Tiandu Sect, and a group of Daoists from White Deer Cave...

All the renowned Nascent Soul True Masters of the Eastern Wasteland were gathered here at this moment.

”No wonder it’s the Alchemy Sect, such an intimidating rallying power!” The Shouyang Mountain Man praised.

In front, the East Sun Sect Great Elder, though still feeling lingering fears, also remarked with emotion, ”Even without considering the personal abilities of the Alchemy Sect, just this calling power alone means no one in the Eastern Wasteland dares oppose him. With a single command, countless Nascent Soul True Masters follow him, and countless Golden Core Foundation Establishment cultivators work for him.”

Their conversation was not shielded from sound, so Nascent Soul True Masters from other sects could hear them.

Yet, no one opposed their words.

The sense was not as profound during the previous discussions, but now, seeing such an assembly at the moment of action, the terrifying rallying power of the Alchemy Sect became clear.

Seeing most people had arrived, someone asked when Master Taiyue would set out.

Deng Taiyue simply said one word: ”Wait!”

Wait for who?

The answer became clear soon after, when an overwhelming demonic aura swept in.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

One figure after another descended from the sky, each enveloped in a surging and powerful demonic aura.

The Nascent Souls of the Eastern Wasteland Humans were not unfamiliar with these figures.

In just a blink, most of them were recognized.

Thunder Prison Divine Roc, Bi Zheng, Juan Kuang, Bull Demon, Daoist Xue Jiu, White Bone Mysterious Snake, Bai Mei Immortal Ape...

There were no weaklings, almost all were renowned figures from the human-demon war two hundred years ago.

Under their illustrious names lay the countless corpses of the human clan.

Upon meeting each other, a tense and hostile atmosphere instantly formed.

Deng Taiyue stepped forward to stand between the two sides.

His intention was clear.

On the demon side, Thunder Prison Divine Roc issued commands on behalf of Luo Chen and restrained the Transmitting Truth Hall demons from clashing with the Eastern Wasteland Humans.

The two sides faced each other coldly until, from the distant ocean, waves rolled as a massive figure, like a piece of land, slowly emerged from the water.

A Savage Beast, the Netherworld Profound Turtle!

Standing atop it were the powerful figures of Luo Tian Sect, their expressions gravely serious.

Cang Long stepped forward, offering a distant salute to everyone.

”As we journey across the sea, the path is long. To avoid wasting qi power unnecessarily, this turtle can serve as transport.”

”Honored friends, please board!”

Jiuling Yuanjun laughed heartily, ”Cang Long Fairy is so gracious, I shall not decline.”

With that, he led two Nascent Soul True Masters from Jiuling Sect onto the back of the Xuan Turtle.

Seeing this, the others did not hesitate and quickly leapt aboard.

Even the mighty figures of the demon clan, under the lead of Thunder Prison Divine Roc, stepped onto the back of the Xuan Turtle, which was as massive as a landmass.

Simultaneously carrying nearly sixty Nascent Soul level powerhouses, the docile and steady Netherworld Profound Turtle seemed unaware, only spraying water from its nostrils and paddling its four limbs, ferrying the entire war power of the Eastern Wasteland across the sea towards the East Yuan Continent.

Meanwhile, in the direction of the North Sea.

An enormous horde of Lower Order demon clans surged toward the Li Bei Continent, raising the curtain on another human-demon war.

In the Tao Hai Ruins, the Chanting Monk, who was chanting sutras in the Buddhist Hall, suddenly stopped his wooden fish.

He took out a Jade Jue, its surface flickering with faint light.

The Chanting Monk’s expression was slightly complex, but he finally gritted his teeth and left the seemingly pure land of the Buddhist Hall.

Shortly after he left, a loud explosion abruptly erupted in the Tao Hai Ruins, and amidst the trembling of countless Lower Order demon beasts, a pillar of blood-red light shot into the sky.