Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 3306: Late Stage Nascent Soul, Sue King Sword Appears_2

After collecting the Demon Marrow Drill, Luo Chen looked towards the demon cave.

Even though he had drained it completely, causing the Nine Nether Demon Moss to wither extensively, there was still faint demonic qi emerging from within.

This situation cannot be resolved merely by ordinary means of terrain destruction.

To dissipate the demon cave, one must use great divine power to connect with the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to thoroughly resolve it.

While Luo Chen didn’t have grand ambitions of saving the world, he indeed did not want to witness further battles between the alien and human clans.

Such scenes he had encountered far too often in the Mountain Sea Realm.

Each time, it was nothing but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with countless people dying and repeating the tragedy.

So, before he left, he planned to completely eradicate this demon cave and, incidentally, observe the formation of a spirit cave after the breakup.

With a thought, Luo Chen diverted some divine perception into the Nascent Soul.

In a sense, the current Nascent Soul was no different from the primordial spirit of a normal Divine Transformation Cultivator.

The only difference was that, although Luo Chen’s Nascent Soul strength was a hundred times that of the former Nascent Soul Stage, it could not fully bear the power of his divine soul at the peak of Divine Transformation.

When Luo Chen’s “primordial spirit” reappeared, the familiar control over the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi resurfaced.

“It’s been too long.”

Luo Chen sighed with emotion, then formed a hand seal with his fingers, pointing out slowly.

With his slow movements, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi around converged towards him, eventually swirling around his finger.

Wood Dao Divine Power — Withering and Flourishing Dao Finger!

As he pointed out, everything around turned pale.

The original source of demonic qi entrenched here began to collapse and disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, the Earth Qi imbalanced, surging chaotically.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Boom!

It was like an explosion.

Luo Chen stood at the explosion’s center, the Blood Cloth Clothes naturally appearing, completely ignoring the massive force.

But he did not resist it; instead, he allowed himself to be propelled out by the force dispersed from the demon cave.

In his sight, the towering mountain peak began to collapse inch by inch.

Yet, within the destruction, there was rebirth.

Much like the Withering and Flourishing Dao Finger, which not only instilled the intent of decay but also possessed the ability to evolve life force.

Luo Chen could sense that a small spirit cave was slowly forming with the convergence of a vast amount of Heaven and Earth Qi.

And during this formation process…

“Spirit Mechanism!”

Luo Chen finally captured the existence of that hint of Spirit Mechanism.

But he did not hasten to seize the Spirit Mechanism; instead, he continued to observe this state.

Gradually, Luo Chen felt something within his heart.

If the Mystic Realm were likened to a human body, then these Nine Nether Demon Moss would be like bone creeping maggots, the source of disease, and the resulting demon caves seemed like tumor-like lesions.

If this continued, the Mystic Realm might not perish, but the entire world would slowly be shrouded by demonic qi, eventually transforming into a place akin to the Demon Realm.

The Saint Ancestor of the Wood Demon Clan, who conceived the idea of invading the Mystic Realm using the Nine Nether Demon Moss, was truly a peerless genius!

Not attacking the Mystic Realm with an aggressive invasion stance, but instead using the Demon Moss to convert Spirit Qi into demonic qi, employing a gentle means to erode the Spirit Realm.

If they were to establish a foothold, they could indeed engage the Mystic Realm’s powerful figures in a prolonged battle.

However, to the Mystic Realm, immortal cultivators are like vibrant vital organelles, naturally resolving those lesions affecting them.

During this process, the Mystic Realm will also offer its assistance.

The appearance of the Spirit Mechanism is clear evidence.

“Where Heaven and Earth have spirit, opportunities should naturally go to those who have merit!”

Having observed enough, Luo Chen no longer wished to linger here.

With a slight smile, he swiftly formed a long-forgotten spiritual secret with both hands.

In an instant!

Within the spirit cave, the faint Spirit Mechanism, as if drawn in, rushed into Luo Chen’s body.

In a trance, Luo Chen’s primordial spirit trembled slightly, and innumerable ingenious ideas surged forth.

This was a sign of sudden enlightenment!

But Luo Chen forcibly suppressed this feeling, continuing to operate with the previous hand formula, drawing strands of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to confine the Spirit Qi, trapping them in the Purple Mansion.

This method was unlike any magic powers or prohibition arrays.

It resembled more the Alchemy Technique!

Utilizing the Pill Technique to harness energy, accumulating it within the elixir.

Indeed!

The technique he just exhibited was indeed a Pill Technique, named Refining Heaven Machine.

Inherited from Chu Yan, it can harness the Spirit Mechanism and refine it into an elixir.

He used himself as a pill, temporarily sealing this weak Spirit Mechanism within.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want Sudden Enlightenment, but the time wasn’t right, and the quantity wasn’t enough!

“All of this must be saved for the breakthrough to Divine Transformation.”

Luo Chen exhaled a breath of Turbid Qi, ignoring the discomfort of the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi lingering in his Purple Mansion, and left without looking back, flying towards the deeper parts of the Dark Demon Cave.

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The duration of the Demon Suppression Trial was not fixed in the past, sometimes lasting a few months, sometimes many years.

Everything depended on the growth of the Nine Nether Demon Moss and the number of Demon Caves within the Dark Demon Cave.

But the longest time never exceeded three years!

Only because leaving the Demon Suppression Tower’s suppression for too long would not only allow Demonic Qi to leak out but also allow more Heaven and Earth Qi to enter.

Luo Chen knew this well.

Therefore, he quickened his pace repeatedly.

Even when he encountered Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators from other sects along the way, he paid them no heed.

During his journey, he also sensed a Daoist Sect Great Power dispersing a Demon Cave from afar, but he did not approach and instead took a detour.

With the strength of his Divine Perception, these Daoist Sect Great Powers, usually at the early stage of Divinity Transformation, found it difficult to sense him.

However, on his journey, Luo Chen gradually noticed that the situation in the Dark Demon Cave greatly differed from what the people of Su Ling Sect had described.

The number of high-level Demon Spirits was simply too many!

Although cultivators from various sects had adapted to the Demonic Qi environment outside for a year, upon entering, they faced not only Demon Caves shrouded in Demonic Qi but also found their most relied-upon Divine Consciousness greatly suppressed.

They could only exert five to sixty percent of their power.

Facing the high-level Demon Spirits, who were born and raised here, they were almost always at a disadvantage.

Along the way, he sensed that the number of fallen cultivators was no less than the number of his fingers.

This was only in the direction he was traveling; the number of casualties elsewhere was likely even higher.

Luo Chen was not purely traveling.

Occasionally encountering some exotic treasures, he would actively stop to collect them.

These included special herbs that could only grow in a Demonic Qi environment or strange rocks.

Overall, these pauses did not affect his travel speed.

But upon truly delving into the central area, he realized something was amiss.

Fifth-tier Demon Spirits, comparable to Divine Transformation, had appeared!

Their numbers were quite significant, lurking in various Demon Caves.

This was not something that should be in the central area.

In the past, these entities lurked within the Central Demon Abyss.

How had it deteriorated this far in a thousand years?

Luo Chen was puzzled, but his heart sank slightly.

If fifth-tier Demon Spirits appeared in the central area, could there be Demon Spirits comparable to late-stage Divine Transformation, or even Void Refining Stage, within the Central Demon Abyss?

Luo Chen could only work to suppress his breath to avoid drawing the attention of powerful Demon Spirits.

His main mission on this trip was to advance to the Divinity Transformation Realm, not engage in unnecessary battles.

Just as on one day, he saw a Daoist Sect Great Power leading dozens of Daoist Sect Nascent Souls battling three fifth-tier Demon Spirits; he did not intervene, only observed for a moment before taking a detour.

“One person fighting three fifth-tier Demon Spirits, though aided by many disciples forming an array, still shows the power of the Daoist Sect’s Divine Transformation.”

“In comparison, the lower Order Cultivators of Mountain Sea Realm may have rich battle experience, but the Great Power in the Divinity Transformation lacks experience fighting peers and is slightly weaker than these Mystic Realm natives.”

“But this is just a temporary illusion; once integrated into the Mystic Realm, after several battles, the Divine Transformation Cultivators from the lower realm will naturally outperform.”

“Especially as they practically hold the essence of a realm, their potential surpasses the great powers of the Mystic Realm.”

With a cursory glance, Luo Chen made some personal judgments.

Yet, his traveling speed inevitably stagnated.

Beside a subterranean lake.

Suddenly, an astonishing Sword Light shot to the heavens.

Where the Sword Light passed, it cleared the universe; the sharp, miserable cries were almost eardrum-shattering.

A Demon Spirit, resembling a Flood Dragon, fell powerlessly into the lake, raising a wave as tall as city walls.

Beneath the colossal wave were seven gathered figures.

Six were outside, forming a Big Formation.

At the Array Eye, an old man sat cross-legged, holding an illusory Sword Shadow, looking utterly exhausted.

“Sue King Sword!”

“So it’s them!”

Luo Chen muttered, his gaze instinctively falling on the lake, his brow furrowing.

After the wave as high as a city wall fell, a vortex was slowly forming.