Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 386: Dan Chenzi, You Are Truly Unfair - Novel Cool

Chapter 386: Dan Chenzi, You Are Truly Unfair

Chapter 386: Dan Chenzi, You Are Truly Unfair

Nine people in total!

All of them are Foundation Establishment Cultivators!

Such a force is already quite formidable on the battlefield.

However, their luck was very poor. In the early stages of the battle, they were bombarded by a large number of Luoyun Sect puppets, resulting in injuries for all of them.

After paying a certain price, they chose to retreat from the side.

Among the eight, they were led by a severely injured Advanced Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The reason was simple: this person was a True Transmitted Disciple of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect!

An injured True Transmitted Disciple of the Sword Sect was still a True Transmitted Disciple of the Sword Sect!

As they hurried along, some occasionally looked back.

"Blue Zhenchuan, the Luoyun Sect cultivators are still in hot pursuit. What should we do?"

A Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator spoke anxiously.

Upon hearing this, the others grew tense.

No one had expected that the Luoyun Sect cultivators, who had previously shown average performance, would burst with unimaginable combat power today.

They no longer chose to fight one-on-one.

Instead, they either formed armies of hundreds or groups of three to five, coordinating with each other.

With the help of puppets, even powerful Advanced Foundation Establishment cultivators found it difficult to overcome the puppet barrier.

Even if someone managed to rush in forcefully,

the Luoyun Sect cultivators could still use the puppets to delay them, retreating while fighting, and even remotely controlling the puppets to encircle them.

After several rounds of fierce battles, everyone became afraid.

Blue Zhenchuan's face was pale. He looked back angrily.

"Just fleeing like this won't work!"

"Everyone, prepare yourselves. We'll turn around and catch them off guard, annihilating them all!"

Someone worried, "But the one pursuing us is Han Zheng! He is the grandson of Han Zhan Zhenren. If we injure him, will we offend a Yuanling Zhenren?"

Offending a Yuanling Zhenren!

Just the thought of it made everyone tremble.

Blue Zhenchuan's face turned cold, "So what if we offend him? Since he's on the battlefield, it's only fair that he can kill others, but we can't kill him. Besides, if we can take his head, it will be a great achievement in our Sword Sect!"

"Everyone, are you afraid of Han Zhan Zhenren, but not afraid of our Sword Sect's Jade Cauldron Zhenren?"

Upon hearing this,

everyone calmed down.

Indeed! They have a Yuanling Zhenren, but don't we have one too?

On the battlefield, everyone is equal.

There is no reason to wait for slaughter.

For a moment, the nine Foundation Establishment cultivators all felt reassured.

Some were even eager, fantasizing about what rewards they would receive from the Sword Sect if they personally killed Han Zheng.

Compared to these fantasies,

further back, five Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivators were flying at high speed.

Though their numbers were few,

their momentum was awe-inspiring.

Occasionally, Foundation Establishment cultivators from allied forces would see them and hastily give way.

The reason was simple:

These five were all True Transmitted Disciples of the Luoyun Sect.

Though they appeared to be only five, no one knew how many puppets they could summon when they went all out.

Even more unknown was whether those puppets might include battle puppets comparable to Advanced Foundation Establishment or even Grand Perfection realms.

Among the five, some had reached the Foundation Establishment Sixth Level.

But it was clear that the four were subtly following the lead of the one at the Foundation Establishment Fourth Level.

"Junior Brother Han Zheng, are just a few defeated generals worth such a relentless chase?"

In response to his senior brother's confusion, Han Zheng smiled slightly.

"The other eight are nothing much, but among them is a late-stage True Transmitted Disciple of the Sword Sect. He is our target!"

Hearing this, the others instantly understood.

The Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, as the dominant force in this region, has stood firm for hundreds of years after establishing its dominance.

However, the number of sword cultivators under its command has only barely surpassed that of the Qingdan Valley over the years.

Compared to the seven sects, it stands out, yet cannot dominate all.

Therefore, over the years, the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect has been the dominant force in the Jade Cauldron Region, but not the sole ruler.

Quantity is their greatest weakness!

Since the war began, they either moved in groups or guarded specific areas, rarely acting alone.

On the Seventh Mountain, the number of sword cultivators dispatched for garrison duty is even fewer.

Now, they have finally encountered a late-stage Foundation Establishment True Transmitted sword cultivator.

Of course, they wouldn't let their opponents off easily!

Just as the group was pursuing, Han Zheng's expression suddenly turned to one of surprise and uncertainty.

"Huh?"

"Junior Brother, what's wrong?"

"Speed up!" Han Zheng's face changed slightly, and he blurted out.

In an instant, the five of them burst forth with spiritual light, chasing after the fleeing figures ahead.

Not only that, they even summoned their battle puppets, ready for combat at any moment.

However, sometimes when they discovered something, it was already too late.

Han Zheng's footsteps suddenly halted.

His eyes widened, and he stared at the night sky in shock.

A blazing sun burst forth from the night sky!

Boom!

A deafening explosion followed.

Then, an endless sea of fire erupted.

A vast wave of energy surged forward, affecting an area with a radius of ten li.

Amidst the scorching explosion, nine figures were shocked beyond measure, each employing their own methods of defense.

With the combined strength of nine people, they managed to withstand the first and second-tier spells, even though they were caught off guard.

But then, a figure charged in like a tiger among wolves.

Wielding a long staff with alternating gold and black colors, he varied his attacks, large and small, short and long, relentlessly claiming the lives of his enemies.

"Ah!"

"Pfft..."

"Damn it, it's Tiankuizi!"

One, two, three...

After being hit by the sudden onslaught of the Rampaging Sunblast Spell, the formation of the nine Foundation Establishment Cultivators was already broken.

As a result, Chu Kui's harvesting of lives was like a walk in the park, encountering no significant resistance.

In just a few breaths, six people fell under his attacks.

Among them was even a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator.

Lan Zhenchuan watched this scene with clenched teeth.

Blocked in front and pursued from behind, they had no way out, neither on land nor in the sky.

Suppressing the blood in his throat, he roared.

"Scatter!"

The other two Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators didn't hesitate and fled in another direction.

Lan Zhenchuan transformed into a sword, bursting forth with extreme speed, ready to escape.

Sword Cultivators were exceptionally fast! Even without reaching the Golden Core Stage, they were considered exceptional among Foundation Establishment Cultivators if they didn't possess the Five Elements Escape Technique or corresponding flying secrets.

However, just as he moved, a figure with a speed no less than his own appeared in front of him with a few tremors.

The red-robed figure was blinding, his wide sleeves fluttering.

"Fellow Daoist, I need your head!"

"Despicable! Don't even think about it!"

Without hesitation, Lan Zhenchuan's sword light that enveloped his body suddenly condensed, transforming into a sharp sword that shot towards the red figure in front of him.

This sword strike revealed its sharp edge!

Undoubtedly, this was the strongest attack Luo Chen had faced since the battle began.

It was no longer just the power of a Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer Cultivator.

He took a deep breath, and the Profound Fire Sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward.

"Halt!"

With a light shout, the Profound Fire Sword turned into a meteor shooting forward.

Moreover, his eyes widened, and a faint light seemed to gaze at the dark abyss.

In that instant, Lan Zhenchuan was stunned, momentarily frozen.

When he came to his senses, the sword orb he had released was already trapped in a crystal light curtain, slowly and arduously advancing within it.

In front of him, however, was a dazzling firelight, accompanied by the sound of a sword piercing his body.

"How can this be..."

He opened his mouth, muttering, and then his entire body was impaled by the Profound Fire Sword, pinned to the mountain wall.

Buzz!

Within the crystal light curtain, a sword orb spun around.

As its owner died, it seemed to wail, gradually stopping its motion.

"Hmph!"

Luo Chen coldly snorted, reaching out with his hand, and forcefully plucked the sword orb.

Then he looked towards the opposite direction.

In his line of sight, Chu Kui was sweeping his staff, blasting two Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators into the air.

"Dan Chenzi, what you're doing is a bit unfair!"

A voice filled with anger echoed.

Luo Chen calmly looked towards the owner of the voice.

Han Zheng stood on a black wooden stork, his expression dark as he stared at Luo Chen.

Behind him, the four Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators were poised for action, their auras unconcealed.

Unbeknownst to them, Chu Kui had already collected the spoils of war and silently approached Luo Chen.

The two stood side by side, facing five pairs of eyes that were like those of wolves.

(End of Chapter)

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