Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 648: The Demon Emperor's Arrival, the Mountain-Lifting Palm, and the Stirring Wind! - Novel Cool

Chapter 648: The Demon Emperor's Arrival, the Mountain-Lifting Palm, and the Stirring Wind!

Chapter 648: The Demon Emperor's Arrival, the Mountain-Lifting Palm, and the Stirring Wind!

Luo Chen's recent conduct truly embodied the style of a powerful demonic cultivator.

The mass slaughter of monsters was just one aspect of it.

In the Sinking Sea, these low-level monsters were also the targets of other solitary cultivators' missions. By hunting and trading these monsters with the Demon Hunting Bureau, they could earn spirit stones, improve their demon hunter rank, or even enhance their combat abilities.

However, whenever Luo Chen arrived, he would unfurl the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and clear the area!

Other solitary cultivators below the Golden Core stage would immediately retreat.

As for Golden Core cultivators, unless they were Seven-star Demon Hunters or late-stage Golden Core great cultivators, the rest would also retreat after some consideration, fearing Luo Chen's demonic might.

But then again, there weren't many Golden Core great cultivators in the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly.

At this moment, apart from Dao Lan, there were very few active cultivators on the Sinking Sea battlefield.

This situation had led to Luo Chen's reputation as Qingyang Demon Lord spreading rapidly.

At this moment, the crimson-robed man stepped into the Three Pillars Canyon area. Seeing the scattered battles between cultivators and monsters, his expression remained calm and unperturbed.

Without making any grand gestures, he simply raised his hand, and a black flag suddenly enlarged and plunged into the seawater.

Thick ghostly qi gushed out from the flag, forming ghost generals and even solid-bodied ghost kings on the sea surface.

The man's voice boomed low.

"Go!"

Instantly, the ghostly figures flew in all directions, covering a radius of ten li.

The solitary cultivators who were fighting monsters witnessed this legendary scene and immediately understood what was happening.

"Qingyang Demon Lord has arrived!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts clearing the field, monsters surrendering!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

"Get out of the range of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner immediately. Once you're caught in it, the Demon Lord won't show mercy."

Amidst the exclamations, streaks of flying lights flickered as cultivators hastily fled the area.

The monsters that had been fighting them stared blankly, unaware of what was happening.

However, some powerful monsters sensed something amiss and tried to attack the ghost generals and kings, with remarkable success! Under their attacks, the ghost generals and kings were easily defeated.

This caused the monsters to relax, thinking:

"These humans are too timid. These ghosts are completely useless!"

Luo Chen, standing atop a peak, observed this scene with a cold gaze, unsurprised.

He had always found the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a widely known treasure, to be rather simple to control.

He couldn't use it like Han Zhan to command ghost kings in formations, nor could he achieve the level of the white-robed cultivator who had condensed the Ghost Mire.

As a result, the ghosts he summoned from the banner could only act on instinct.

These ghosts might have been formidable in life, but their strength diminished after death, and they now faced elite enemies who had survived the battle against the Demon Origin Sect.

It was natural for them to be easily defeated under such circumstances.

Luo Chen's current goal was to drive away the human cultivators so he could focus on dealing with the low-level monsters and the early-stage Three-Pillars Canyon demon king.

"There are about two thousand of them. This battlefield in Three Pillars Canyon is divided into many smaller battlefields!"

"This will make things a bit more troublesome."

Luo Chen muttered to himself as he watched the monster horde gradually concentrating below due to the passing of time. An idea then came to mind.

"I've almost mastered the Hell of Samsara. Using this technique to kill low-level monsters is like using an ax to kill a chicken. Let's try another method and give that move a shot."

With this thought, his hands began to move.

As he struck one after another spirit talisman, his second primordial spirit released pure spiritual energy.

One talisman, two talismans... In the blink of an eye, as Luo Chen cast spells like a butterfly flitting through flowers, hundreds of talismans continuously struck the black flag in the sea.

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed from above.

"Merge!"

The next moment, within the sea of the Three Pillars Canyon, the waves surged, turning into a downpour. The wind and clouds trembled, and amidst the sounds of thunder, countless ghostly wails could be heard.

Amidst the howling winds and pouring rain, the sea suddenly shook! Over a thousand monsters widened their eyes in shock, witnessing a terrifying creature slowly rising from beneath the sea surface.

It was a horrifying creature with over a dozen heads and hundreds of arms!

Half of its body was submerged in the sea, while the other half stood above the waves.

As it emerged, ghostly mist from all directions converged towards it, merging into its body, making it appear more solid.

With the ghostly mist no longer obscuring the view, the solitary cultivators who remained saw the true nature of the battlefield.

When they witnessed the terrifying creature, they burst into a flurry of discussions.

Luo Chen paid no heed to this, his eyes fixed on the ghostly figure standing immobile in the sea.

As if sensing something, one of the creature's heads turned towards Luo Chen, its gaze filled with both bewilderment and resentment. It exhaled black mist from its mouth, accompanied by heavy breathing.

"Can't control it?"

Luo Chen let out a cold snort.

This technique originated from a Soul Merging Secret Art that the Old Fisherman had selected from the white-robed cultivator's legacy after Luo Chen completed his first assessment task. Luo Chen had exchanged for it.

Over the years, he had occasionally studied it, but every time he successfully merged souls, a similar situation would occur.

The secret art itself wasn't the problem; the issue lay with Luo Chen's cultivation method.

He hadn't cultivated the soul-refining techniques of the Demon Origin Sect, which led to this awkward situation.

However, after years of exploration, Luo Chen had found a solution.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and when he opened them again, they seemed to reflect the blooming and falling of flowers, the waxing and waning of the moon.

The terrifying ghostly figure's eyes now held less resentment and more confusion.

Luo Chen, with one hand forming a spirit talisman, cast the Illusory Moonlight technique!

The ghostly figure, now merged with the Ghostly Tower, became lost in the layers of ghostly shadows, as Luo Chen's divine perception took control.

"Kill!" Luo Chen commanded.

"Kill!" The Ghost King responded.

Then, the massive Ghost King surged forward, attacking the thousands of monsters.

Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"As expected, by bewitching this fused will with my illusions, I can make it serve me."

He could roughly guess why the fused will resisted him.

After all, most of the original ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner had been killed by him, leaving only a dozen or so second-stage Ghost Generals.

The tens of thousands of ghosts that were later added were either monsters killed by him or cultivators who died at his hands.

These fellows all had a grudge against him!

Usually, when the will was scattered and suppressed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it was fine, but once they fused together, it was easier for them to take the lead and resist Luo Chen.

This wasn't a baseless guess; there was evidence to support it.

The most obvious sign was the ten or so heads on the Ghost King, which were comparable to a late-stage Golden Core Ghost King. Among them were several people Luo Chen was familiar with.

Yan Nantian!

The Demon Spider Crab!

Qian Ting, a Seventh Stage Golden Core cultivator!

And several Golden Core cultivators who died in the Cold Light Island battle, such as Wu Jia Lao Er and the old woman from Hundred Artifacts Mountain.

Luo Chen's eyes grew cold as he watched the one-sided slaughter below, his thoughts racing.

He wasn't very proficient in the Soul Fusion Secret Art, at least not to the extent of the white-robed cultivator who could fuse a Ghost King with only one head.

However, a Ghost King comparable to a Great Cultivator could still be a powerful trump card for him.

This final battle in Three Pillars Canyon was a good opportunity to practice and become more familiar with it, so he wouldn't be clumsy when using it in the future.

After watching for a while, Luo Chen began to move.

Standing tall on a peak, his sleeves fluttered in the wind, and strands of green flames descended from his fingertips, landing on heavily injured but still alive monsters.

As he refined and devoured them, the green flames receded, and a vast vitality surged within him.

The price was a cloud of ashes being swallowed by the sea.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly cultivators nearby, who were witnessing this battle, were all horrified.

They feared the powerful monster that Luo Chen had fused, and at the same time, they marveled at his control over fire.

Especially this casual slaughter, which made everyone's back sweat and their hearts turn cold.

"Is this the Azure Sun Demon Lord?"

Everyone, still in shock, looked at the man standing tall on the peak, their eyes filled with increasing reverence, and even fear!

The battlefield shifted.

Luo Chen leaped down from the peak, following behind the fused Ghost King, refining and devouring monsters while guiding the Ghost King into other areas of Three Pillars Canyon.

This place had a unique geographical environment, where three seas converged, which was why a large number of monsters were stationed here.

As Luo Chen moved forward, he captured nearby monsters.

A massive amount of vitality surged into his body, and the Withering Prosperity True Fire became increasingly vigorous, far surpassing its initial state when it had just reached the fourth stage under the cultivation of the Flame Alliance.

Luo Chen, who had received this nurturing, also reaped numerous benefits.

His already red face turned a deep crimson, as if blood could drip from it.

Luo Chen didn't know what would happen if he continued to devour like this, but he instinctively knew that this action would definitely benefit him.

The opportunity to break through the Primordial Fourth Stage might come on this trip.

...

On a tumultuous sea surface, three people, two men and one woman, formed an array, surrounding a monster that resembled a toad.

Guan Xiaoping's eyes lit up with joy as she manipulated the flying sleeves in her hand and said, "Senior Brother Chang Fengzi, if we kill this Swallowing River Toad, we can become Four-Star Monster Hunters when we return!"

Wu Tao, standing beside her, was also excited, "A mid-Third Stage, or even a late-Third Stage Demon King, will definitely earn us a lot of Merit Points. Sister, let's put in more effort!"

"Okay."

Chang Fengzi, positioned at the eye of the formation, spoke up, "This is a battlefield, and the situation can change unpredictably. Don't waste too much spiritual power."

The young man and woman nodded, but they obviously didn't take his words to heart, as the spiritual power they released was clearly several times stronger than before.

In their opinion, dealing with these foolish monsters didn't require holding back. It was better to finish them off quickly and leave.

Chang Fengzi shook his head, holding onto a talisman with a tightly bound seal, ready for any unexpected situation.

Gradually, the Swallowing River Toad trapped in the middle of the formation grew weaker, its struggles becoming feebler.

The great accomplishment was about to be achieved! Just as the three of them were filled with joy.

Suddenly!

A powerful suction force emerged from beneath their feet.

"Ah!"

"Senior Brother, save me!"

"What's happening?"

Among the three, Guan Xiaoping was the first to be pulled into the deep sea by the terrifying suction force.

Close behind her, Wu Tao, who had almost exhausted his spiritual power, was also dragged down.

Chang Fengzi exerted all his spiritual power, wiping his eyes with a finger, and his eyes shone with divine light, instantly revealing the scene within the deep sea.

A golden toad, about ten feet in size, crouched at the bottom of the deep sea, its mouth wide open.

The terrifying suction force originated from it.

Moreover, this golden toad was clearly the same as the Swallowing River Toad they had controlled, except for a slightly different skin color.

"Is it shedding its skin?"

No, it was the golden toad shedding its skin!

This Demon King's true form was not the Swallowing River Toad, but the Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad!

It was a descendant of an ancient primordial beast, rumored to have the ability to swallow and spew out oceans and control the waves.

Even though it was only at the mid-Third Stage, it was not something an ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivator could contend with.

Information flashed through Chang Fengzi's mind, but his hands didn't slow down. He directly activated the talisman.

In an instant, a burst of green light exploded, enveloping all three of them.

Everyone felt their bodies becoming lighter, and they had the sensation of riding the wind.

It was the Flying Wind Talisman of the Liu family! Guan Xiaoping and the others were overjoyed, their bodies becoming agile as they soared towards the sea surface.

As long as they left this sea, the Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad would have no way to harm them.

Croak!

A toad's cry emanated from the Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad's abdomen, and in the next moment, the previously silent Swallowing River Toad suddenly opened its eyes and its mouth.

A torrential flood surged from its belly, instantly engulfing the three of them in the vast ocean.

"It's over!"

"My life is forfeit!"

"No, this will kill us. We must use the method passed down by our clan's uncle."

Just as the three of them were filled with despair, a rumbling sound broke through the sea.

In the distance, a massive black arm pierced through the crashing waves, reaching out to grasp them.

Just as it was about to seize them, the arm suddenly disintegrated, and in an instant, it broke through their space, only to reassemble behind them once more.

This time, the target was surprisingly the tiny golden toad.

"Gua!" The toad croaked again, and the sea stirred, turning the black arm into wisps of black smoke.

The golden toad's eyes flashed, and through the murky waves, it glanced at the terrifying monster on the sea's surface. Without further hesitation, it swam into the depths of the ocean.

"What a pity, letting such a powerful ancient beast escape. If we had captured it, it could have been a great help," someone lamented.

Luo Chen shook his head, his gaze falling upon the corpse of the giant toad.

There was no trace of a soul.

Such a creature, even when refined by the True Withering Fire, would yield little in terms of life essence.

In Luo Chen's eyes, this giant toad had long been dead, merely a puppet possessed by the Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad.

Three disheveled figures emerged from the seawater, and the first thing they did was look towards the terrifying monster standing in the sea.

"What kind of ghostly creature is this?" Guan Xiaoping exclaimed in shock.

Chang Fengzi, however, couldn't afford to pay attention to this. He immediately turned to Luo Chen.

"So it was Fellow Daoist Qingyangzi," he greeted.

Luo Chen glanced at them but didn't say anything. Instead, he waved to the merged Ghost King and strode away, gradually distancing himself amidst the wind and waves.

Chang Fengzi's face slightly changed, but he ultimately bowed respectfully towards Luo Chen's back.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for saving our lives!"

Wu Tao was unmoved, "Why thank him? Even if he hadn't come to our rescue, we could have survived by using the treasure bestowed upon us by our ancestors before leaving."

Why didn't they do that before? In the face of life and death, they probably couldn't think straight.

Chang Fengzi straightened up and shook his head, "It's not like that. For him, it was just a casual act, but it did save one of our trump cards. We've just arrived at the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, and if we squander our life-saving means so easily, how will we continue our cultivation journey later on?"

Wu Tao opened his mouth but couldn't find the words to refute.

The usually lively Guan Xiaoping remained silent, staring at the gradually fading figure with a complex expression in her eyes.

...

Saving Chang Fengzi and the others was merely a casual act for Luo Chen.

Luo Chen's original intention was to capture the Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad. He wanted to know the strength of these ancient beasts that didn't cultivate the Monster Core Transformation Path.

Was it the rumored powerful physique that evenly distributed demonic energy throughout the body?

How did these creatures differ from his own Primordial Physique?

"Forget it, I'll gather some information about ancient beasts later," he thought.

"Speaking of which, the Black King, after consuming a large amount of Imperial Flowing Jelly, seemed to be regressing to the ancient beast path. But he still retained his Monster Core. Should I go back and study his body?"

As Luo Chen made his way to various places in the Three Pillars Canyon where demon beasts gathered, these thoughts occupied his mind.

Amidst the slaughter of the demon beasts and the abundant harvest of life essence, he gradually made another discovery.

The demon beasts gathered here seemed far stronger than those in other places.

Previously, there was a mid-stage Third Stage Demon King, who, despite being killed by Luo Chen, managed to shatter the body of the merged Ghost King before his death.

Turning misfortune into blessing, Luo Chen gained some insights into the Soul Merging Secret Art, allowing the merged Ghost King's body to gather and disperse at will.

The giant toad he had just encountered was the powerful Ocean-Nesting Golden Toad!

And these were just the ones guarding the outskirts.

What about the mightiest Demon King?

Just as Luo Chen was pondering this question, his divine sense suddenly trembled.

Within the black sea, a dazzling blade light pierced through the water, creating a vacuum zone spanning dozens of miles.

A small black dot emerged from the sea, swaying as it flew out.

Following closely behind were countless thick tentacles.

The tentacles were covered in disgusting suction cups, densely packed, and even from a distance, one's soul felt an overwhelming sense of disgust.

"Is that the rumored Giant Squid King? It actually forced the Blade Tempest to this extent?"

Although the main body was not visible, the reputation of this powerful demon beast had already reached his ears.

"Demon Lord, lend me your strength!"

The voice of the Blade Tempest echoed.

Luo Chen was about to take a step forward when he suddenly turned around.

With the Spirit Eye Technique at its peak, he could see a figure fluttering across the sea from a thousand miles away.

Wherever this figure passed, the ocean boiled, and dark clouds followed its movement.

"A Nascent Soul True Man?"

"No, it seems like the Demon Emperor!"

Luo Chen exclaimed in surprise, his face changing color as he swiftly flew away from the Three Pillars Canyon.

The Moonbreaker Wings extended and spread out.

His cultivation surged, and his physique transformed.

In an instant, a giant Peng bird appeared, flapping its wings as it hovered over the sea.

In the distance, a handsome man with a beautiful face witnessed this scene and blinked.

"That was quite a quick escape," he praised.

The next moment, he had already appeared above the Three Pillars Canyon.

Such a huge disturbance had naturally alerted the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly scattered cultivators who were on their missions here. They also noticed the dense demonic aura emanating from the handsome man and had already started to scatter and flee.

However, the escape speed of these Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't compare to that of a Fourth Stage Demon Emperor.

Even with a thousand miles of distance, as they ran, they were still within the handsome man's field of vision.

The man smiled and, without any further action, the scattered cultivators in his sight began to fall into the sea like dumplings.

There were exceptions.

Among them, three cultivators, after falling into the sea, managed to fly up again and sped away from the Three Pillars Canyon even faster.

"These human cultivators..."

The handsome man muttered but didn't strike again.

His gaze fell upon the three towering mountains beneath him.

"Is this one of the array eyes? Changeable, but indestructible!"

He murmured and then struck out with a palm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three loud rumbling sounds reverberated, and the three towering peaks standing in the Three Pillars Canyon abruptly sank into the ocean.

The mountain peaks stood rigidly in the sea.

After the mountain peaks were submerged, the handsome man looked up at the lifeless Sinking Sea.

Clearly, there was nothing there.

Yet, he muttered, "The wind rises!"

(End of Chapter)

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