Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 666: Azure Sun's Strike, the Rage of Tianran - Novel Cool

Chapter 666: Azure Sun's Strike, the Rage of Tianran

Chapter 666: Azure Sun's Strike, the Rage of Tianran

Amidst the swirling sand and dust, a figure appeared, swift as a shooting star.

One moment, he was nearby, and the next, he had already reached the horizon, his speed surpassing even the previous escape of the Golden Ball.

Wearing a red robe, with a countenance as exquisite as jade, Luo Chen's expression was calm, but Han Zhan, who was connected to the Soul-Nourishing Wood, could sense the turbulent emotions beneath that serene facade.

"Do you really intend to ruin Blood Nightmare Demon's plan?"

"Why not?"

"If it's not a life-or-death grudge between you and him, and you truly want to do this, then it's a real grudge. In the future, there won't even be a chance to sit down and talk."

"Haha, there's no life-or-death grudge between him and me, and I won't let him off the hook!"

Han Zhan fell silent.

For a Nascent Soul True Man, he wouldn't even spare a glance for a Core Formation Cultivator. Even if the Hundred Creations Mountain Master were to pursue Luo Chen, it would only take a word from Blood Nightmare Demon.

Even if the Hundred Creations Mountain Master failed, Blood Nightmare Demon probably wouldn't give it a second thought.

If they were to meet Luo Chen again in the future, he might even appreciate the other's rapid growth and consider recruiting him.

But for Luo Chen himself, if he didn't have the means to refine the Xuan Chen Armor, he might truly die on Seven Stars Island.

Usually, Luo Chen was silent and never spoke of his grudges.

However, this matter was clear as day to Luo Chen.

It was just a matter of following the principle of a gentleman's revenge, never too late, and taking action at the opportune moment.

"This time, I'll collect the interest in advance. When I reach the Nascent Soul-stage, I'll have a talk with Blood Nightmare."

Luo Chen's eyes twitched, and a hint of ruthlessness surfaced.

Seeing this, Han Zhan didn't try to dissuade him further but changed the topic.

"While you and Tianxuan are apart, give me those two Refined Corpses!"

Luo Chen's figure suddenly halted.

He immediately took out two tall corpses from his storage ring.

These were the two corpses refined by the Azure Sun Ascetic, both at the late Golden Core stage.

He had specifically instructed Tianxuan to keep them well, and now they were perfectly intact.

"Can it be used?"

Luo Chen asked, gazing at the floating dark wooden plaque.

Han Zhan nodded, "The so-called Refined Corpse is not much different from a puppet. Give me some time, and I'll control it effortlessly. With this incarnation, I can also move freely later."

Luo Chen glanced at the two Refined Corpses, "Then, Senior, please wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

As he finished speaking, he transformed into a red light and soared into the sky.

Han Zhan shook his head, sighed, and then focused his attention on the two corpses with their sinister intent before him.

"Still hiding, huh..."

A light laugh, and a wisp of azure light brushed past.

The next moment, the same miserable screams echoed from the two Refined Corpses.

That tone was exactly the same as the Azure Sun Ascetic's!

"Daring to flaunt your crude soul-dividing technique before me!"

Han Zhan smiled slightly, and then the azure light spread, enveloping the two Refined Corpses within the Sandy Sea.

...

"We've arrived!"

Luo Chen muttered to himself and stopped behind a black cloud.

The Hidden Formation was fully activated, concealing his aura from leaking out.

Then, he wiped his fingers across his eyes, and a divine light shone as his eyes projected downwards onto the vast land.

An intense battlefield instantly appeared in his vision.

The originally abrupt Gobi Desert was now completely surrounded by the Sandy Sea.

The battle between the Sand Giant and the Stone Monster had turned into a one-sided situation.

Within the black cloud, the Dragon Soul appeared increasingly listless.

It had to divide its power to resist the attacks from the Sandy Sea Lord, Tianran, while also resisting the Soul Summoning Banner's pull. This made the already weakened Dragon Soul even more exhausted.

Under this strain, the Dragon Soul seemed to be on the verge of capture.

The massive Dragon Soul phantom gradually emerged from the black cloud, drawn towards the Soul Summoning Banner.

Witnessing this, Luo Chen's heart lifted.

"Fortunately, we arrived just in time!"

He grinned, patting the spirit beast bag at his waist.

Black King and Tianxuan appeared, guarding his sides.

The two demons simultaneously used their breath-concealing techniques.

"Protect me, and beware of intruders!"

After giving the order, Luo Chen's expression turned solemn.

He placed his hands in front of his chest and began to quickly form intricate hand seals.

Those familiar hand seals were clearly the starting technique of the Azure Sun Great Handprint!

However, unlike the usual near-instantaneous activation, this time, he performed the technique with precision and care.

As he formed the seals, pure and domineering spiritual power surged like a tide from his dantian, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, and converging at his nose towards his hands.

Logically, such a surge of power should have already been noticed.

But even as Luo Chen gathered his power, the three Golden Core Cultivators below, who were performing the Soul Summoning Technique, remained completely unaware.

There were two reasons for this: the terrain and the human factor.

The terrain advantage was the unique divine consciousness suppression of the Five Elements World.

The human factor was the full activation of Luo Chen's Hidden Formation, concealing the surging spiritual power fluctuations.

Black King and Tianxuan stood by his side, sensing the continuously gathering spiritual power and the terrifying aura rising layer by layer, both involuntarily swallowing their saliva.

Azure Sun Great Palm, the signature fire technique of the Azure Sun Demon Lord, was his most cherished and powerful move. Over the years, through constant practice, combat, and refinement, he had honed it to perfection.

Even when casually unleashed, it could suppress those of the same cultivation level. Those with a higher realm than Luo Chen had to be cautious and avoid direct confrontation.

Now, the Azure Sun Demon Lord was unsparing in his expenditure of spiritual power, gathering strength for a mighty strike.

One could imagine the power this palm strike would unleash.

Tianxuan realized that even with her speed, she couldn't escape its range.

Black Emperor, despite his tough and thick skin, feared that he would be blown to pieces, leaving him with only a slim chance of survival.

No!

It's not just a slim chance!

As strands of green flames enveloped Luo Chen's hands, Black Emperor's eyes widened in shock.

"The master is going all out!"

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the three individuals nearby.

Unbeknownst to them, they had fallen into the master's trap, and by the time they realized, it might be too late to understand their fate. Just then, Black Emperor sensed a change.

Tianxuan also noticed, and immediately spoke up, "Master, they're trying to escape!"

Luo Chen's movements slowed, but he didn't stop.

His gaze remained fixed on the altar.

As the yellow sand struck, the grand formation covering the altar trembled, on the verge of collapse.

Wu Qi, while manipulating the golden bell, released a shuttle-like treasure.

The shuttle grew larger in the wind, reaching a size of two zhang, and hovered nearby.

It was evident.

After capturing the Dragon Soul, they were prepared to make their escape.

"Master, shall we make our move?" Black Emperor couldn't hold back any longer.

Luo Chen, without saying a word, continued to gather spiritual power, amplifying the might of the Azure Sun Great Palm.

Not yet! Patience, patience!

On the remaining solid ground of the Gobi Desert, the three Golden Core cultivators of the Blood Nightmare Demon Lord held their breath, taking their final step.

As the Stone Dragon's remnant soul was completely pulled out of the black cloud.

Wu Qi shouted, "The remnant soul won't return, what are you waiting for?"

He bit his tongue, spitting blood onto the golden bell.

Instantly, the bell's chimes resonated.

The Dragon Soul, already weak and on the verge of collapse, lost its innate consciousness and transformed into a stream of light, flying towards the white soul-summoning banner.

As this scene unfolded.

From within the yellow sand, a sharp screech echoed.

"That's mine!"

The next moment, a colossal hand emerged from the sand sea, slamming towards the altar.

Facing this, Wu Qi and the others' pupils dilated.

Boom!

A deafening explosion shattered the altar.

On the Gobi Desert, the last patch of solid ground was completely covered by yellow sand.

Amidst the explosion, the white banner was suddenly grasped by a hand.

"Go!"

With a low shout, three escape lights merged into the shuttle, breaking through the yellow sand and soaring towards the sky.

At that moment, as the Dragon Soul was captured, the dark and oppressive cloud layer gradually dispersed.

The sky cleared.

A red-robed figure stood, his robe fluttering in the wind.

The Daoist's eyes were cold, and his black hair danced.

Palm raised, he slammed down with a giant palm enveloped in raging green flames, like a falling meteor.

Its might was no less than the previous strike of the yellow sand!

From within the shuttle, a shrill scream of exhaustion could be heard.

In a daze, it seemed like the word "No" was uttered.

But no one paid attention to its meaning.

Endless explosions filled the air, deafening to the ears.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shook the heavens, reverberating for thousands of miles across the sandy sea.

With just one strike, the earth sank, and the void trembled!

Wave after wave of fiery surges expanded, forcing the nearby Sandy Sea to continuously retreat.

Under such overwhelming power.

The meteor shuttle shattered.

Three figures, amidst the massive explosion, seemed to welcome the majestic heavenly might, as insignificant as ants.

Just then.

A flash of blood-red light appeared.

As it reappeared, it had already escaped the center of the explosion.

"Pfft!"

Wu Qi, having just escaped through blood manipulation, uncontrollably spat out blood.

At this moment, he looked disheveled, his robe tattered, his body charred black, and only his eyes shone with intense survival instincts.

Holding the soul-summoning banner, he bit off his left index finger.

Dense blood light began to surround him.

Just then, a blast echoed through the void.

Sizzle...

As the sword energy descended, Wu Qi watched helplessly as his left arm was severed at the shoulder, the white soul-summoning banner drifting further away, eventually falling into another person's hands along with his severed arm.

"No! That's Blood Nightmare... It's you!"

As he gazed at the familiar face, Wu Qi was momentarily stunned.

With his advancement to the Primordial Fourth Stage, the redness on his face faded, revealing his fair complexion. Luo Chen's appearance now was identical to when they first met on Yueyao Island, as Wu Qi had remembered it all these years.

Therefore, at this moment, he recognized the visitor with just a glance.

However, at this moment, there was no joy of a long-lost reunion.

Instead, there was only shock!

Bang!

With just one palm strike, Luo Chen and Wu Qi swiftly passed each other.

"Sorry, our positions are different, and our friendship cannot accommodate your survival."

Behind him, the lifeless body of Wu Qi fell from the sky, shattering into pieces in mid-air, and finally turning into a cloud of blood mist.

But in front of Luo Chen!

Luo Chen pursed his lips, one hand holding the severed arm and the white soul-summoning banner, and the other hand grasping seven flying swords that were spinning endlessly in the air, facing the endless sea of sand.

In the rolling sea of sand, the layers of sand piled up, and in the blink of an eye, a towering wave rose into the sky.

A huge face appeared, hidden and revealed in the giant wave.

"Give me the Stone Dragon..."

Accompanying these words was a towering giant hand, reaching out as if in slow motion but actually fast.

Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he took a deep breath, with his right hand's power surging.

The flying swords in front of him suddenly merged into one.

High in the sky, they formed an unmatched giant sword.

"Sever!"

The giant sword slashed down.

Sizzle...

Like a knife slicing tofu, the towering giant hand split into two.

However, upon seeing this, Luo Chen was not pleased but rather startled.

The two divided hands, with the surrounding sand replenishing them, once again formed two large hands similar to the previous ones, and they reached out to grab Luo Chen from both sides.

"Go!"

Luo Chen had no intention of fighting, and behind him, the Broken Moon Wings spread, propelling him forward with all his might.

His entire body was like a meteor, flying towards the horizon.

"Give it back! To me!"

A deafening roar echoed behind him.

A towering sand wave chased after his figure, rolling towards him.

In the sea of sand, countless giant hands emerged, reaching out to grab Luo Chen.

At this moment, the entire Sandy Sea seemed to come alive!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Luo Chen's speed was extremely fast, and he dodged the grasping giant hands of sand time and again.

When he couldn't dodge in time, he would stomp in the air, and by the time he reappeared, he would be a hundred zhang away.

Suddenly, a patch of sand in front of him turned into a towering wall, rising from the ground and blocking his path.

Luo Chen's expression turned fierce, and he sidestepped and charged forward.

In the towering sand wave behind him, the giant face saw this and revealed a cruel expression.

It was like an egg hitting a rock!

But the next moment, Luo Chen charged forward with unstoppable momentum, decisively breaking through the southern wall and escaping the encirclement.

"No!"

"Grab him!"

The giant face roared in anger, and the entire Sandy Sea began to boil.

More and more giant hands rose from the ground.

Not only that, but countless sand spears also shot towards Luo Chen with piercing roars.

Luo Chen paid no attention, his Xuanchen Armor protecting his body, and his surging blood energy enveloping him like a savage bull, determined to charge through even a mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Amidst the endless rumbling, a red light crossed a thousand miles.

Only once did he fall into the sea of sand, but after a brief moment, he soared into the sky, unaffected.

About half a day later.

Luo Chen finally reached the edge of the Sandy Sea, and in his line of sight, he saw the anxious and worried faces of Great Year and the Lord of Cloudsoaring Cave.

"What did you do!"

"Heaven and Earth is furious. What did you do to provoke him?"

Facing Great Year's interrogation, Luo Chen didn't bother to explain. He activated Vacuum Burst Step again, appearing in front of the two.

Without stopping his steps, he said, "Go to the Blazing Hell!"

"Let's go quickly. Heaven and Earth is truly enraged. I've never seen him this angry before."

Great Year subconsciously glanced at the white soul-summoning banner in Luo Chen's hand, then crossed the boundary of the Sandy Sea and the Blazing Hell.

Before they stepped into that world of flames, Han Zhan's voice reached Luo Chen's ears.

"Why?"

"If it can ruin Blood Nightmare's plans, then it's necessary!"

Activating the Prosper-Doom True Flame, Luo Chen burned away the last traces of Wu Qi in the mortal world, stored the soul-summoning banner in his storage ring, and without hesitation, stepped into the world of flames.

Not long after they left.

The layers of sand squirmed, finally piling up at the boundary between yellow and red.

A small clay figure emerged from within, his face filled with indescribable anger and resentment.

He waved his hand, and countless broken limbs and bloodied flesh appeared.

Layer upon layer of sand attached to the broken limbs, eventually forming the body of a man with a severed arm.

The clay figure pointed at the man's forehead, and a thick yellow light appeared, but gradually, the yellow light dissipated.

The man with the severed arm in front of him, like a clay figure molded from mud, melted away reluctantly.

"He's gone, completely gone!"

"That year, I worked so hard to attract the remnant soul, and not only did I fail to devour it and complete my true body, but I let him escape."

"Ahhhh!"

A furious roar escaped the small clay figure's mouth.

Behind him, the Sandy Sea continued to explode, splashing towering sand waves, as if echoing his anger.

(End of Chapter)

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