Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 854: Ling Feng Enters the Sect, Divine Transformation Takes Action - Novel Cool

Chapter 854: Ling Feng Enters the Sect, Divine Transformation Takes Action

Chapter 854: Ling Feng Enters the Sect, Divine Transformation Takes Action

"It's Rushing Profound, Male, from Abyss Sect!"

Ling Fengzi spoke softly, gazing at the figure.

Luo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he asked, "Was Seven Rhino fighting him earlier?"

Ling Fengzi nodded.

Luo Chen suddenly realized that Seven Rhino's retreat was not only because of his withering and flourishing Dao Finger's intimidation but also because Rushing Profound, Male was chasing after him!

He had been immersed in the battle and had overlooked Rushing Profound, Male's arrival, only noticing later that someone was secretly observing.

However, with this development, the area was temporarily safe.

Luo Chen shook his fingers, releasing the tightly held incantation.

The spiritual energy that had been attracted seemed to lose its support and dispersed instantly.

Feng Hua Xian Zi stared at Luo Chen's hand, her lips slightly dry.

"Brother Luo, you truly have incredible abilities!"

Ling Fengzi agreed, "Defeating three demons, capturing Emperor Butcher, and forcing the Great Demon King to retreat with a single finger. I fear there is no one among our generation of True Men who can match Brother Luo's skills."

Luo Chen glanced at Ling Fengzi, his expression neither a smile nor a frown.

Ling Fengzi felt a bit embarrassed under his gaze.

Luo Chen didn't pursue the matter further and instead turned to Feng Hua Xian Zi.

"How is the situation on your side?"

Feng Hua Xian Zi's face changed slightly, "Remnant Tower, Male has retreated, but countless demonic beasts are still besieging Splendor Palace. I'll take my leave now, and we can talk later!"

"Wait!"

Luo Chen stopped her, and his left arm trembled.

A black aura appeared, instantly expanding and transforming into a hundred-zhang giant dragon.

"My sect is somewhat exhausted, and I can't personally assist. Let this dragon and tiger help you, fellow Daoist!"

The black king of the wild beasts, Golden Tiger Emperor Butcher!

Feng Hua Xian Zi looked deeply into Luo Chen's eyes.

"Thank you!"

Before leaving, Emperor Butcher stole a glance at Luo Chen.

This time, was he truly exhausted?

...

After Feng Hua Xian Zi left with Luo Chen's two spiritual pets, the area became quiet.

Ling Fengzi stood beside Luo Chen, feeling a bit uneasy.

Suddenly, Luo Chen spoke.

"Ling Fengzi, do you plan to return to the Heaven Ascending Pass battlefield or stay here?"

Ling Fengzi answered without hesitation, "The Heaven Ascending Pass has become a chaotic mess, and I did hold back the Seven Rhino Overlord for a long time. Naturally, I should stay..."

However, his words gradually slowed down.

Luo Chen didn't seem to mind his response and descended from the sky.

As he landed, a group of Luo Tian Zong cultivators approached.

In everyone's eyes, there was a mixture of respect and admiration.

The number of demonic beasts this time far exceeded any previous encounter in the history of Luo Tian Zong, and even several Demon Kings were among them.

But under the leadership of the Supreme Elder, Luo Tian Zong survived with minimal casualties!

How could they not respect and adore Luo Chen?

Especially the sect leader, Li Yingzhang, whose eyes were filled with excitement, even surpassing that of Luo Chen's two Daoist companions.

"I'm fine. Yingzhang, you should take everyone to clean up the battlefield!" Luo Chen said with a faint smile.

"Yes!"

Li Yingzhang didn't hesitate and led the group to disperse in different directions.

The battlefield was littered with countless demonic beast corpses, which were valuable cultivation resources for cultivators.

S

Luo Chen then called Tianxuan over.

"How many souls did the Ten Thousand Souls Flag capture?"

"Tens of thousands!" Tianxuan replied, her face full of excitement as she added, "This flag has been cultivated by you since your early years, and it already has the foundation of the Ten Thousand Wicked Souls Flag. With the addition of these new souls, it only needs a Nascent Soul-level main soul to truly advance to the Ten Thousand Wicked Souls Flag!"

Ordinary soul flags are at most treasure-level.

But once the number of souls in the flag reaches ten thousand, and there is a Nascent Soul-level main soul, it can be promoted to the Ten Thousand Wicked Souls Flag, comparable to a true artifact.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, "That's perfect!"

He reached out and took the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, then scooped something out of the Huan Yuan Cauldron.

A tightly closed Nascent Soul of a small person, wrapped in countless black electric arcs, fell into his hand.

It was the Nascent Soul of the third brother of the Lu family, Lu Chang'an!

Under Ling Fengzi's astonished gaze, Luo Chen cast one restriction after another and then removed the black electric arcs.

Lu Chang'an suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Luo Chen with intense hatred.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, "The Huan Yuan Cauldron is my life-bound treasure, not a place for you to reside. It's better to find another place to stay!"

He tossed his hand, and Lu Chang'an's Nascent Soul was thrown into the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

In an instant, black mist swirled, and countless resentful souls roared as they pounced on the small Nascent Soul person.

Heart-wrenching cries of anguish echoed out.

"Take it and refine it well! With this flag and your Nine Winds Banana Fan, I believe no one below the Nascent Soul stage can match you."

Tianxuan's eyes lit up, and she excitedly took the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

After Tianxuan left happily, Luo Chen's gaze fell on Wang Yuan.

Their eyes met, and Luo Chen was full of concern, but Wang Yuan's expression was slightly dazed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wang Yuan shook his head.

Luo Chen's eyebrows furrowed, and he scanned Wang Yuan with his divine sense, finding some minor injuries but no major issues.

Seeing that Wang Yuan didn't want to talk, Luo Chen didn't press further and instead turned to Ling Fengzi with an invitation.

"Now that the battle is over, fellow Daoist, why don't you accompany me on a tour of Bai Li Qing Chuan?"

Ling Fengzi nodded subconsciously.

After the two of them left, Wang Yuan remained standing in his original spot, his weathered and determined face filled with bewilderment.

He knew that Luo Chen was currently very strong and powerful!

Whether it was his cultivation realm, his achievements, or the fact that he had deliberately held back during their fight, it all spoke volumes.

And yet, he never imagined that Luo Chen's strength had already surpassed his comprehension!

When the Great Demon King arrived, the terrifying pressure made Bai Li Qingchuan gasp for breath.

Even Wang Yuan, who had experienced countless battles, felt powerless and had no intention of resisting.

He even felt that even if he advanced to the Fourth Stage of Body Transformation, it wouldn't change the situation.

However, Luo Chen defeated the Demon King with just one finger!

"Has the little brother I once knew grown to a point where even I can't see through him?"

Wang Yuan murmured to himself, fully realizing the gap between him and Luo Chen.

...

The air was filled with a pungent smell, and everywhere was a scene of devastation.

This was the current state of Bai Li Qingchuan.

The once picturesque and vibrant landscape was no more.

Yet, as Luo Chen walked amidst this desolation, he wore a smile, as if in high spirits.

Ling Fengzi, deep in thought, followed behind him. The wound on his chest and abdomen was still terrifying, but the bleeding had stopped, and for now, there was no immediate threat.

When Luo Chen reached the Black Water Riverbank and looked up at the severed head of the Nine Branch Deer, cut off by the Yuan Tu Sword, he paused.

"Ling Fengzi, are there any surviving disciples of the Ethereal Sect?"

"There are a few who are still alive. I used my connections to send them to the rear, and they should be able to avoid this life-and-death tribulation."

"Only a few are left? I heard that during the Ethereal Sect's heyday, there were tens of thousands of disciples, and the sect was thriving."

"Alas, it's my incompetence that I couldn't protect the sect and its members."

"Have you ever thought of rebuilding the Ethereal Sect and reviving its legacy?"

"Of course, I've thought about it, but in the current situation, I'm willing but powerless!"

Ling Fengzi sighed, his expression desolate.

Rebuilding an Upper Stage Nascent Soul Sect from scratch isn't as simple as just having the right cultivation realm.

Firstly, you need to have Nascent Soul cultivators.

Secondly, you need disciples with outstanding talent and unwavering loyalty to the sect.

Lastly, you need a suitable Spirit Land to establish the sect.

Among these three conditions, the first is the most crucial, but the latter two are also indispensable.

Especially the Spirit Land! Most Nascent Soul sects have to wage wars to seize a piece of land from countless demon beasts.

The current Ethereal Sect doesn't have the strength to start a war.

Even if the war between humans and demons were to end, Ling Fengzi didn't know how much time and effort it would take to restore even a fraction of the Ethereal Sect's former glory.

Moreover, plans often change, and if something unexpected happens, the Ethereal Sect's legacy might end with him.

Luo Chen, seeing Ling Fengzi's lack of enthusiasm, suddenly asked, "Do you think my Luo Tian Sect can succeed?"

Ling Fengzi thought for a moment and nodded, "It's definitely possible! Although the Luo Tian Sect currently has few disciples, from what I observed earlier, each one is a dragon or phoenix among men, and they have a high regard for the sect. With your strength and prestige, all you need to do is call out, and there will be many outsiders willing to help you slay demons and secure a Spirit Land."

Luo Chen smiled, knowing that with his current influence, achieving this was indeed feasible.

However! "The help of others can never surpass the unity of one's own sect!"

"It's just a pity that besides me, there isn't a single Nascent Soul cultivator in the Luo Tian Sect. Many things require my personal attention, which is quite troublesome. If someone could assist me, it would be much easier."

"Ling Fengzi, are you willing to join my Luo Tian Sect?"

Ling Fengzi suddenly lifted his head and met Luo Chen's smiling gaze.

"Luo Daoyou, is this a bit..."

"Forcing someone's hand? Taking advantage of gratitude?" Luo Chen laughed heartily, his expression relaxed. "If you're unwilling, I won't force you. You can leave."

Ling Fengzi opened his mouth, his face turning extremely ugly.

He took a step forward, intending to leave, but as he lifted his foot, he saw the severed deer head with blood still flowing.

He couldn't bring himself to take another step.

In his hesitation, he recalled Luo Chen's earlier display of power, defeating the Great Demon King with a single finger.

If this event were to spread, the Pill Sect's reputation would soar, reaching new heights! If he left now, would he be severing the Pill Sect's friendship? Or even lose his standing in the entire Eastern Wilderness?

His heavy footsteps slowly retreated.

Ling Fengzi looked at Luo Chen, who showed no signs of spiritual power fluctuations, and couldn't determine if he had exhausted his energy or still had strength left.

But he knew that Luo Chen, having comprehended the true intent of the law, was on the verge of becoming a Divine Spirit!

Such an existence was now offering him an opportunity, should he accept it?

If he didn't, it would be an act of ingratitude, sealing his own fate.

If he did, he would become family with Luo Chen.

But if he accepted, the Ethereal Sect would be scattered, and the high hopes placed on him by his predecessors and descendants would vanish.

Could he do such a thing as betraying his master and ancestors? Countless thoughts burst forth in Ling Fengzi's mind, conflicting with each other.

The wounds that had stopped bleeding began to throb again due to the agitation of his soul, causing him pain.

Luo Chen didn't say a word, standing silently by the Black Water River.

Time slowly passed.

The two of them stood there for half a day.

Finally, when the sun set, casting a blood-red glow on the turbulent Black Water River, a heavy, almost hoarse voice was heard.

"Ling Fengzi, I am willing to join the Luo Tian Sect."

Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly, "Have you thought it through?"

Ling Fengzi's voice was deep, "I've definitely thought it through. You've shown me much kindness, and this time, you saved my life despite the pressure from the Great Demon Emperor. I have no way to repay such great kindness, so I can only offer myself."

What a commitment!

Luo Chen extended his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"From now on, you will be the Second Elder of the Luo Tian Sect. Establish the Ethereal Palace and continue the legacy!"

This pat seemed to relieve him of a burden, and Ling Fengzi felt a weight lifted.

On the banks of the Black Water River, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, he bowed to Luo Chen.

"Ling Fengzi pays his respects to the Supreme Elder!"

Luo Chen laughed and helped him up.

"Although we didn't formally study under the same master, we now share the same sect. As my cultivation is slightly higher than yours, you can address me as Senior Brother."

With the truth revealed, Ling Fengzi felt a sense of liberation.

He smiled bitterly, "Senior Brother Luo Chen."

Luo Chen laughed, "Since you're calling me Senior Brother, you should offer a gift. How about that deer head over there?"

Ling Fengzi looked up instinctively.

The deer head hanging by the riverbank had its eyes wide open, its horns twisted in a terrifying manner.

Ling Fengzi exhaled in relief, feeling a sense of relief.

This was the fate of Luo Chen's enemies.

But as his family, the benefits came knocking at the door.

Perhaps he had made the right decision?

...

After a major battle, not only had the Luo Tian Sect's strength not diminished, but it had also received the greatest enhancement in its history!

Not only did they obtain numerous demon beast corpses, but they also gained Ling Fengzi, a Primordial Spirit True Man, as a new member.

Although the opponent's fighting prowess might not be exceptional, their escape techniques were unparalleled, especially in the field of intelligence gathering.

The Luo Tian Sect's intelligence capabilities would undoubtedly improve.

However, this matter was not urgent.

The grand battle had not yet concluded, and any further planning was like building castles in the air.

Three days later.

Outside the Great Green Mountain, clouds rolled in, and the wind howled.

The clouds followed the dragon, and the wind followed the tiger.

The busy disciples in the mountains looked up and saw a giant dragon and a golden tiger breaking through the sky.

If it were like before, they would have been in a panic.

But now, they felt a sense of security.

They knew that the two demon beasts were the Supreme Elder's spirit pets!

Boom!

The golden tiger landed, its massive weight creating a deep pit in the white jade plaza in front of the Luo Tian Great Hall.

"Little Emperor, be careful. Every brick and tile here belongs to the master!"

Emperor Butcher snorted, glaring at the tiger.

The Black King, who had shrunk his body, glared back.

"What are you doing? Don't think that just because your cultivation is higher than mine, you can order me around. I call you Little Emperor, and you should respond!"

"The master sometimes calls me Little Black."

The Black King muttered and flew into the Luo Tian Great Hall.

Emperor Butcher hesitated for a moment before also transforming into human form and entering.

The hall was bustling at that moment.

Led by Li Yingzhang, the Golden Core cultivators of the Luo Tian Sect were reporting various situations to Luo Chen.

They rambled on about the casualties and the gains, sounding somewhat tedious.

But Luo Chen listened attentively.

"The biggest problem is that the spiritual vein here has been affected, and the spiritual energy is now chaotic, causing the collapse of various spirit veins. Min Longyu is leading the disciples to sort out the spiritual veins, but the results are minimal."

"Bai Li Qingchuan is no longer suitable for our cultivation in the short term."

Li Yingzhang spoke with a worried expression.

Luo Chen nodded, having already noticed this situation.

When he previously entered a meditative state to restore his cultivation, he found that the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy had significantly decreased.

The cause of this situation was not only the assault of ten thousand demon beasts but primarily his battle with Emperor Butcher and other Demon Emperors!

Even though he controlled the battlefield and prevented it from affecting the lower-level cultivators, the self-detonation of Lu Changsheng and the fall of Lu Changqing still caused a massive spiritual energy storm.

After all, Bai Li Qingchuan was only a third-tier spiritual land with limited foundations and couldn't withstand such a shock.

The current situation was just as Li Yingzhang described—the spiritual veins were in turmoil, and the chaotic spiritual energy made it unsuitable for lower-level cultivators to cultivate.

"Master, this is simple. Leave it to Little Black. In two or three years, I can guide the spiritual energy back to its proper place!"

As soon as the Black King entered the hall, he volunteered.

Two or three years? Luo Chen shook his head; they couldn't afford to wait that long.

He looked at the two demons and asked, "How is the situation at the Splendor Palace?"

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Emperor Butcher felt uncomfortable.

He coughed lightly, "After we arrived, we quickly resolved the crisis. The reason we stayed so long was that the Heaven Ascending Pass was still experiencing occasional waves of beasts, so we stayed for three days."

Luo Chen understood.

So, for now, the Splendor Palace was safe.

Bai Li Qingchuan was no longer habitable, but perhaps he could chat with the Splendor Fairy and temporarily reside in their Splendor Palace.

As Luo Chen pondered, his expression suddenly changed.

Not only him but even the Black King instinctively curled his slender body and looked up at the dome of the hall.

"What's wrong?" Ling Fengzi, who was sitting nearby and listening, was puzzled.

Emperor Butcher also looked bewildered, but he had a vague sense of familiarity.

Luo Chen and the Black King exchanged glances, their expressions becoming solemn.

The primal energy of heaven and earth was in turmoil!

Had a Divine Transformation expert intervened?

(End of Chapter)

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