Immortality Begins With The Alchemical Master Chapter 975: Landing in the Great Wasteland, the Star Gate Opens, Phoenix Arrives in the Central Continent - Novel Cool

Chapter 975: Landing in the Great Wasteland, the Star Gate Opens, Phoenix Arrives in the Central Continent

Chapter 975: Landing in the Great Wasteland, the Star Gate Opens, Phoenix Arrives in the Central Continent

Another night fell, and all was quiet.

Luo Chen, who had been sitting for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his brow, a look of weariness on his face.

With the continuous replenishment from soul stones, his main soul had always remained at its peak, theoretically allowing for continuous division.

However, when it came to the eighth soul, the process became extremely difficult.

He had intended to push through and split off the ninth soul, even if it would be weak at first, it could be gradually nurtured. But this issue had prevented him from successfully splitting the ninth soul.

Moreover, he had a premonition that once he split the ninth soul, something very unpleasant would happen.

That was something he absolutely did not want to see.

"What exactly is the problem?"

Luo Chen dared not act rashly; he trusted his instincts.

As his cultivation realm grew, his instinctive perceptions became increasingly accurate, and cultivators could not afford to ignore them.

He could only carefully analyze the issue, find the root cause, and then address it.

"Is the problem in the foundation I laid? Should I follow Han Zhan's example and split into nine souls first, then gradually strengthen them?"

Luo Chen did not quite believe this. In terms of a solid foundation, he was even better than Han Zhan.

"Or is it because I've been splitting my soul too frequently over the past decade, causing my main soul to weaken?"

Strength often comes with weakness. His seemingly resilient main soul might have already reached its limit due to excessive division.

Luo Chen was not entirely sure about this, as the soul stones' miraculous effects had not shown any adverse side effects.

Even during his free time, he had deliberately collected a large number of soul stones to use after leaving the Soulbreaker Cliffs.

"Or could it be that the flaws in the Soul Splitting Technique are preventing me from achieving complete success?"

This last speculation flashed through Luo Chen's mind briefly.

The Soul Splitting Technique did have flaws, but the missing part was related to soul refinement.

He had already made up for this with the Great Soul Pill many years ago.

Furthermore, the revised Heavenly Phoenix Rebirth Sutra also included excellent soul refinement methods, so the problem should not lie here.

After much contemplation, Luo Chen could only sigh.

Could it be that eight divided souls were his limit?

"Perhaps I am being too greedy. Achieving what others take hundreds or even thousands of years to accomplish in less than a decade, I should be content. How can I still desire perfection?"

With a deep breath, Luo Chen stood up and left the large stone cave that had sheltered him, walking to the mountain's waist.

Under the night sky, the soul isle, devoid of wind and waves, had a somewhat eerie feel.

Faintly, there seemed to be the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

Luo Chen remained unperturbed, having long grown accustomed to it.

He gazed into the distance, his soul sense slowly spreading out.

One mile, two miles... ten miles.

"Ten miles, huh?"

Luo Chen nodded slightly. Compared to the hundred-foot range when he first arrived on the isle, this was a significant improvement.

This also showed the tremendous growth of his soul foundation!

But it still wasn't enough!

Luo Chen's mind flickered, and golden light shone in his eyes, turning his pupils gold.

Not only that, origin power flowed into his eyes, and blood vessels began to spread.

Instantly, the crimson eyes with golden pupils reappeared.

Gazing into the distance, he could see for a thousand miles.

Here, the soul sense was greatly suppressed, and his vision was affected by the murky sky, but it was still much better than before.

However, Luo Chen's face did not show much joy.

Because even with these eyes, he still could not see through the Nethersea to the outside world.

"In this situation, there's no guarantee of safely leaving the Nethersea."

"Should I take the risk?"

Luo Chen asked himself, hesitating.

But in reality, the moment he posed the question, the answer was already clear.

The Soulbreaker Cliffs had no spiritual energy, so he could not cultivate.

The supplies he carried could not sustain his physical training any further.

Even the most promising path of soul cultivation had reached a bottleneck due to the difficulty in splitting the ninth soul.

If he stayed any longer, he would grow old and die on this isolated island.

Even with a lifespan of a thousand years, it would be of no use.

Taking a bold risk was necessary.

His greatest reliance, besides the significant growth of his soul, was...

Luo Chen examined himself internally. The Green and White Fire Tree in his Purple Mansion had already spread its branches.

The Wilted and Flourishing Fire Spirit, which had been overused, had now awakened.

Although not at its peak, with the experience gained from his previous journey through the Nethersea, Luo Chen believed that this time, it would go more smoothly under his control.

Suddenly!

Just as Luo Chen focused on himself, his body trembled slightly.

Luo Chen was surprised and withdrew his soul sense. Had he lost his balance?

How was that possible!

His gaze fell downward.

The black, dense sand was vibrating slightly.

The soul stones, which had been sparsely scattered after his extensive harvesting, were also trembling.

Not only that...

Luo Chen pursed his lips and looked into the distance.

For the past eight years, the surface of the Nethersea had been calm every night, but now it was stirring.

The wind seemed to come from nowhere, but the waves surged from the depths of the Nethersea.

Splash...

Under the cover of night, the sound of the waves crashing was crisp and carried far.

Luo Chen watched this scene in shock, muttering to himself, "What's happening?"

Perhaps what he should be asking isn't what's happening, but where the Soulbreaker Cliffs have drifted during this time.

And the answer came to him as dawn broke over the sea.

In the first light of day, the usually murky Nethersea suddenly reflected a vague image.

A dense green light spread slowly but unmistakably from east to north, enveloping an area where green sprouts swayed.

The terrain undulated, as if some colossal creature was moving beneath the earth, causing massive disturbances. Wherever it passed, ridges rose high, resembling a thousand mountains bowing in submission.

In the sky, a thousand-foot golden-winged Peng bird flapped its wings, slicing the void with black lines.

A red behemoth, like a towering building, emerged from the sea, its body surrounded by ghostly shadows. Each step it took raised waves that seemed capable of bringing about the end of the world.

And in the boundless Jiu Tian Above, the sky was choked with dense, suffocating clouds.

Occasional lightning strikes struck down, targeting the tiny figures that dared to rush skyward.

A graceful figure was faintly visible within the black clouds, its true form hidden.

Four colossal beasts landed from the four cardinal directions, charging toward a towering peak that reached from the ground to the heavens.

In the mountain, stars flickered, and a grand gate opened, from which figures exuding terrifying auras emerged. Each of these hazy figures radiated a sense of anger.

Suddenly, a massive hand formed from thunder and fire, striking the towering peak from a distance, causing a deafening roar to erupt from the star gate.

Splash...

A massive wave crashed, shattering the reflected image into pieces before it disappeared entirely.

Luo Chen's mouth gaped open in a rare display of shock, and he stood there in a daze.

After a long while, he murmured, "Was it an illusion?"

...

"It must have been an illusion!"

"Mirages have been recorded throughout history, often distorting space and time, reflecting scenes from great distances or even from long ago."

"That fleeting glimpse was likely a scene from an ancient battle."

"Beasts, great demons, Huàshén powerhouses, and visitors from the heavens..."

Wandering along the waist of the Soulbreaker Cliffs, Luo Chen walked toward the summit without awareness.

The image he had seen still lingered in his mind.

He tried to convince himself it was an illusion, but the graceful figure that appeared and disappeared in the stormy clouds and lightning was too vivid to forget.

Thump!

Luo Chen stopped in his tracks.

The uncertainty on his face slowly faded.

He couldn't deceive himself; that noble and elegant figure was so familiar that he couldn't have mistaken it.

Even if the figure was from a thousand years ago, it couldn't be connected to the ancient battle.

Qixia Yuanjun, the Ancient Phoenix Fairy!

"It can't be wrong, it must be her. That same grace she displayed when she destroyed the Abyssal Mire."

"And this time, the target is the stronger Heavenly Origin Dao Sect!"

Luo Chen swallowed hard, carefully recalling the scene he had seen.

Four powerful beings, each on par with Huàshén powerhouses, landed in the Central Continent from four directions. He could identify two of them immediately.

The one with the dense green light must be the Eastern Wasteland Green Sprout Immortal, a being who had attained enlightenment through plants.

The one that resembled a red tower, causing the mountains and seas to tremble, was the North Sea Wasteland Ghost Immortal Tower, whom he had encountered several times. From the aura it displayed, it must have broken through to the fifth stage, becoming a Great Wasteland.

As for the other two.

The thousand-foot golden-winged Peng bird—could it be the legendary Golden-winged Great Peng from the Western Desert, which once ravaged the human world?

This creature had a powerful lineage, once entering the Buddhist order as a guardian of the relic hall. Later, it stole thirty-six high monk relics, displaying immense strength.

It must be correct!

In his early years, Luo Chen had studied the "Heavenly Peng Transformation", which listed several cultivation paths, including the Thunder Peng, Fire Peng, and Golden Peng. He had gained considerable knowledge in this area.

The appearance of the Golden-winged Great Peng was too distinctive to be mistaken.

As for the last one, which remained hidden beneath the surface.

Luo Chen felt a faint sense of familiarity.

"It's the Netherworld Earth Dragon!"

In an instant, Luo Chen realized where the familiarity came from.

This creature had clashed with him, and it felt like just yesterday, nearly pushing him to the brink of death.

Therefore, even without seeing it, Luo Chen was certain that the one causing the earth to crack and the mountains to bow from the south was the Netherworld Earth Dragon!

But there was a point of confusion: when this creature first appeared, it was far from as powerful as shown in the scene.

Especially after the old Netherworld Earth Dragon's body collapsed, the young Netherworld Earth Dragon had been severely weakened. How could it have the almost world-destroying power shown in the scene?

Suddenly,

Luo Chen recalled some ambiguous actions by the Divine Lord Yuluo before his ascension.

Back then, Luo Chen had asked why he allowed the Netherworld Earth Dragon to leave.

The Yuluo Divine Lord's response was that the Life and Death Sect lacked the ability to control such a beast.

Given the vast gap in their realms, Luo Chen could only listen.

But now, it seemed the truth might be different!

"Qixia Yuanjun attacked the Central Plains because the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect took over the Eastern Wasteland, angering her?"

"If it were the Abyssal Mire, it would make sense. But how could there be someone so easily provoked, repeatedly destroying sacred grounds?"

"First the Primordial Demon, then the Abyssal Mire, and now the strongest sect in this realm, the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect!"

Luo Chen was more inclined to believe that Qixia Yuanjun had been planning this for a long time.

This was evident from her actions when she first stormed the Abyssal Mire, where her first move was to rescue the Green Sprout Immortal.

The strength of a sacred ground was immense!

At the fall of the Primordial Demon, the sect was sealed for a century, imprisoning millions of beasts.

Before the three elder ancestors of the Abyssal Mire perished, they almost dragged Qixia Yuanjun into the abyss with them.

During the great disaster of the Life and Death Sect, the Yuluo Divine Lord single-handedly slaughtered a million cultivators.

Clearly, each sacred ground possessed the power to endure for millennia!

Would Qixia Yuanjun risk so much just for a moment of anger?

It must be because the captured Green Sprout Immortal was of great use to her, compelling her to take such risks and act personally.

But what use could that be?

The answer was now becoming clear.

"Is it all to deal with that colossal existence in the Central Plains?"

Luo Chen recalled the fleeting glimpse he had seen, growing more certain of his suspicions.

Gathering the four great beasts and summoning boundless lightning, none of this could be mere coincidence.

In such a situation, would the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect follow the path of the Primordial Demon and the Abyssal Mire?

Luo Chen pressed his lips together, his expression grave.

In his memory, there was no mention of the five elders of the Dao Zong.

According to the information gathered by the Stiff Mountain Alliance, the five Hua Shen elders of the Dao Zong each commanded a battlefield, with only the sect leader Mo Shouzhuo stationed in the Central Plains.

However, the powerful figures emerging from the star gate at Heaven-Earth Peak made Luo Chen wary.

"The Secret Records of the Mystic Realm details the main sect of the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect in the Mystic Realm. The sect leader, Heavenly Yuan Great Venerable, is a genuine Hapheic cultivator, and his four Great Spirit Elders are Alchemy Void True Lords. There are hundreds of Hua Shen-level experts!"

"According to the Yuluo Divine Lord, the only sect within the Mountain and Sea Realm that can still communicate with the upper realm is the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect."

"Given the great calamity, it is only natural to seek help from the upper realm's main sect."

"The powerful figures I saw must be reinforcements sent by the upper realm's Heavenly Origin Dao Sect."

"Under such formidable support, can Qixia Yuanjun destroy the Heavenly Origin Dao Sect and escape unscathed?"

"More importantly..."

Luo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind racing with countless thoughts as he murmured to himself.

"What is her true goal?"

On the lonely Soul Island, no one answered Luo Chen's question. The usually calm Nethersea roared, churning up towering waves.

Luo Chen tried to piece together all the information he knew to analyze Qixia Yuanjun's actions.

From the Eastern Wasteland to the North Sea, to the Southern Frontier, and even the Western Desert, where he had never set foot, all the large and small pieces of information together still failed to form a clear picture.

"Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient realm!"

A sigh echoed softly.

He believed that the Yuluo Divine Lord, who had already ascended, must know some of the secrets.

Even her kindness toward him might be related to Qixia Yuanjun, given that his magical attributes and the Nirvana Holy Fire could not be hidden from such a peak existence.

If he had reached the Hua Shen realm, he might learn some of the secrets.

"Enough!"

Luo Chen paused for a moment, then turned and walked down the mountain toward his cave abode.

With the Nethersea in turmoil, the best opportunity for him to leave this Soul Island had arrived.

It was time to make some preparations! (End of Chapter)

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