Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

The Alchemy Sect’s prestige once again rose because of this matter.

It even shot up to an unimaginable height!

Whether it was the Dong Yan Sect Elder, famed for Nascent Soul Perfection, or Tian Douzi, whose Path of Array had reached Divine Transformation, or even Jiuling Yuanjun, whose combat power was peerless, none of them could be mentioned in the same breath as Luo Chen.

The entire Eastern Wasteland was singing of Luo Chen’s might and of his deeds great and small.

And while the East Desolate Immortal World was celebrating the ceasefire throughout the land, Luo Chen’s figure had already crossed the seas once more and arrived in “Zhongzhou.”

Only, this time it was not the Tian Nan Continent, but the Daoist Ancestral Court—the East Yuan Continent!

This region was, in fact, not unfamiliar to him.

In days past, when he took part in the Cave Heaven Competition, it had been in the Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven beneath Heaven and Earth Peak. And following the Zhe River upstream from Heaven and Earth Peak, one arrived at the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range.

Later, when he left Zhongzhou and returned to the Eastern Wasteland, he had also departed along the direction of the East Yuan Continent.

Now he was merely retracing the road by which he had come.

Blending into the East Yuan Continent was not difficult for Luo Chen; he was already adept at the Hidden Qi Concealment Technique.

Moreover, the East Yuan Continent was at this moment迎来了一场时隔一百六十年的甲子大比, making it all the more convenient for him to slip in.

Luo Chen found a destitute Han Gate Family Foundation Establishment Cultivator and took his place.

By means of his meticulous Body Refinement attainments, he altered his appearance to match the other’s exactly. Obtaining the other’s Cultivation Technique, he practiced it briefly and reached Perfection Grandmaster Level; his Magical Aura was identical.

In this manner, after a year, Luo Chen finally entered the Daoist Ancestral Court, the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range!

The甲子大比was being held in full blaze!

This time’s grand competition was being held one hundred and sixty years after the last five-hundred-year Cave Heaven Competition.

Originally, the next one should have been held after a hundred years, but because of the great catastrophe in Zhongzhou, it had been delayed. Thus, after another sixty years, it was convened again.

Under such circumstances, the Daoist Sect attached extreme importance to this competition.

It was both to select good seedlings and to enhance the Sect’s cohesion.

They wished, through these martial contests, to demonstrate that the Tianyuan Daoist Sect remained mighty, remained the strongest Human Race Sacred Land under heaven!

Therefore, from beginning to end, the Tianyuan Daoist Sect strove for Perfection in this grand competition.

From Qi Refinement Stage, to Foundation Establishment Stage, and then to Golden Core Period, it was carried out in three great stages.

Then these three great stages were further divided among the East Yuan, Tian Nan, and Li Bei three continents, each conducting selection matches for outstanding Disciples.

Each continent would produce ten people for each Realm.

In the end, only the Peak ninety could compete and spar within the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range.

The victors would receive generous rewards.

Luo Chen did not care about rankings; he cared only about one person.

That white-robed man, Zhou Fuqiu, who had just forcefully defeated an opponent on the arena.

This was the first time Luo Chen had seen his own avatar.

The man’s appearance was completely different from his own, his Qi Power so vast and profound that it surpassed Luo Chen’s former self at the same Realm.

The only somewhat similar point was probably that outstandingly brilliant Technique!

“A pity he’s only at the Ninth Layer of Golden Core, and ultimately has not reached the Nascent Soul Stage.”

Luo Chen sighed softly in his heart.

But he knew he could no longer be too demanding.

By all counts, Zhou Fuqiu was not yet a hundred years old.

For an ordinary person, to achieve Core Formation at a hundred was already a genius among geniuses; how could one possibly achieve Nascent Soul Formation by a hundred?

He shook his head in secret and, ignoring the high-level Nascent Soul experts of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect above, quietly withdrew from the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range.

Walking alone to the banks of the Zhe River, whose eastward flow never returned, he waited in secret.

He did not know how much time had passed when a figure appeared behind him as well.

“You’ve come.”

“Yes, I’ve come.”

“I thought Senior would not come.”

“Little friend, there is no need to be so impatient. There is still a year before the Array is activated. By then, Liancheng’s avatar will be exhausted, and all the Nascent Soul experts of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect will have to be stationed atop the various Array nodes. Only then will it be the best time for us to make our move.”

As he spoke, the owner of that aged voice had already walked to Luo Chen’s side, watching the rolling eastward flow of the Zhe River with him.

It was precisely the Beihai Great Power Li Canghai!