Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 2937: Chapter 1084: The Battle Ends, A Farewell Forever_2

Li Canghai subconsciously glanced at the other holding the Blood Sword, with golden flames covering him from head to toe, pursing his lips involuntarily.

"The battle has ended, you must have the aftermath to deal with, I won’t disturb you any further,"

"Today’s camaraderie in battle, I will remember well. If I’m fortunate enough to achieve Divine Transformation, I will personally visit."

"Wishing you a smooth path to Divine Transformation, may the Path of Immortal flourish!"

Li Canghai cupped his hands and then disappeared from Luo Chen’s sight.

After he left, Luo Chen still stood quietly, Qing Shuang reappeared, her gaze falling upon the persistent golden flames.

"Camaraderie in battle? I’m curious about your mindset in saying such words?"

As Divine Perception spread all over, only when Li Canghai had completely left did Luo Chen slowly retract the Nirvana Sacred Fire. With a flick of his hand, the Yuan Tu Sword vanished.

"Cough, cough..."

He clutched his chest and coughed softly.

"What mindset could I have? The opponent has apologized; at this moment, can I still pursue Li Canghai for fleeing in battle?"

"What about in the future?"

"Considering he stepped out to mediate between the two ancient demons of the North Sea afterwards, I can’t pursue too far."

"Too far? Doesn’t it mean you still want some explanation?"

"Explanation? It’s a matter that requires an explanation, but not from Li Canghai, rather, it’s from those two guys in the North Sea."

"I knew with your personality, you couldn’t possibly tolerate others seizing food in front of you."

Perhaps relaxed after the battle, Qing Shuang spoke more than usual but only a few words.

Her gaze looked far away, towards the streaks of glint flying in this direction, seemingly still carrying the residual impact of battle at the end of the formation.

"The Demon Clan Cultivators from Transmitting Truth Hall, I’ll take them away later. As for you..." Qing Shuang exhaled a turbid breath, her expression somewhat complex as she looked at Luo Chen, handing over the bone umbrella.

Luo Chen instinctively took the bone umbrella, not understanding why the other party showed such an expression.

He casually said, "Friend, don’t worry, once I achieve Divine Transformation, I’ll personally dissolve the Life and Death Gu binding us both. We shall meet again then."

Qing Shuang shook her head quietly.

"Better never to meet again!"

What does this mean?

While Luo Chen was puzzled, Qing Shuang had already leaped away.

Facing the returning glints, amidst exclamations, Qing Shuang swung her large sleeves continuously, collecting the powerful demon clan members.

Luo Chen held the bone umbrella, watching it with some envy.

This "Sleeve Universe" technique is utterly elegant!

Especially after Qing Shuang advanced to Divine Transformation, using it brings an ethereal aura; it would be wonderful if I could learn it.

"Actually it should be doable, given my current expertise in Spacial Constraints, combined with shared spatial talent from Qing Shuang, and if paired with a suitable vestment robe, perhaps I can create similar techniques?"

As Luo Chen pondered over this thought, the Eastern Wasteland cultivators had already retreated from the Daoist Sect Continent, arriving at Luo Chen’s position under Tian Xuan’s lead.

"Master, Tian Xuan thankfully fulfilled the mission!"

Seeing Luo Chen, Tian Xuan excitedly came forward to bow.

Luo Chen nodded, looking at the group behind her.

He first focused on the Luo Tian Sect cultivators.

There were six Luo Tian Sect cultivators participating in this fight, plus the two savage beasts, Black King and Xuan Turtle. Tian Xuan was considered assisting, and Di Tu was deployed to hinder reinforcements on the Tian Nan Continent side.

At this moment, the lineup seemed intact.

Wang Yuan was covered in blood but full of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

The Canglong’s Magical Robe was as white as snow, seemingly unscathed.

Ling Fengzi, Hao Ranzi, and Yu Jiaolong’s breaths were somewhat wilted, especially Yu Jiaolong, whose injuries were completely suppressed, solely supported by Cang Long to prevent falling.

"As long as there are no deaths, it’s good!" Luo Chen said with relief.

Cang Long smoothed his hair, sighing, "Thanks to Senior Brother’s intelligence, the number of Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators on East Yuan Continent was less than we imagined. Though each was formidable, with more numbers against fewer, the casualties among us were minimal and mostly occurred on the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range battlefield."

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, looking at Little White.

Her location was also there.

Little White explained in a low voice, "The foundation of the Daoist Sect is unfathomable; even with the explosion led by Kui Ox Ghost God earlier, they forcibly executed great power means to kill. Subsequently, facing attacks from strong demon clan members and the pinnacle top sects of the Eastern Wasteland, they swore to resist, resulting in numerous casualties. If it weren’t for Li Canghai forcibly taking the Rotten Stalemate Mountain Range, using Divine Power to throw everyone out, many more might have died."

"Seems I still underestimated the foundation of the Daoist Sect," Luo Chen murmured, glancing past everyone, looking far away.

Blood-drenched glints were withdrawing one by one from East Yuan Continent; despite a tsunami ahead, Daoist Sect powerhouses were trailing closely in pursuit.

Those Daoist Sect experts were not only from East Yuan Continent but also from the other two continents.

Clearly, solely relying on Di Tu and Deng Taiyue’s positions to intercept perfectly was impossible.

Luo Chen knew this well and flicked his fingers towards the distance.

"Go!"

The Yuan Tu Sword, like receiving an order, transformed into a massive sword light, crashing down.

This sword just managed to separate the pursuers from the retreating ones.

The Daoist Sect experts responsible for the pursuit, including Zhan Bingtao, instinctively stopped and stared in horror at the Blood Sword.

A figure descended slowly from the sky, tapping his toe on the sword hilt, looking coldly at the crowd.

"All of you, this is where it ends!"

"Villain, meet your death!"

Someone charged up in fury, only to be greeted by a streak of Chi Xiao Sword Qi.

Puff!

The Sword Qi pierced through the body, with a single strike puncturing the opponent’s Purple Mansion Nascent Soul.

Completely crushed, eliminated entirely.

Now, no one dared to continue the pursuit, especially with the strands of familiar aura emanating from that Blood Sword.

That is the aura of Liancheng Ancestor!

Could it be...

An overwhelming terror uncontrollably spread through everyone’s hearts.

Luo Chen calmly overlooked the Daoist Sect cultivators, "Our sect holds no deep-seated hatred towards you. This battle was forced upon us. If you take another step forward, don’t blame our sect for unleashing a massacre."

His gaze swept over the crowd, pausing briefly on a woman full of resentment before bypassing her.

"Farewell!"

After he left, the crowd remained in utmost repression.

Both due to being stunned by Luo Chen’s sword and the unbelievable possibility of Liancheng Ancestor’s fall.

That was Liancheng Ancestor, who survived the South Border war and the battle of Soulbreak Cliff against the Demon Phoenix!

Could he have died at the hands of that person just now?

It’s too unfathomable!

Yet, with the massive tsunami submerging most of East Yuan, and the reckless acts of Divine Transformation Great Powers taking the Rotten Stalemate Mountain as precedent, people could not help but think in that direction.

After a while, there was commotion within the crowd.

Until Zhan Bingtao gave orders.

"Head to Heaven and Earth Island first!"

Without any more hesitation, a group of Daoist Sect cultivators hurried toward Heaven and Earth Island, even left the aftermath of the East Yuan Continent battlefield unattended.

However, what they saw and heard plunged them into an abyss.

The vast Heaven and Earth Island had been cleaved into two halves by a single sword.

Heaven and Earth Peak stood isolated on the other side.

At the entrance of Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven, a few figures sat cross-legged, their breath terribly faint.

"Junior Sister Ming Yan!"

Zhan Bingtao shouted.

Ming Yan raised her head, revealing a face of despair.

"Senior Brother, we... failed."

Zhan Bingtao, despite having anticipated it, was still incredulous: "With Senior Brother Ke Lian Shan inside, and Liancheng Ancestor outside, plus two Spiritual Treasures and three Big Formations fortifying, how could we fail?"

Ming Yan painfully clenched her fists, her sharp nails deeply piercing into her flesh.

"It was Zhou Fuqiu, no, it was Luo Chen..."

In the crowd, Fu Qinglan, dressed in blue and stained with blood, trembled uncontrollably listening to Ming Yan’s every accusation.

Her expression continuously changed, showing pain, despair, guilt, self-blame... until endless resentment.

"Luo Chen!!!"

...

Over the vast, azure sea.

A giant turtle floated, slowly swimming.

Luo Chen stood atop the turtle’s back, letting the salty sea breeze make his hair flutter and robes rustle.

His aura was weak, far less than one or two percent of his peak, yet his mood had never been more pleasant.

Several pairs of eyes occasionally fell on him from behind, and though everyone could see Luo Chen’s poor condition, the deep fear and reverence in their eyes were undeniable.

With the power of Nascent Soul State, he struck down Divine Transformation Great Power!

This unprecedented feat, he accomplished it!

How could this not invoke awe and admiration?

Cang Long moved gracefully, arriving by his side and asked with concern, "Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Faced with this question, Luo Chen let out a slight chuckle.

"Heh..."

The laugh was gentle, but it was heartfelt, then growing from small to large, gradually filling the universe.

In the vast sea, at this moment, only the Daoist’s hearty laughter echoed through the heavens and earth.