Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 944: Chapter 385: Dan Chenzi, You’re Being a Bit Unreasonable Here

Nine people in a line!

All of them Foundation Establishment True Cultivators!

Such a force was already quite extraordinary on the battlefield.

But they had terribly bad luck, getting bombarded by the puppet army of Luo Yun Sect in the early stages of the battle, resulting in everyone being injured.

After paying a certain price, they chose to retreat from the flanks.

Among them, eight people followed the lead of one severely injured Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The reason being that this person was a True Disciple of Yu Ding Sword Sect!

An injured Sword Sect True Disciple was still a Sword Sect True Disciple!

At this moment, as they hurried on their way, people would occasionally look back.

“Lan True Disciple, the Luo Yun Sect cultivators are still relentlessly chasing us, what should we do?”

A Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator asked anxiously.

As these words came out, the rest looked tense.

Nobody expected that the previously unimpressive Luo Yun Sect cultivators would burst out with unimaginable fighting power today.

No longer choosing one-on-one combat.

Either hundreds of cultivators would assemble into an army, or they would group in threes and fives, coordinating with each other.

With the help of one puppet after another, even the powerful Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators found it difficult to get past the puppets.

Even if someone forcefully broke through and charged in.

But the Luo Yun Sect cultivators could also use puppets to delay, fighting and retreating, and even remotely control puppets to surround them.

This way, after a few rounds of combat, everyone became fearful.

Lan True Disciple’s face was pale, and he looked back at the pursuers with hatred.

“We can’t just run away like this!”

“Wait for everyone to get ready, and then turn back to catch them off guard, and annihilate them all!”

Someone expressed their concern, “But aren’t we being pursued by Han Zheng? He’s the dear grandson of True Master Han Zhan. If we hurt him, won’t we offend a Nascent Soul True Master?”

To offend a Nascent Soul True Master!

Even just talking about such a matter was enough to make one tremble with fear.

Lan True Disciple’s expression turned frosty, “What if we offend him? Since he has come to the battlefield, there’s no reason only he can kill others, and we can’t kill him. Besides, if we can take his head, it would be a great achievement for our side in Yu Ding Sword Sect!”

“Gentlemen, if you’re afraid of True Master Han Zhan, are you not afraid of True Master Yu Ding from our Sword Sect?”

With this said.

Everyone calmed down.

Indeed! They have a Nascent Soul True Master, don’t we have one on our side?

Once on the battlefield, everyone is equal.

There is no logic in waiting meekly for slaughter.

In a moment, the hearts of the nine Foundation Establishment True Cultivators settled.

Some were even eager to try, fantasizing about what rewards they would get from the Sword Sect if they personally killed Han Zheng.

Compared to their fantasies.

Further back, five Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were flying at extreme speed.

Though they were few in number,

their momentum was nonetheless impressive, catching the eye.

Occasionally, Foundation Establishment True Cultivators from vassal forces who saw them hurriedly made way.

And for good reason.

These five were True Disciples of Luo Yun Sect.

Though they seemed to number only five, if they were to unleash their full firepower, no one knew how many puppets they could summon.

Nor did they know whether among those puppets, there could be combat puppets comparable to Late Stage Foundation Establishment, or even Finalization Realm.

Among the five, there were those with high cultivation reaching the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishment.

But clearly, the other four were implicitly taking the lead from the one who was at Fourth Level Foundation Establishment.

“Junior Brother Han Zheng, they are just a few defeated generals; do we need to pursue them to death like this?”

Facing his senior brother’s puzzlement, Han Zheng smiled slightly.

“The other eight are nothing special, but among them, there is a Late Stage True Disciple of Sword Sect; he is our target!”

Hearing this, the others immediately understood.

Yu Ding Sword Sect, as the overlord of this realm, has stood tall for hundreds of years since its founding.

But the number of sword cultivators under its command has only just surpassed that of Qingdan Valley even after so many years.

Compared to The Seven Sects, it can be considered outstanding, yet it cannot overwhelm the rest.

Hence, for many years, Yu Ding Sword Sect has been merely the overlord of Yu Ding Realm and not its sole ruler.

Number was their greatest weakness!

Since the war began, they either moved in groups or guarded one area; sword cultivators rarely moved out alone.

On the Seventh Mountain’s side, the number of sword cultivators dispatched to guard is even fewer.

Now that they finally encountered a Late Stage True Disciple sword cultivator,

there was no reason not to take advantage of the opportunity!

As the group pursued their targets, Han Zheng’s face suddenly showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

“Eh?”

“Junior Brother, what’s the matter?”

“Speed up!” Han Zheng’s expression changed slightly as he blurted out.

Suddenly, the five of them burst out with spirit light and pursued towards the front.

Not only that, but each of them even summoned a puppet, ready for battle at any moment.

However, sometimes by the time they realized it, things had already happened.

Han Zheng’s steps came to a sudden halt.

His eyes widened in shock as he looked up at the night sky.

A proud sun burst forth from the night!

Boom!

A loud explosion sounded.

Suddenly, boundless firelight blossomed.

Massive waves of energy rolled forward, affecting an area within a ten-mile radius.

In that scorching explosion, nine figures were stricken with terror, each deploying their own methods of defense.

With the combined strength of nine, they withstood a Second Order Technique, despite the suddenness of the event, but in the end, they still held on.

But afterward, a figure charged into their midst like a tiger entering a wolf pack.

Wielding a gold and black long staff, big or small, short or long, it ceaselessly reaped the lives of enemies.

“Ah!”

“Pfft…”

“Damn it, it’s Tian Kuizi!”

One by one, two, three…

After being suddenly attacked by that violent Fierce Sun Technique, the formation of the nine Foundation Establishments was already shattered.

So much so that Chu Kui’s harvesting was like stepping into unoccupied territory, encountering no meaningful resistance whatsoever.

In just a few breaths, six of them had fallen under his assault.

Among them, there was even a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment existence.

Lan True Disciple’s eyes were filled with splitting rage as he watched this unfold.

With guards before him and pursuers behind, finding no way out whether fleeing to the heavens or burrowing into the earth.

Suppressing the blood in his throat, he shouted lowly.

“Split up and run!”

The other two Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, without any hesitation, fled in another direction.

Lan True Disciple, transforming into a sword, burst with extreme speed, ready to leave.

The escape speed of a Sword Cultivator is extremely fast!

Even if they have yet to reach the Golden Core Period, but within the Foundation Establishment Stage, if there’s no Five Elements Escape Technique or corresponding flying secret technique, they are still among the best.

However, as soon as he moved, a figure whose speed was no less than his tremored and appeared right in front of him.

The red robe was striking, with large sleeves fluttering.

“Friend, I need to borrow the head on your neck!”

“Despicable wretch, don’t even think about it!”

Lan True Disciple did not hesitate, the sword light enveloping his body suddenly condensed, transforming into a sharp sword that thrust towards the red figure in front.

This sword was sharp beyond compare!

This strike was undoubtedly the strongest Luo Chen had faced since joining the battle.

It was no longer just the strength that a Seventh Level Foundation Establishment Cultivator could unleash.

He took a deep breath, the long sword he held behind his back thrust forward suddenly.

“Duo!”

With a light shout, the Xuanhuo Sword transformed into a shooting star and flew straight ahead.

Not only that, but his eyes suddenly widened, a deep light emerging as though a creature from Nine You was gazing into the abyss.

Under this gaze, Lan True Disciple was stunned, experiencing a moment of hesitation.

By the time he snapped out of it, the Sword Pill he had released had already fallen into a vast blue ocean where it struggled and slowly pressed forward.

Before him, however, was a dazzling firelight, carrying the sound of a sword piercing into his body.

“How can this be…”

He opened his mouth, murmuring a word, then his entire body was violently impaled onto the mountain wall by the Xuanhuo Sword.

Hum!!!

Within the Glass Sky Light Curtain, a Sword Pill spun around leisurely.

With its master’s death, it seemed to cry out in sorrow, and gradually, its motion also came to a stop.

“Hmph!”

Luo Chen snorted coldly, his hand reached out and plucked off the Sword Pill.

Then he looked in the opposite direction.

What met his eyes was Chu Kui sweeping his long staff, bursting two Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators in midair.

“Dan Chenzi, you guys are being a bit disingenuous!”

An angry voice came through.

Luo Chen looked calmly towards the source of the voice.

Han Zhan stood atop a black Wooden Kite, his expression dark as he stared at him.

Behind him, four Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were ready to strike, their aura undeniably on full display.

Unknown when, Chu Kui had finished collecting the spoils of war and silently walked over to Luo Chen’s side.

Side by side, the two men faced the aggressive glare of five figures.