Chapter 2143 - 2128: The Terrifying World's No. One Alchemist

Tianheng Continent, Central State, a boundless dark void.

In this moment, the night is shrouded in a vast expanse of gray mist.

And right within this vast gray mist, two armies had originally been locked in a brutal clash.

Ever since the Divine Clan began invading the Tianheng Continent, the war in Central State has never stopped.

Right now, within that sea of gray mist, the Dark Camp Army is completely unharmed, but the Divine Clan army is letting out agonized howls one after another, the dense scales covering their bodies all turning into an eerie gray-black, as if they've been poisoned.

At this time, the Dark Army soldiers stare at their opponents who suddenly fell into such pain, all of them wearing shocked expressions, some utterly confused.

"This is… poison!" The Death Emperor Lingg Yefeng, Death Scythe in hand, had originally been battling a Six-star Demigod Realm powerhouse of the Purple Scale Divine Clan, countless Yin Corpses whirling madly around him as their center.

But at the very instant that gray mist appeared, that Purple Scale powerhouse's face twisted in extreme agony, both hands clutching his face as he howled nonstop, as if suffering a fate worse than death.

"This is…" In this instant, even the Death Emperor Lingg Yefeng is somewhat at a loss, not understanding what just happened, not knowing what the hell is going on.

Now Lingg Yefeng, through constant combat, has already pushed his Martial Arts Realm into Four-star Half God.

With his Martial Arts Talent of Death, the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, and the Death God Scythe, he had just been going all out against this Purple Scale powerhouse, and for a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.

Yet with the appearance of this bizarre gray mist, in just a single instant, it reduced this Six-star Demigod Realm Divine Clan powerhouse to such a state!

Just thinking about it makes Lingg Yefeng's heart crawl with cold; if this gray mist were targeting him, targeting his Dark Army, wouldn't today be the day the Dark Camp is wiped out?

Immediately after, Lingg Yefeng suddenly turns around, looking behind him, his eyes seemingly piercing layer upon layer of gray mist, gazing toward that distant night sky.

There, Lingg Yefeng sees a gray-white silhouette faintly discernible, as if clad in a gray-white robe, gently billowing in the wind.

"Such a flashy figure, such perverted poison… don't tell me it's… Seventh Junior Brother!" Seeing that silhouette, Lingg Yefeng cries out in shock once again.

Among the seven disciples beneath Emperor Nine Nether, the seventh is none other than the World's No. One Alchemist, Qin Rufan!

The World's No. One Alchemist—everyone knows the Spiritual Medicine he refines is hailed as number one! But Lingg Yefeng knows that this Seventh Junior Brother, number one on the path of Medicine, has also pushed poison to the absolute extreme of the world, beyond anyone's reach!

On the Tianheng Continent, aside from this Seventh Junior Brother of his, he really can't think of anyone else who could use poison to throw an Alien Race "thousand armies and ten thousand horses" into such a state!

"This freak! Looks like he's become even more of a freak! Seems he's already found Divine Medicine and stepped into a higher Realm on the path of Medicine!"

At this moment, Lingg Yefeng suddenly sees that illusory silhouette move, then abruptly vanish.

Next, a gray-white figure appears in the Void not far from him, with handsome features and a loose gray-white robe, his whole person exuding an ethereal aura—this is his Seventh Junior Brother, Qin Rufan!

"Seventh Junior Brother!" Lingg Yefeng immediately shouts toward him.

Qin Rufan stands proudly alone in midair without moving; hearing Lingg Yefeng call out to him, he grins, then nods and says, "Senior Brother!"

"Ru Fan heard Central State has now become the main battlefield for this Alien Race invasion, so I came specially to help!"

Lingg Yefeng grins and also laughs. "You came at just the right time!"

For the Dark Army, Qin Rufan truly arrived at a perfect moment this time!

A battle that was supposed to be a bloody slaughter ended just like that with the arrival of this freak!

"Qin Rufan! That's the World's No. One Alchemist Qin Rufan! Our Great Emperor's Seventh Junior Brother!"

"Qin Rufan!"

"The World's No. One Alchemist, Qin Rufan!"

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Within the Dark Army, hearing the conversation between Lingg Yefeng and Qin Rufan, waves of shocked shouts instantly erupt.

As if triggering a chain reaction, the cries keep coming, spreading continuously toward the endless ranks of Dark Battle Soldiers.

Who among them hasn't heard of the title World's No. One Alchemist!

At this moment, everyone in the Dark Camp has their expressions drastically altered in shock, revealing extreme astonishment, their eyes wide to the limit.

Besides knowing his identity, they now also know where the gray mist covering this entire heaven and earth came from.

With the appearance of just this one man, none of them expected tonight's grand war to just… end like this!

Then, the wave after wave of agonized screams abruptly ceases, and the people of the Dark Camp suddenly discover that, in this very instant, over ten thousand Alien Race troops have all died!

Bodies one after another are dropping toward the ground like dumplings thrown into a pot.

"This!"

"This!"

"This!"

...

Everyone is now so stunned they can't even speak.

In their previous understanding, from the rumors they'd heard, the World's No. One Alchemist should have been number one in refining Miraculous Divine Pills, yet they never imagined his poisons would be this defiant of heaven!

Simply terrifying to such an extent!

"Qin Rufan! This brat!"

Even the Dark Emperor Andang and the Emperor of Destruction Miee Tian slowly speak in shock at this time; in this instant, their gazes are likewise locked onto that gray-white figure.

In just a flash, Qin Rufan becomes the focus of everyone's attention; tonight, he is destined to be the leading actor of this world.

Afterwards, Lingg Yefeng and Qin Rufan simultaneously circulate the Nine Nether Technique, streams of Power of Death surging continuously toward Lingg Yefeng.

Streams of Soul rush toward Qin Rufan!

Qin Rufan has spent his life delving into the path of Medicine, and cultivating the Soul Dao!

While still continuously devouring Souls, Qin Rufan speaks, asking Lingg Yefeng, "There's a rumor in the world that Master was reborn. Where is Master now?"

These past days, what Qin Rufan has been most concerned about is still that man!

The achievements he has in this life are inseparable from that man's influence on him.

Even after so many years, Qin Rufan often still thinks in his heart: if he hadn't met that man in this life, if he hadn't become his Disciple, what would his life have been like?

Back then, when he heard of that man's fall, Qin Rufan felt as if the entire world had collapsed, the heavens spinning, the earth overturning, Qiankun Inversion.

He never expected that he would one day hear news of that man's rebirth into the world!

And just then, Lingg Yefeng slowly speaks, saying to him, "Master truly has been reborn!"

When Qin Rufan hears these words from Lingg Yefeng, hears his Senior Brother personally confirm it, his eyes suddenly widen, and the heart he'd been holding tightly at last slowly relaxes.

He had truly been worried that the rumors were nothing more than rumors.

Then Lingg Yefeng continues, "Half a year ago, Master went alone to another continent, the Wilderness Continent!"

"Wilderness Continent?"