Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 883: Chapter 362: Announcing a Death_2

“Even though I can’t yet travel ninety thousand miles in a single moment, within the Foundation Establishment level, probably few are my match,” Luo Chen mused.

To travel ninety thousand miles in a single moment was a description of the Completion Stage in “Sky Roc Transformation.”

Once perfected, the speed of this technique was comparable to any Five Elements Escape Technique and could even be discussed alongside the Rainbow Transformation Flight of a Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator.

Luo Chen hadn’t dared to covet such a realm just yet, nor had he reached the Third Realm of Body Refinement.

However, for the time being, his proficiency was more than sufficient for his use.

Of course!

If outsiders knew that he had perfected this technique in mere months to the level of Perfection, they would likely be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws.

However, Luo Chen felt nothing unusual about it.

These achievements, while somewhat unexpected, were within reason.

He had the basis of Qing Gong Carefree Wandering Finalization.

Added to this was the boost from Wind Riding Technique at Finalization.

He carried the same origin as the Fiery Fire Cloud Roc and possessed exceptional technique talent.

With such progress, it was logical!

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After a brief pause, Luo Chen once again soared to the sky, reaching altitudes rarely trespassed by ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

At such heights, cultivators on the ground were nearly unable to detect him.

Once in the high sky, Luo Chen not only practiced for ninety thousand miles but also took out his Magical Treasure Xuan Fire Sword to familiarize himself with the use of the Art of Tool Command.

Although Luo Chen often reminded those under his command at the Foundation Establishment level not to rely too much on magic items,

he himself held no such taboo.

First was because his Spirit Power was far superior to others at his level!

As a Sixth Level Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Xu Huanzhen was far inferior to him.

After training with Chu Kui several times last year, he vaguely touched upon the strength of Spirit Power of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Luo Chen’s Spirit Power was only slightly less than that of Chu Kui, a Ninth Level Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but the difference was limited.

In terms of the robustness of Spirit Power, Luo Chen now could be compared to an ordinary Eighth-Level Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator!

Secondly,

it must be mentioned that the Xuanhuo Sword, a most ordinary Lower Grade Magic Item, is exceptionally underwhelming.

It’s truly ordinary to a fault.

It doesn’t even come with any built-in powerful moves.

Whether it’s Dan Yangzi’s Purple Evil Treasure Sword, Tao Wen’s Cloud Stream Sleeve, or even the Azure Flood-Dragon Bracelet Luo Chen gave to Gu Caiyi, all come with inherent powerful moves.

But not the Xuanhuo Sword!

It is precisely because of this that the Flying Sword seems so common, so affordable.

However, as a Magic Item, it naturally has its advantages.

That would be amplification!

Once infused with Spirit Power, the sword can increase the attack strength of a Cultivator by about thirty percent.

Simply put, its powerful move is a regular attack, and a regular attack is its powerful move.

If an average Foundation Establishment Cultivator were to acquire this treasure, they would probably find it quite insignificant.

A magic item without powerful moves also wastes a lot of Spirit Power.

But for Luo Chen, the scarcity of Spirit Power holds no terror, and the effect of amplification exactly addresses the weakness of him primarily cultivating Wood Type Spirit Power.

Add to that Luo Chen’s extreme proficiency with Fire Type techniques.

Employing spells with the Art of Tool Command, the combined power is even more formidable!

High in the sky, tens of thousands of feet above,

A phantom mountain peak crumbled into rubble before Luo Chen with a thunderous collapse.

The mighty aftershocks surged forward, whipping Luo Chen’s silken white robes into a snappy rhythm.

Holding the Xuanhuo Sword in hand, Luo Chen sighed deeply.

“I wonder if a Ninth Level Foundation Establishment Cultivator could withstand this strike of mine,” he pondered aloud.

After muttering to himself, Luo Chen concluded his cultivation practice for the day.

He put away the Xuanhuo Sword and flew slowly toward Tianlan Peak.

…

In the mountains, there are no days or months, a thousand years pass in the world outside.

For Luo Chen, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, a thousand years was far too remote.

But as he repeatedly engaged in Pill Refinement, practiced his skills, and meditated, time had advanced to the second year of the Luo Tian Creed’s engagement in the war.

One day, Min Longyu returned to the Luo Tian Creed.

He did not come back alone, yet in a way, he did.

The statement was somewhat contradictory.

But when Sima Huiniang looked at the coffin in the grand hall, her entire being froze.

“A month ago, the Seventh Mountain of the Accumulated Thunder area suffered a surprise attack from the Flame Alliance forces, with Golden Core Cultivators taking action. The Seventh Mountain was a joint defense held by the combined forces of Rogue Cultivator Groups, but the Golden Core of the Flame Alliance shattered the Big Formation set up by the Luo Yun Sect with overpowering might, and the Golden Core Cultivators from the Ice Castle failed to aid in time, leading to the fall of the Seventh Mountain.”

“During the battle, the Rogue Cultivator Groups had no commander and were scattered in disarray.”

“Our Luo Tian Creed was only guarding a secluded small path and could have retreated with ease, but encountered a small team with a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator at its head blocking our way.”

“Even though I threatened that Great Cultivator with my Five Thunder Blast Array, the Luo Tian Creed Cultivators still suffered a severe blow.”

“In that battle, the Luo Tian Creed lost forty-three Qi Refinement Cultivators, Elder Li Yingzhang sustained serious injuries, and only by the salvation of Hall Master Xu Huanzhen was he lucky enough to escape with his life.”

“Among them, was the Combat Hall Hall Master.”

Min Longyu bowed his head, conveying the tragic events in a somber tone.

The Combat Hall Hall Master was none other than Sima Xian!

Sitting at the head of the table, Sima Huiniang clenched the chair’s armrest so tightly her knuckles turned white, and coldly said,

“Who is that Great Cultivator, what’s his surname and name?”

Min Longyu’s expression stalled, seemingly unable to answer.

Sima Huiniang took a deep breath, struggling to calm herself down.

“A Flame Alliance Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator is not some nameless individual. Don’t tell me you don’t even know where he comes from? Or is it that he is not a Flame Alliance cultivator, but just a vassal of the Sword Sect?”

Grinding his teeth, Min Longyu said, “It was deep into the night, and his true appearance was not visible. All I heard was an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator calling him Dried Toad.”

Dried Toad!

Sima Huiniang silently repeated the name, as if etching it deeply into her soul.

After a long while, she slowly asked, “What about Wang Yuan?”

Min Longyu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, “At the time, I was concerned about other Flame Alliance cultivators catching up, so I activated the Five Thunder Blast Array ahead of time, hoping to grievously wound the enemy and then lead the Luo Tian Creed Cultivators away.”

“However, unexpectedly, the enemy, badly injured as he was, remained relentless in pursuit. Sima Xian, the Combat Hall Master, lost his life while being chased.”