Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster
Chapter 1887 - 698: The Storm Descends, Luo Chen Reappears_3

Chapter 1887: Chapter 698: The Storm Descends, Luo Chen Reappears_3

Other than the Blood Independent Cultivator who was absorbing the power of Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, the others also began to take action.

However!

"Something’s wrong!"

Moon Independent Cultivator’s face changed slightly, as the warning voice of the Spirit Treasure Beast Picture’s artifact spirit echoed in her mind.

She instinctively retreated.

Even abandoning the White Jade Disk without concern.

The rest reacted a bit slower.

Only to hear a sky-shattering explosion!

Boom!

Under the watchful eyes of all, above the Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces.

The battered and broken Black Cauldron exploded!

The Refining Heaven Cauldron, once a Heaven Connecting Spiritual Treasure, even when ruined and inactive, unleashed unparalleled power upon shattering.

The powerful explosion formed an unmatched storm of Yuan Qi, sweeping across Ming Zhao Heaven!

"I can no longer protect you." muttered the Black Robe Nascent Soul, retreating madly, no longer caring about the Moyun Cave Lord.

Leaving him to be obliterated into dust amidst the storm.

Sea Corner Tianmu looked panicked, not only did he summon a Turtle Shell Great Shield, but he also revealed his true form, forcibly resisting the terrifying storm.

Feiyun Zi rushed the fastest and suffered the greatest hit, as his netted magical treasure shattered instantly, with numerous fragments flying toward him.

With frantic eyes, he spat out an orb to enshroud himself.

But the orb also shattered inch by inch within the storm.

"This magic item I painstakingly obtained from the Artifact Realm, comparable to a Pseudo-Spirit Treasure!"

Amidst endless heartache, he continuously released precious items accumulated over the years, attempting to withstand this terrifying storm.

On the plaza.

The Blood Independent Cultivator frowned, forced to break off his actions.

Underneath him, the Blood Nightmare Mo Luo, having caught his breath, gripped the Godslayer Blood Sword with one hand.

"Get lost!"

Then, he released all of the Blood Sea Elder Ancestor’s remaining power.

The other two also took action.

Feileng Fairy unfolded a painting depicting the profile of a woman.

Old Daoist Ji Yuan took out a rare treasure from the Sect for protection.

In short, before the terrifying storm created by the spiritual treasure’s explosion, everyone exerted all their effort to protect themselves.

At the heart of the explosion, within the Pill Hall beneath the Black Cauldron.

Numerous big formations activated spontaneously, with layers of Spirit Light covering them.

Yet, under the sweeping storm, these protective formations shattered layer by layer.

In the endless waves, Tian Xuan desperately wielded the Nine Winds Banana Fan, trying to create a safe zone for Luo Chen.

But under that immense power, such efforts seemed futile.

At this moment.

A shadow darted from behind.

"Black King, what are you doing!" Tian Xuan yelled furiously, watching the Black King charging towards Luo Chen.

Ignoring her obstruction, he opened his massive mouth, swallowing Luo Chen, who had just reformed his body, in one gulp and knocked Tian Xuan to a corner of the hall with his tail.

Then, the Black King glared angrily at the sky, letting out a furious roar.

Yet, the once earth-shaking dragon roar was inaudible under the rumbling storm.

After a long while.

The storm subsided.

Of the Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces, only thirteen remained suspended in the void like stars.

The previously radiant Pill Hall was now in ruins, with tall pillars of purple jade collapsed, and precious fragments floating like fine sand above the vast sea of clouds, gently falling with a breeze.

Crack!

Footsteps sounded.

In the corner of the ruined palace, a transformed Tian Xuan lay there, her disheveled green feathers stained with frightful blood.

The extremely weak Tian Xuan forced her eyes open, a silhouette reflected in her eyes.

"Mas... Master?"

"Hmm."

With a soft hmm, Luo Chen took the Xuan Chen Armor from her hand and donned it, then turned to look at the pitiful Black Dragon curled up on the ground.

The once colossal body, nearly a hundred feet long, now reduced to a tenth.

A Monster Pill within the corporeal body’s faint cavity emitted a gentle glow.

"You’ve worked hard."

Luo Chen performed the Dao Spirit Technique, collecting the heavily injured Tian Xuan and the lifeless Black King into the Spirit Beast Bag.

Then, with calm eyes, he looked up at the sky.

There, a gray light quietly drifted among the clouds.

Another figure stumbled and rushed upward against the current, heading towards the gray light.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Luo Chen stomped on the hall floor.

Instantly, an explosive sound erupted!

The already precarious Pill Hall crumbled under the stomp.

Yet Luo Chen’s figure was faster, traversing several hundred feet, placing himself in front of the gray light sealed by the Refining Heaven Cauldron Spirit.

Turning around, he threw a punch!

Mountain Demolishing Form!

With just one punch, the incoming figure flew back even faster.

Luo Chen’s eyes were cold and severe, quietly watching the gray light before him.

"This belongs to me!"