Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster
Chapter 1833 - 678: Primordial Chaos Tripod and Octagon Pavilion, Forced Suppression

Chapter 1833: Chapter 678: Primordial Chaos Tripod and Octagon Pavilion, Forced Suppression

Red robe and black hair, a towering figure.

With sword-like brows and starry eyes, his expression was cold and fierce.

Even with a completely different skin tone, the familiar facial features still allowed Fishing Elder and Zi Hou to recognize the newcomer.

The Master of Peng Lake at the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering—Qingyang Demon Lord!

However, the opponent’s thunderous strike just now, which instantly killed Ghost Child, still left the two in disbelief.

When did Qingyang Zi, who was skilled in tool casting, become so formidable?

Zi Hou hesitated and said: "Qingyang Zi—Luo Hai?"

Luo Chen held the Octagon Pavilion in his hand and looked over calmly, nodding slightly.

"Friend Zi Hou, it has been many years since we last met; your elegance remains unchanged!"

Having been confirmed, the woman in purple became even more alarmed, quickly adjusting her mindset, and forced a smile: "I am not as distinguished as you, Friend; your elegance surpasses the past!"

It was more than just surpassing the past; it was an earth-shattering change.

You must know that Ghost Child, who has been on par with them in the position of the three great eight-star demon hunters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering for many years, was one of the de facto rulers of the Demon Hunter Bureau.

Regarding age, he was also decades older than the two of them.

The realm was not much different.

In terms of combat, he was even more fluid and adaptable, as well as strange and diverse.

In such circumstances, after a single probing clash, he was crushed to death by Luo Chen.

It’s even said, in just a brief glimpse earlier, that Ghost Child barely activated his defense magic item, yet was still blown apart with a single kick.

This shows what Luo Chen is capable of!

"Friend Luo, your body refinement stage truly exceeds this old man’s imagination!"

Fishing Elder’s voice came slowly, carrying a strong tone of fear.

Even though he had all sorts of high assumptions about Luo Chen’s body refinement expertise, it seemed he had still grossly underestimated it.

To be able to crush an existence of the same realm with a single kick, this is not just the level of a Third Order Body Refiner.

I’m afraid...

Luo Chen spoke calmly: "Without the protection of a True Master, without this body refinement ability, how would I dare to venture into the Oblivion Sea lightly? Fishing Elder, don’t you think so?"

Fishing Elder’s mouth twitched, his gaze falling on the Octagon Pavilion held in Luo Chen’s hand.

"This item was captured after the three of us expended much effort, specifically seizing the opportunity when Yu Gao and others released it to collect spirit medicines, being caught off guard. For this, we fought fiercely, using several methods. Now, just claiming fate with it for you to take away, isn’t that too excessive?"

"Excessive?" Luo Chen questioned back.

Fishing Elder nodded, "Very excessive!"

Luo Chen chuckled lightly, "When you killed and took treasures, you didn’t feel it was excessive. Now, I’m merely imitating it a bit, rightfully so."

Fishing Elder’s face darkened.

The old face full of wrinkles was overcast, as if about to drip water.

The black gold fishing rod in his hand started to tremble slightly at this moment.

The bell on the rod also jingled clearly.

Hearing the bell sound, Luo Chen raised an eyebrow and coldly snorted, "Want to act?"

"Have to determine superiority..."

Before the words completely fell, Fishing Elder flicked the rod, and the withered Heavenly Remnant Line flew out along an unknown trajectory.

In the air, a hissing sound broke out, as if even the void was being sliced apart.

Splat!

In Fishing Elder’s astonished gaze, Luo Chen slowly reached out his hand, then suddenly clenched it in the void.

He actually grabbed the end of the Heavenly Remnant Line with his bare hands.

With a few more twists of his hand, the Heavenly Remnant Line was instead wrapped around his hand.

"This..."

The event happened suddenly.

Fishing Elder truly did not anticipate that someone would dare to catch his magical artifact barehanded.

Luo Chen’s gaze fell on the dried and thin line, "Every time I see you use this magic item, you always catch big fish. Right now, I wonder if it can also reel me in?"

Beneath the cover of the Daoist robe, muscles rippled layer upon layer, tremendous force continuously enhancing.

Aiming as if to forcibly snap the Heavenly Remnant Line!

Feeling the moaning from his magic item linked to his mind, Fishing Elder panicked.

He slapped the black gold fishing rod.

"Release!"

A wave carrying a special rhythm spread along the fishing rod to the Heavenly Remnant Line.

The terrifying cutting force reappeared, actually making thin stripes of blood appear on Luo Chen’s tough and unmatched palm.

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, satisfying his wish.

The Heavenly Remnant Line swished back.

However, at the line’s tail end, a wisp of green flame was burning rapidly.

Visible to the naked eye, the Heavenly Remnant Line was continuously disappearing.

"Qingyang Zi, you!"

Fishing Elder shouted in anger, bit his tongue tip, and spat a mouthful.

Splat!

A mouthful of tongue-tip essence blood splashed onto the Heavenly Remnant Line, forcibly extinguishing the green flame, barely preserving half of this special line.

At this moment.

Explosive sounds erupted.

In Fishing Elder’s terrified gaze, Luo Chen had reached right before him, elbowing and pushing with his palm.

Boom!

With just a loud boom, Fishing Elder’s frail body flew backward several meters like a tattered sack.

Luo Chen slowly retracted his right hand, looking ahead, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

A new moon rose slowly.

Its cold radiance enveloped the elder from head to toe.

As expected!

His full-force attack was something that an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator absolutely could not withstand.

Even though Fishing Elder quickly deployed a defense magic item just now, it was still brutally shattered by him.

What truly saved Fishing Elder’s life was this bright moonlight.

"Moon Hermit’s means?" Luo Chen muttered to himself.

No wonder Fishing Elder dared to strike him even after his thunderous kill of Ghost Child, it turns out he had such backing!

"Cough cough..."

Fishing Elder staggered up from the ground, his iron-blue face flushing red, and finally couldn’t hold it back.

Splat!

A mouthful of congested blood was spat onto the ground, feeling a bit more comfortable.

He never expected that, even with the protection of a True Master’s means, the terrifying force could not be completely discharged, bearing down on his old and weak physique like a lightning strike.

If he hadn’t tried body refinement over the years and had a bit of foundation, just that one palm strike alone might have displaced his internal organs, leaving him severely injured.