Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2063 - 2063 2053 Out of the Adversity Comes Life

2063: Chapter 2053: Out of the Adversity Comes Life 2063: Chapter 2053: Out of the Adversity Comes Life Long Yan’s entire body transformed into a beam of purple light, squeezing through the crevices between the statues and successfully stood in position at the “Open Door”, seemingly having touched upon some taboo, as all the statues began emitting strands of red light.

“Open Door.”

No sooner had Lingxi’s words fallen than a cut appeared on Long Yan’s handsome face, several spear shadows narrowly avoided by him.

Just now, he had planned to use the “Time Principle”, but to conserve his strength, he forcibly endured.

With Long Yan’s constant dodging, the red light radiating from the statues became increasingly intense, forming substantial smog, and the spears in the hands of the statues started to fling out trails of afterimages.

Long Yan sensed that the statues’ level was roughly around that of a Second Rank God King.

Although their strength was not high, there were more than one statue present.

The sight of hundreds and thousands of statues made Long Yan’s scalp tingle, but his trust in Lingxi still led him to stand at the “Open Door” position.

“Close Door.”

“Life Door.”

“Injury Door.”

As Lingxi’s diminutive mouth spat out one position after another, the peril surrounding Long Yan increased a notch.

Now, his originally white clothes were nearly similar to that of a beggar’s, but each time he narrowly escaped without injury, dodging past all the spear points.

“This…”

Liu Qingyue was at a loss for words, but her heart followed Long Yan’s figure.

Long Yan stomped forcefully on the ground and flew up into mid-air.

Finally, he got a moment’s respite and began breathing heavily, searching the air for his next landing spot.

“Be careful.”

Accompanying Liu Qingyue’s alarmed cry, a sky-obscuring Spear Light flew towards Long Yan’s face.

“Nine Nether Power.”

Utilizing the force of the Nine Nether Power, Long Yan’s body shifted a distance in the air, narrowly dodging the roaring Spear Light.

With a “rip”, Long Yan’s thigh was still grazed by the Spear Light, fresh blood slowly flowing down his leg.

The sight of Long Yan’s injury threw Lingxi into disarray, and her speed of reasoning slowed further.

Because Lingxi did not call out the next position in time, Long Yan’s body fell straight down, awaiting him were countless statues holding up their Long Spears.

“Ah!!!!”

Liu Qingyue let out a scream, her fear driving her to cover her eyes, her mood heavy.

Was this finally the outcome?

She must really be an unlucky woman, for whatever thing or person she liked, she would lose.

“Open Door.”

It wasn’t the scream Liu Qingyue had anticipated, instead, Lingxi’s calm voice reached her ears.

Liu Qingyue hastily removed her hands from her beautiful eyes and was surprised to find the scene wasn’t as she had imagined, with Long Yan pierced by the Long Spears.

In the last moment, Long Yan had used the Dragon Tooth beneath him.

Worthy of being a Middle Grade Artifact, the blade of the Dragon Tooth blocked all the Long Spears thrusting at Long Yan.

The scene now was like Long Yan lying atop all the spears and swords of the statues.

Liu Qingyue had once seen the Holy King practice, and now she felt that the Holy King was nothing compared to half of Long Yan.

With sparks flying between the Dragon Tooth and Long Spears, Long Yan steadily landed at the “Open Door” position, but the inherent danger still gave him a momentary fright.

Lingxi also deeply regretted, it was due to her mistake that nearly cost Long Yan his life here.

She composed her heart and continued her calculations.

“Rest Door.”

Lingxi’s eyes were glowing brighter and brighter, and her calculations were becoming faster.

All she wanted was to wholeheartedly help Long Yan escape the peril.

Liu Qingyue could only silently pray for Long Yan on the side.

“Dragon Shock Flash.”

Long Yan transformed into a stream of light and stepped on the Open Door position.

The surrounding statues were about to be enveloped by red light, and his strength surged from Second Rank God King to God King Level Three.

Facing several spear lights, Long Yan no longer had the extra strength to dodge; a barrier seemed to rise around him.

“Time Secret.”

The spear shadows around him turned into slow motion.

Long Yan noticed that the faces of the statues had changed from before and were now ferocious, paired with blood-like red light, enough to make many children cry.

“The left is the Life Door; the right is the Death Door.”

After hearing Lingxi’s voice, Long Yan hesitated.

Wasn’t this a bit too simple?

Although it was a situation where death was almost certain, had it not been for his Time Secret and Dragon Tooth, he might have fallen here today.

But he still felt uncertain about the difficulty of this trial.

“Long Yan, what are you still thinking about?”

The urgency in Lingxi’s voice was clear.

By now, Long Yan was utterly exhausted.

The duration he could sustain the Time Secret was also getting shorter, and now statues were about to pierce his body.

Long Yan gritted his teeth.

Whether he would live or die would all depend on this moment.

Using all his strength, Long Yan stepped on the Death Door.

The surprised cries of Lingxi and Liu Qingyue and the sound of long spears friction in the air reached Long Yan’s ears.

Everything in the world slowed down in his eyes.

Just as the long spear was about to pierce his body, Long Yan slowly closed his eyes.

“To put oneself in a place of death to find a way to survive.”

A voice full of wisdom echoed in the air.

There was no sound of a spear penetrating flesh as he had imagined.

Long Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The statues and the Great Formation around him had disappeared, and he seemed to be suspended in mid-air, surrounded by drifting white mist and clouds.

A figure appeared in his sight.

“Indeed a brave one, choosing the path of putting oneself in death’s way to find life.

The younger generation is to be feared!

To be truly feared!”

This voice spread in the air, leaving echoes upon echoes.

“May I ask who the Senior is?”

Long Yan bowed with fists clasped and asked.

However, he could guess that the figure before him was probably left by the Master of the Great Formation.

“Zhuge Wuhou!”

Hearing this name, Long Yan was stunned; not because he had never heard it, but because the name was too famous.

Zhuge Wuhou was a legendary figure, and whether this cultivator had ever truly existed was a subject of scrutiny, yet he often appeared in the classics.

Resisting the Demon Clan, slaying demon generals with great formations, and even across the world, there were deeds of his saving the people.

In the Immortal World, this name symbolized a legendary existence.

“Junior has been disrespectful.”

Long Yan hastily performed a deep bow.

The person before him was a highly esteemed figure in the Sacred Continent, and for someone who could be considered a hero of the Human Clan, Long Yan held great respect in his heart.

“Let’s dispense with the worldly courtesy.”

“Even though I once had glory, now all I am is but a remnant shadow.”

After speaking, the figure in front sighed deeply.

The world knew Zhuge Wuhou was skilled at setting up extraordinary formations and had profound mystical powers, but only a minority within the Sacred Continent knew that what Zhuge Wuhou was most adept at were the arts of reasoning and prediction.

Such mystical arts have almost become extinct now, and only a few reclusive old monsters hidden deep in the mountains had a slight understanding of them.

“Young man, let me ask you, are you willing to inherit my mantle?”