Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2121 - 2121 2111 The Comedy Arrives

2121: Chapter 2111: The Comedy Arrives 2121: Chapter 2111: The Comedy Arrives This dramatic entrance was none other than Chu Bei’s work, as he now stood before Long Yan, exuding such charm that Long Yan felt the urge to thrash him.

“Brother Long, I’m here to help you.”

As though fearing Long Yan hadn’t heard him, he repeated himself, expecting Long Yan to be touched by his gesture.

However, using his True Qi to sense the surroundings, Long Yan wondered about the four menacing figures behind him.

These four were emanating a powerful Demonic Qi, clearly geniuses controlled by Ye Fu.

Currently, Long Yan was evenly matched with Ye Fu, but the arrival of these four men brought by Chu Bei gave Long Yan a headache.

With an awkward smile, Chu Bei scratched his head, shedding his previous dashing demeanor, appearing rather foolish.

“So, Chu Brother, could you explain who those four with wolf-like gazes behind are?

Did you invite them to assist me?”

Ye Fu was particularly gleeful at the moment, thinking that with these four as cannon fodder, he might just be able to turn the tables on Long Yan and retrieve the Qilin Blood Demon Gun.

Imagining the triumphant reception from the Demon Clan upon his return made Ye Fu’s blood boil.

“Hold them off for a while.”

Casually dropping this line, Long Yan charged at Ye Fu, prioritizing dealing with Ye Fu over confronting the four men.

Chu Bei wanted to add something, but Long Yan was too fast, already flying past him, his Demon Spear harshly smashing against the Ghoul-head Saber.

In an instant, the previously menacing group behind also sprang into action.

Amidst various colored True Qis dancing in the sky, Chu Bei helplessly conjured a dark light to block all incoming attacks.

“Ha ha ha, Humans, is your companion here to jest?”

As the two’s weapons collided, Ye Fu spoke mockingly.

If it weren’t for the four men drawn by Chu Bei, today he might have been forced to flee.

But now, these four had reset the battlefield back to square one.

Long Yan’s face turned green; Chu Bei’s maneuver was seriously disconcerting.

Meanwhile, Chu Bei, who was grappling with the four, sneezed, looking towards Long Yan and Ye Fu’s battle.

His eyes unable to catch their figures, only seeing the shadows continuously colliding in the air, the sparks from their clashes unsettling his mind.

“Sky Devil Soul Devour.”

Ye Fu’s attack was akin to a mental attack, but now, with the enhancement from the Heart of White Tiger, Long Yan was altogether unfazed by such assaults.

Spotting several wronged souls floating behind Ye Fu, Long Yan’s golden pupils flashed, a White Tiger pouncing towards Ye Fu.

In an instant, all wronged souls behind him were torn to shreds with a single swift motion of the White Tiger.

Nonchalantly, Long Yan conjured a Black and White Light, the Tai Chi Formation appearing beneath Ye Fu’s feet.

A sky-high beam emerged from Ye Fu’s light, and before Ye Fu could react, he was devoured by the black and white light.

The light subsided, and Ye Fu’s body was covered in charred marks, his clan’s strong regenerative abilities surprisingly unable to repair his damaged body immediately.

Fear flickered through Ye Fu’s eyes; what kind of monster was this, wielding Tai Chi?

The thought of being evenly matched with Long Yan vanished; sticking it out would likely mean his downfall.

Ignoring Ye Fu’s fear, Long Yan’s red hair fluttered in the air, his Long Spear summoning an imposing White Dragon; with a wave of his hand, the White Dragon seemed to come alive.

“With a move of the Long Spear, the White Dragon cries!”

Ye Fu gritted his teeth; retreating now would make him a bane of the Demon Clan in the future, recalling the great plans for his clan, he fiercely grit his teeth.

“Sky Devil Chaos Dance.”

Behind Ye Fu emerged a host of mournful cries, now his appearance was akin to one emerging from hell, the surrounding air seemingly infected by the cries.

Even Chu Bei felt a surge of fear, his movements slowing, his arm slashed by a Long Sword.

“Useless!”

In speechless terror, Long Yan was like a god, the golden light in his eyes growing more intense, when suddenly his body took a heavy blow.

Had his True Qi run out?

The Qilin Blood Demon Gun had been burning Long Yan’s True Qi.

After only a short fight, his True Qi had been depleted, so he needed to speed things up.

“Five Elements Mystery!”

“Gold Light Array!”

Long Yan employed the long-unused Five Elements Mystery, turning the faint essence into a dense golden ocean that enveloped him.

“Vermilion Bird Secret!”

The space around Ye Fu was compressed for a brief moment, rendering him immobile.

The space surrounding him was locked by Long Yan, who had it calibrated so any movement would be crushed instantly by the force of the surrounding space.

“What?”

Ye Fu swung up his Ghoul-head Saber to block a long spear that appeared from the void, its tip flaming with crimson fire.

Such was the power of the Vermilion Bird Mystery; this small pocket of space was entirely under Long Yan’s control, allowing him to strike anywhere he wished.

“Are you ready!?”

Changing his grip to both hands on the spear, Long Yan opened numerous spatial doors around Ye Fu.

His spear flourished, casting rays of blood-red welcome, with the phantom-like spear appearing at every tricky position around Ye Fu’s body.

In the air, Long Yan’s figure became a blur.

Within a breath, he appeared behind Ye Fu, fiercely thrusting his long spear forward.

In an active defense, Ye Fu changed his form involuntarily as the burning tip of the spear inflicted wounds, returning him to his initial smoky form, with eyes flashing the light of murderous intent.

“Kid, how about we end this matter here today?”

Indeed, Ye Fu was scared.

His long cultivation journey had granted him strength and an intense fear of death—he couldn’t die here, to hell with the Demon Clan’s grand schemes.

Long Yan didn’t respond.

He already had a bit of a method to counter Ye Fu’s move, which was like changing his physical form—a body as thin as paper could only be immune to physical attacks, but True Qi could still injure him!

“Time Principle.”

Long Yan pointed his left hand at Ye Fu, while the Azure Dragon danced behind him.

Seeing this move, Ye Fu completely panicked and desperately tried to tear through space to escape.

However, all the space around him had been locked by Long Yan, and despite his best efforts, he was unable to make even the slightest mark on the surrounding space, leaving him to merely watch as the Azure Dragon flew towards him.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the air, and a strong suction, too powerful for even Ye Fu’s paper-thin body to escape, pulled him in.

A massive vortex continuously devoured his body.

Even a Demon Emperor-level Strong One couldn’t resist the Time Turbulence; fear was writ large in Ye Fu’s eyes.

“Kid, the Demon Clan won’t let you off!!”

After declaring this, his body completely vanished into thin air.