Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 315: 159: Big River Ghost City, The Fall Of Many Repairs (massive update, request for subscription! )_1

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Definitely no payback required.

Luo Chen joked just like that to alleviate the tension between them.

He could distinctly feel that Wang Yuan, who was customarily calm and collected, displayed a hint of unease after hearing about the battle among the Five Great Golden Cores in The Great River District.

Wang Yuan always presented himself as unrushed and composed.

But the consecutive battles at the Golden Core level in The Great River District put great pressure on him.

Pressure that is unbearable for someone at the Second Realm of Body Refinement.

A bottle of Spirit Pill is not a lot but it could provide significant help to Wang Yuan.

He himself is quite wealthy and can calmly cultivate to the Finalization of Qi Refinement.

Now with the addition of this bottle of Spirit Pill, he might be able to accelerate his speed.

Luo Chen still has four bottles left. Although he doesn’t possess the robust physique of Wang Yuan to directly absorb the Spirit Pill,

With the Simplicity Hand Pill Technique, he can also absorb it through decomposition.

The two chatted for a while, making various speculations and contingency plans about the battle in The Great River District.

But all of these were merely armchair strategies.

That was a battle that was beyond their capabilities.

Hence, they could only wait for the outcome.

The Crescent Valley, where Luo Chen’s Luo Tian Creed was based, had already set up the top grade array given by Miao Wen to a semi-excited state.

Once there are invading enemies, it can be directly stimulated to reach the peak level.

Even if a Foundation Establishment Cultivator invades, it can resist for a while.

Midnight!

Wang Yuan sought Luo Chen out.

“No way, we can’t just wait. If the result over there comes out and it’s not in our favor, we’re just sitting ducks here!”

Luo Chen’s eyes flashed, and he finally nodded in agreement.

“Your plan?”

“I want to go and observe from a nearby distance. If anything goes wrong, we can decide whether to run or defend earlier.”

“Then… let’s go together!”

Wang Yuan flatly refused, “You’d better not to go.”

“Don’t underestimate me. I may not be good at fighting, but I’m good at running away.”

Luo Chen said, smiling as he began to move.

The speed he showed in an instant surprised even Wang Yuan.

After all, this was the speed that even impressed Miao Wen and Luo Tianhong.

Under the night sky.

In a chaotic cemetery, two figures arrived with the wind.

Feeling the creepy ghost qi, Luo Chen shivered.

“Couldn’t you pick another spot to watch the battle? Why did you have to come to this chaotic graveyard?”

Chaotic Graveyard!

The final resting place of countless rogue cultivators who met grim ends in The Great River District.

In the beginning, it was a place where friends and family buried cultivators who had passed.

As time went on, those who had incomplete remains when they fell were also dumped here by people.

In particular, the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion’s Enforcement Team often tossed the bodies of cultivators produced from the Dao Debate Platform here.

It was both a means of processing and intimidation.

This place is considered one of the “winning grounds” of The Great River District.

The winning ground of the Calamity Cultivators!

In the “advice” that Zhenlong Black Market gave to Luo Chen, the Chaotic Graveyard is one of the places most prone to robbery.

Killing people here doesn’t even require the waste of Fireball Technique to scatter their ashes.

Standing there, Luo Chen could feel the chilling breath deep in his bones.

His Spirit Vision swept across the area, and he could faintly see many illusory shadows.

Ghost spirits?

Moreover, from these ghost spirits, Luo Chen could even sense their increasingly robust vitality.

Supposedly, ghost spirits who have died are dominated by death intent.

But this peculiar vitality appeared like a temporary endowment.

“I guess, it’s the changes brought about by the emergence of those three Ghost Kings.”

Luo Chen thought so.

Next to him, Wang Yuan was staring at the Inner City area.

In his eyes was the ongoing golden light and dark clouds in the night sky.

But he said, “The yin souls and ghost spirits here are not a big deal, especially since I am a body cultivator with an abundant life force.”

“On the contrary, by leveraging the changes of yin souls and ghost spirits here,

I can use this to judge the state of the three Ghost Kings.”

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“Wherever a Ghost King is, it becomes a Ghost Realm. The ghost cultivators within it, although controlled by the Ghost King, can also be nourished, enhancing their own bodies.”

“That’s why the third-order ghost cultivators are known as Ghost Kings.”

A Ghost King rules a Ghost Realm, governing the ghost cultivators within, and stands as a king among ghosts.

Understanding this principle, Luo Chen then understood why Wang Yuan came here.

Watching the battle is nothing, he can’t see it clearly from this distance anyway,

But by using the changes in the Chaotic Graveyard to indirectly understand the changes in the battle situation, this seems like a good plan.

Luo Chen praised it and walked over to Wang Yuan, looking towards the Inner City of The Great River District.

His grand mastery of the Spirit Vision Technique allowed him to see farther and clearer than Wang Yuan.

With the moonshine, even from this far off, he could vaguely see some hazy scenes.

“No wonder he is considered the first in combat power among those of the same order of sword cultivators!”

“Despite being besieged by four of the same order, he managed to hold out this long.”

Luo Chen exclaimed.

Wang Yuan also nodded, “It seems he also has a geographical advantage of fighting at home.”

Luo Feng Mountain is a place that the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion has operated for a long time.

They are more familiar with the spirit veins, buildings, and arrays inside than anyone else.

Plus the help from two sect Foundation Establishment cultivators, Pang Renxiong is by no means helpless.

“Only…”

Luo Chen thought of Tian Xingzi and his people that he saw on the way back.

Since they dare to besiege Pang Renxiong, chances are they must have taken all these factors into consideration.

Yu Ding Sword Cultivator, still in a precarious situation!

All of a sudden, Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed.

In The Great River District, a sword qi as dazzling as a dragon, burst forth.

Layers of sword qi stack upon each other, echoing throughout a thousand miles!

The entire night sky is torn apart by this one sword.