Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 1082 The Battle of the Cave Heavens, the Reappearance of the Desolate Hermit
Inside the Mirage Dragon Cave.

Thirty-six Nascent Soul cultivators were scattered in different places, each controlling a part of the Rotten Chessboard.

Although they appeared scattered, all their power had strangely merged together at this moment.

The strangeness lies in the old figure sitting high on the platform in the very center.

Go master Ke Lianshan!
Using the array as a guide, he drew upon the power of everyone, manipulating the Rotten Chessboard to absorb the spiritual energy from the four continents that had split off from the Central Plains. This included the Western Continent, which had been swept away and sunk into the Yellow Springs Sea years ago; at this moment, a large amount of spiritual energy was spreading from the underwater ruins and being absorbed.

As the immense spiritual energy converged, the landscape of the wasteland instantly changed color, with spiritual energy surging like a tide.

This scene is almost comparable to the ascension of the legendary alchemist Chu Yan.

Inside the cave, there were not only these people, but also a group of Golden Core disciples who had been arranged to cultivate in seclusion.

With the departure date approaching, all the Golden Core disciples gathered around to observe the grand gesture of their sect elders up close.

Among them were many people with family backgrounds in scholarship and broad knowledge, who vaguely guessed what was going on after witnessing this scene.

Especially the Kelian Mountains, which are located right in the middle!

His aura continued to rise, and his immense divine soul pressure spread outwards, attempting to connect with this world.

"Master Ke is trying to take this opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul realm!"

At a glance, someone noticed something amiss.

Before they could even marvel, their attention was drawn to a young man walking slowly on the outskirts of the wasteland.

"Is that Senior Brother Zhou Fuyou?"

"Huh, his cultivation level..."

Some people noticed the fluctuations in magical power that Zhou Fuyou was displaying at that moment, and they were all shocked.

Over the past century, everyone's strength has improved, but very few have been able to condense their Nascent Soul ahead of schedule like Zhou Fuyou.

As the top ten in this Jiazi Grand Competition, the other disciples are actually not weak at all; they are already the pride of this generation of Tianyuan Dao Sect.

Given time, they will surely become the leaders of the younger generation and shoulder the great responsibility of revitalizing the Tianyuan Dao Sect.

However, compared to the exceptionally talented Zhou Fuyou, he still pales in comparison.

Gu Muyu stroked the ring in her hand, which contained some of the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs she had picked in advance. She considered this trip to be a complete success, and she would surely receive a reward from her family after she left.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much free time to cultivate, otherwise he might have been able to achieve Nascent Soul stage ahead of time like Zhou Fuyou.

When Gu Muyu's gaze fell on Zhou Fuyou, there was a hint of envy in her eyes, along with a touch of doubt.

"What is he doing?"

Zhou Fuyou's steps suddenly stopped at a certain place.

This place is the furthest from the Rotten Chessboard, but it's also the place where you can get a complete view of the entire wasteland.

Looking ahead, Zhou Fuyou's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

"By using the power of the spiritual treasure, he gathered the cultivation of the thirty-six immortals into one body, giving Ke Lianshan a power comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator for a short time. Therefore, he could control the Rotten Chessboard to absorb the spiritual energy from the four continents of Zhongzhou."

"Conversely, this immense spiritual energy not only supplies the external divine array but also helps Ke Lianshan advance further, climbing towards the Nascent Soul realm!"

"Moreover, the thirty-six Nascent Soul cultivators present can also gain insights into Ke Lianshan's breakthrough to the Divine Transformation stage, which will greatly benefit their future."

"No wonder that Uncle Li once said that when the grotto-heaven reopens, there will be another opportunity. So that's how it is!"

A cultivator who wants to break through to the Nascent Soul realm must rely on a fifth-order spiritual vein.

However, the fifth-tier spiritual vein is not the key point; the key point is the abundant spiritual energy naturally accumulated within it. With the help of this spiritual energy, a Nascent Soul cultivator can closely connect their soul with heaven and earth, roam the ocean of primordial energy, and achieve the Primordial Spirit during that period. At the same time, after the spiritual energy is consumed, the Nascent Soul cultivator will naturally detach from that state, preventing prolonged close connection and thus avoiding assimilation by heaven and earth.

The "opportunity" that Uncle Li mentioned was actually a lot of inspiration drawn from the Rotten Chessboard.

If one were in the Nascent Soul stage at that time, and calmly comprehend it, one might be able to perceive the true meaning of the laws that belong to oneself.

"But unfortunately, it's no longer needed."

Zhou Fuyou sighed softly and looked up.

A huge vortex appeared in the sky.

It was a portal, a portal to the outside world.

At this moment, Ke Lianshan is connecting with the outside world through that portal, and at the same time, he is sending a large amount of spiritual energy into the Divine Descent Array through that portal.

To stop the divine intervention formation from operating, all that is needed is to interrupt Ke Lianshan's breakthrough.

Everyone present belonged to the same clan, so naturally they wouldn't do something that would hurt their own people and please their enemies, including Zhou Fuyou from before.

but now……

Zhou Fuyou took a deep breath, slightly bent his fingers, and following the understanding deep in his memory, wisps of cyan gas gathered at his fingertips.

Amidst this convergence, Zhou Fuyou's face paled slightly, as if her body was unable to withstand this attack.

But this move will eventually take shape.

Before anyone realized it, the surrounding vegetation turned gray and white, the ground rocks and soil crumbled into sand, and even the distant mountains became loose.

Their vitality has been drained.

No one noticed this, as all the Nascent Soul cultivators were immersed in witnessing Ke Lianshan's breakthrough to the Divine Transformation realm.

Even Gu Muyu, who was paying close attention to Zhou Fuyou's movements, didn't understand what he was doing.

Only one person!
Only the chess master Ke Lianshan, who was in close connection with heaven and earth at this moment, noticed something unusual.

His eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes, subconsciously looking at the chess piece outside the chessboard, at that effeminate young man.

The other person seemed to sense something and smiled slightly at him.

Then point it out with one finger.

The weather on the horizon suddenly changed!
The primordial energy of the cave surged, and from within the thick clouds, a giant finger slowly extended, pointing towards Ke Lianshan from afar amidst the exclamations of the nine Golden Core disciples.

The other party remained unmoved, powerless, and unable to resist, and could only watch helplessly as the finger fell.

Faintly, Ke Lianshan seemed to hear two words.

"Withering and flourishing!"

As the finger fell, Ke Lianshan's pupils widened, and he felt the ever-increasing aura on his body recede like the tide.

The withering aura, turning from green to white, lingered around him, making him appear even older.

If only that were the case, it would be fine.

Ke Lianshan looked up with difficulty at the sky. The vortex of primordial energy that connected with the outside world was trembling violently, and a large amount of spiritual energy could not be transmitted out.

The divination formation was thus interrupted!

His failure to transform into a god is not a big deal, but the failure of the God-Descending Array affects the descent of the True Lord of the Mysterious Realm, and the Tianyuan Dao Sect's plan to avenge itself and rise again.

All of this is thanks to that effeminate man!
"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which shook the wasteland and awakened all the Nascent Soul cultivators.

They felt lost and disillusioned, as if waking from a dream.

Then everyone followed Ke Lianshan's gaze and turned to the young man in the distance.

Around him, nine figures realized what was happening and pounced on the young man.

then!

Before the nine figures could even get close, they crashed to the ground, pinned down by an incomparably powerful Nascent Soul Domain.

There was no pity in the man's eyes. With a thought, the immense pressure instantly exploded.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Blood blossoms bloomed, creating the most poignant and beautiful scenery.

The thirty-six immortals were all furious and their eyes were about to burst!

"Go kill him!"

Ke Lianshan hissed, his voice filled with boundless anger and fear.

Without hesitation, the crowd marched forth like thunderbolts.

Instead of retreating, the young man advanced, his body trembling, and streams of black energy shot into the sky, forming a vast, misty canopy that enveloped everyone.

The Qi Sea floats to the sky, and all things are in full bloom!
A beautiful figure, disregarding the battle on the other side, flew to the high platform, knelt down beside it, and looked worriedly at the swaying Ke Lianshan.

"Senior brother, how are you?"

Ke Lianshan was extremely old at this moment, and the wrinkles on his face were like the bark of an ancient tree, mottled and unsightly.

He struggled to sit up. "Junior Sister Mingyan, I have failed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, and my body is about to decay."

Mingyan covered her mouth, her face pale, completely unable to believe it.

She had previously been closely connected with Ke Lianshan through the Rotten Chessboard, so she could naturally sense the smooth progress of her sect's chess master senior brother in breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Senior Brother Ke possesses such profound knowledge that he easily overcomes every obstacle he might encounter when attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Even the rumored invasion of inner demons was easily suppressed.

But who could have imagined that it would suddenly turn out like this?

Ke Lianshan trembled as he looked at the vortex leading to the outside world, his despair mixed with a glimmer of hope.

Then, this hope grew stronger and stronger, and the despair in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"No, it hasn't failed yet!"

"The True Lord intends to force his way into this realm, but he is still persisting!"

"Although I have no hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, my body is still intact. I must burn a little more to give my last bit of strength to the Tianyuan Dao Sect!"

Muttering to himself, Ke Lianshan forced himself to calm down.

“Mingyan, you are the one with the highest cultivation level and the strongest strength among everyone present, especially since you have also comprehended the true meaning of the law. We must kill Zhou Fuyou and not let him interfere with me anymore.”

Before he finished speaking, as if in a final burst of energy, the other party's aura surged once again.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do?" Mingyan asked in shock.

"The arrival of a True Lord always requires a guiding light. I will burn my own magical power to channel all the spiritual energy of this place into the Divine Descent Array, opening a passage for him!" Ke Lianshan said with a firm expression, pointing a finger at his chest and abdomen.

Mingyan looked terrified; she seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

It’s Nascent Soul!
It was Senior Brother Ke Lianshan's Nascent Soul, which had cultivated for a thousand years and was almost at the foundation of the Great Dao, the one who had just reached the Divine Transformation realm!
My senior brother completely gave up on himself, burning himself out to complete what he had left unfinished.

"Go! Don't let Zhou Fuyou survive!"

Without further hesitation, Mingyan pursed her lips, stood up, bowed deeply to Ke Lianshan, then turned around and stared coldly at the young man in the distance.

"traitor!"

……

"Mayfly, do you know what you're doing?"

"You attacked your sect elders and slaughtered your fellow disciples, have you gone mad?"

Uncle Li was in a state of confusion and could hardly believe what had just happened.

He had a good relationship with Fu Qinglan and they often visited each other.

As for Zhou Fuyou, it was naturally a case of loving the house and its crows.

Zhou Fuyou, in particular, performed exceptionally well in the Jiazi Grand Competition. His talent and aptitude were unprecedented, even surpassing Shi Ju's.

It can be said that Zhou Fuyou is not only a promising junior, but also the hope for the future revival of Tianyuan Dao Sect.

Therefore, he gave Zhou Fuyou many pointers in his daily life, and he gave him even more instructions when they entered the Mirage Dragon Cave.

However, everything that had happened before made him almost think he was in a dream.

Until! "Watch out!"

Jiao Hu, a fellow disciple, reminded him from behind.

A strong wind rushed towards me.

He subconsciously released his defensive magic weapon.

However, the black current swept in, heavier than a thousand pounds, like a battering ram, and slammed hard onto the defensive magic weapon.

Boom!
The magical artifact shattered instantly.

Moreover, the black aura spread out and enveloped it, and the terrifying corrosive power melted its protective aura, even its robes and physical body, into nothingness.

Uncle Li stared blankly as Zhou Fuyou brushed past him.

He murmured, "Why?"

With a flick of its sleeve, Zhou Fuyou swallowed its remaining body into the black sky.

He didn't answer, but just kept charging forward, his expression indifferent to the powerful attacks coming at him from the Nascent Soul cultivators.

Apart from a few exceptions, most of this group of Nascent Soul cultivators were unknown individuals.

But being unknown doesn't mean they are useless.

on the contrary!

These people are the backbone of the various families in the Tianyuan Dao Sect!

Their cultivation levels were neither too high nor too low, and their ages were neither too young nor too old; they were all diligent cultivators in their respective families.

Most importantly, they are native Daoist disciples, and they are extremely loyal to the Tianyuan Daoist Sect!
Therefore, in this "True Lord's Descent" plan, the Tianyuan Dao Sect selected these most loyal individuals.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, they also hoped to bring them some experience and insights through the transformation of Kelian Mountain into a deity.

Given time, once these thirty-six Nascent Soul cultivators leave, their cultivation levels will surely advance by leaps and bounds, making up for the emptiness of Tianyuan Dao Sect after the great calamity in Zhongzhou.

Unfortunately, they will all perish here today.

Zhou Fuyou let out a low shout, and his Qi Sea floated up to envelop all the attacks.

Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, he pointed a finger.

In the black sky, lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt suddenly struck.

Crack!

The figure trembled, and as soon as it became slightly numb, a large amount of black energy swept over it, enveloping it. A scream immediately echoed throughout the surrounding area.

All the Taoist masters paused in their tracks.

After their overwhelming anger, they were horrified by Zhou Fuyou's methods.

How could the Zhou family's magic be so powerful and so unpredictable?

"Don't be afraid!"

Some experienced and prudent individuals stepped forward during the crisis to stabilize morale.

"He's alone, and he's only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, so his magical power must be weak. If we all join forces, we can definitely kill him!"

The group of cultivators felt reassured and first deployed their protective defenses before launching a series of attacks at Zhou Fuyou.

In response to these words, Zhou Fuyou sneered.

Low mana?
They had no idea what they were facing.
Zhou Fuyou slapped his palm onto his dantian and twisted it.

"open!"

As if some shackles had been broken, an overwhelming power poured out.

The terrifying black currents, baring their fangs and claws, spread wildly in all directions.

The Qi Sea Floating Heaven originally covered only a few miles, but at this moment, it expanded to ten miles, a hundred miles, and even a thousand miles.

The vast wilderness, except for the high platform where Kelian Mountain is located, was completely enveloped.

A black river, seemingly from hell, surged forth.

Zhou Fuyou stood on the Netherworld River, with a black sky above her head, coldly looking at everyone without saying a word.

But his hands never stopped moving.

With a casual gesture, turbid waves surged and air currents swept across the sky; he was fighting against everyone at the same time with the strength of one person.

Such arrogant behavior would normally be ridiculed.

However, after that black river appeared, no one had such thoughts anymore.

They had only one thought.

"Zhou Fuyou is only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul realm, how can he possess such formidable magical power, surpassing even ordinary Grandmasters?"

Zhou Fuyou did not answer this question.

Between the two, there is only the most brutal and direct fighting.

While wars in the outside world are ever-changing, the battles within the Mirage Dragon Cave Heaven are prolonged and continuous due to the flow of time.

After Zhou Fuyou broke the seal on the Mingshui Spring and enhanced his own magical power, his magical power could no longer be measured by the standards of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

That was the spring from which a dark abyss was born, which once sheltered the Mingyuan Sect for thousands of years.

Its inner power is as vast as the ocean!
In particular, the inherent source of water complements Zhou Fuyou's body perfectly, allowing for complete control.

Furthermore, the soul that now occupies this body possesses an abundance of combat experience within its memories, making the battle a one-sided affair once it begins.

Zhou Fuyou roamed the battlefield, fighting against many, one against thirty-five.

However, with the blessing of the Qi Sea Floating Heaven spell, which is comparable to a divine power, the battlefield was divided into pieces, which was actually thirty-five one-on-one.

This is how Uncle Li fell from grace.

The same applies to the death of Dao Zong Zhenren later on.

Even as Zhou Fuyou leisurely fought, he still had the energy to express his deepest emotions. His old friend Zhou Yunshen was about to die, yet he was still able to create such a highly promising spell.

The threshold for cultivation is extremely low; even Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can grasp it to a basic level.

It has extremely high growth potential, and various precious materials can be continuously incorporated into it according to the characteristics of the cultivator to enhance the power of this spell.

Especially when Zhou Fuyou advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he refined the power of the tribulation lightning and integrated it into his body.

At that time, Qi Hai Fu Tian finally had the prototype of supernatural powers!
The enemies were defeated one by one.

Life is constantly fading away in the darkness.

until!

"break!"

A sharp, shrill voice suddenly rang out.

A sword light pierced the darkness, tearing apart the sky.

Mingyan was lucky; because she was concerned about Ke Lianshan's actions, she lagged behind the others for a while and did not enter the battlefield marked out by Zhou Fuyou.

But she is also unlucky.

After expending immense magical power to unleash the divine sword technique bestowed upon him by the Dao Sect after the Grand Cave Heaven Competition, he personally faced a devastated battlefield, a terrifying scene of wailing cries everywhere, with only one person standing tall.

Zhou Fuyou coldly raised her head and looked at the woman in the distance.

“Mingyan, a prodigy of the master-disciple lineage, is now the biggest beneficiary of the Dao Sect’s reforms, and is also the most promising candidate to succeed Ke Lianshan as the sect leader.”

Mingyan was startled and met those eyes that were as cold as a deep pool.

"Aren't you Zhou Fuyou?"

Immediately, her beautiful face turned cold.

"I don't care who you are, you must die here today!"

The sword light rose again, and the vital energy stirred.

The sword strike that shattered the Qi Sea and floated the sky earlier has reappeared in the mortal world!

The incomparably sharp sword light pierced through the wasteland and slashed straight down at Zhou Fuyou.

The terrifying sword intent shook the universe, and even the rotten chessboard beneath their feet seemed to tremble.

Clang!
With a single sword strike, the earth cracked open, and distant mountains were cleaved in two.

however!
A figure stepped out leisurely, with only a wisp of clothing fluttering down.

"Unfortunately, it's three inches off."

Zhou Fuyou moved suddenly, taking a step forward before the woman could react.

When he reappeared, he was already beside her.

With a flick of his sleeve!
The woman was sent flying dozens of feet away like a tattered sack, with large amounts of black energy rushing through her seven orifices into her internal organs.

Mingyan struggled to her feet, leaning on her sword with one hand, suppressing the corrosive black aura emanating from her body while staring in horror at Zhou Fuyou's retreating figure.

That sword strike couldn't possibly miss!

Her divine sense completely locked onto Zhou Fuyou.

But that sword strike definitely missed, missing by three inches, only severing a wisp of fluttering clothing.

This scene was unbelievable, yet it left people in a daze.

It seems that this scene also happened deep in my memory.

When is it?

In a daze, Mingyan seemed to have returned to the time of the Grand Competition in the Cave Heaven.

There was once a person who also used a similar method to dodge the fatal blow of the Gu family's powerful Wuwang Treasure Mirror.

He's a recluse!

"Luo Chen, it's you!!!"

An angry voice came from behind.

After Zhou Fuyou's fragmented soul returned, Luo Chen had already taken control of this body.

He strode forward without looking back, his gaze fixed on the vortex of primordial energy that had stabilized once more.

Although he no longer possessed the Crimson Eyes and Golden Pupils, Luo Chen could still sense a large amount of spiritual energy being transmitted from that vortex towards the external Divine Descent Array.

All of this was only achieved by Ke Lianshan, who had exhausted his cultivation and lost a thousand years of experience.

"Chess Saint, why have you gone to such lengths?"

Ke Lianshan's lifeless gaze fell upon Luo Chen, meeting his gaze from afar.

"You can no longer stop me."

As they spoke, beams of light burst forth from the wasteland, completely enveloping the location of Kelian Mountain.

He used the Rotten Chessboard!

With a complete spiritual treasure protecting him, Luo Chen, currently controlling Zhou Fuyou's body, indeed couldn't stop him.

Perhaps if I were here, I could do it!

But Luo Chen is more than that!
His expression gradually turned cold, and he flew towards the vortex, his aura rising uncontrollably.

A destructive aura gradually enveloped the entire Mirage Dragon Cave.

(End of this chapter)