Longevity begins with alchemy master

A demonic spirit comparable to the True Monarch of Refining Emptiness!
Luo Chen had considered that there might be extremely powerful beings in the Central Demon Abyss, perhaps even surpassing the Nascent Soul stage.

But when he actually saw it in person, he still found it somewhat unbelievable.

The Demon Suppression Trial is held once every thousand years.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, the nine great sects have frequently dispatched Nascent Soul stage experts to this place, and each trial would involve a thorough extermination.

It's a thorough cleansing, from the outside in, like a sieve.

In other words, this batch of demonic spirits was formed naturally within the last thousand years.

Even after a thousand years, the human race, known for its exceptional comprehension and rapid cultivation speed, may not necessarily be able to reach the Void Refinement stage.

Why would such a level of existence appear in this place?

Luo Chen had heard of and seen demonic spirits before, and had also observed them carefully.

This thing is not a pure flesh and blood creature, but rather a large amount of demonic energy condensed together, and its so-called intelligence is extremely low.

Most of the time they don't wander around; they basically stay within various demon lairs.

In terms of combat ability, it's utterly insignificant.

That's why he was able to easily kill those fifth-tier demon spirits despite being of a higher level.

As for why other Nascent Soul cultivators cannot achieve this level, it is mainly due to the limitations of the environment here, which greatly suppresses the strength of Nascent Soul cultivators.

A thousand years have passed, and a Void Refinement level demon spirit has emerged from the Dark Demon Cave. Is there something wrong with the Dark Demon Cave, or has some strange change occurred in the Xuan Realm?

Luo Chen was puzzled, and perhaps other powerful figures in the Xuan Realm were also unaware of the reason.

He simply watched the flying demon spirit fly away, and felt a sense of relief.

Such powerful beings are likely few and far between, even within the Abyss of Demons.

Now that one of the creatures has mysteriously departed, it is actually a good thing for him to infiltrate the Demon Abyss and find a place to cultivate.

However, those human cultivators outside are probably going to be in big trouble.

Luo Chen maintained his previous state of concealment, took a step forward, and directly disappeared into the mist-shrouded Demon Abyss.

……

After several days, the originally dark lake surface has turned emerald green.

The calm water reflects the dim sky; though the sun and moon are not visible, the shimmering waves possess a unique charm.

Suddenly!
A frenzy swept through, washing away everything in its path.

A colossal creature leaped across the lake, leaving behind towering waves as it did not stop.

The location at the bottom of the lake.

"puff!"

Master Youhuang, who had just found a water cave to begin his cultivation, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was completely unexpected.

The array she had previously set up using the compass bestowed upon her by the sect elders had been broken.

Moreover, it was destroyed directly in the most ruthless and violent way.

With their minds connected, she had no time to prepare and was immediately dealt a severe blow.

What is it?

Master Youhuang sat on the futon, his body swaying precariously, his face deathly pale.

The huge commotion outside couldn't have been felt by only her.

Five figures emerged from their respective underwater caves and converged at the Water Curtain Cave where Master Youhuang resided.

Amidst their worries, everyone turned to Dean He.

The Seven True Ones of Su Ling are led by him, and he is also the one who gives orders for this trial.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Dean He said in a deep voice, "Don't panic. If it were an enemy attacking, they would have already stormed in. They wouldn't have given us enough time to react. What happened just now was more like some powerful being passing by."

"Passing by?" Yao Xi Zhenren asked incredulously. "What kind of being could cause such a commotion just by passing by?"

Dean He pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps this was done intentionally by the other party to highlight their presence?"

To demonstrate existence?

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances.

In such an environment, which cultivator wouldn't want to hide themselves properly?
Such a grand display is simply courting disaster.

Or perhaps that guy wasn't a cultivator, but a demon spirit?

Even a fifth-order demon spirit shouldn't make such a commotion while flying away, right?

Master Youhuang struggled to his feet. “No matter what, we still need to set up another concealment formation, otherwise no one can cultivate in peace.”

Yao Xi looked at her with concern, "How are you?"

Master Youhuang rubbed his temples. "His body is fine, but his soul is somewhat damaged. He will need to recuperate properly after the formation is set up. But because of this delay, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to seize this opportunity."

Yao Xi sighed, "Let me help!"

The others weren't just watching either. While they weren't experts in formations, they had some knowledge of them. With Youhuang as the main force and them as assistants, they should be able to set up a decent concealment formation.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the crowd.

"Uncle-Master, here, this might be of some help."

Master Youhuang looked at the pill Jiang Huang handed him with a puzzled expression. "Junior nephew?"

Before she could react, Dean He had already abruptly taken the pill, his eyes gleaming.

"This is... such a rich fragrance of elixir, a pill for nourishing the soul? It's at the fourth rank, where did you come from?"

Jiang Huang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not reveal Luo Chen's name.

They simply made up the excuse that they had spent a lot of money to buy it at the market, and that's how they got away with it.

The others didn't seem to care much about getting to the bottom of it. After a brief examination, Dean He happily handed it over to Master Youhuang.

With this elixir, perhaps the damaged soul of True Person Youhuang can be restored in the short term.

Only Master Yaoxi frowned slightly as she looked at her disciple's profile.

From the time she escaped to the time she participated in the Demon Suppression Trial, Jiang Huang had been with her day and night for the past twenty years. How could she have had time to go to the market to buy pills?
Moreover, it is a fourth-order soul-type pill that even Senior Brother He praised highly!

Jiang Huang only has one person she can contact in this regard!
"Is it Xuanluo?"

……

Not far from the big lake.

A figure silently flew close to the ground, his eyes flashing with conflicted and hesitant emotions.

"I wonder how they are doing."

"I'll just take a look. If they're all dead, I won't have to worry about being held accountable when I return to the sect."

"If I were still alive...I..."

Master Hongzhan was deeply conflicted.

He abandoned his fellow disciples and fled at lightning speed, driven by his survival instinct.

But when he thought of what Sect Master Tai Su Lingjun had said before he set off, he couldn't eat or sleep properly.

Without the help of his fellow disciples, his chances of surviving in the Dark Demon Cave on his own are slim to none.

But if they survive, their fate after they get out won't be much better.

For a moment, he was filled with conflicting emotions.

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, a huge black shadow suddenly flew across the sky.

Master Hongzhan subconsciously raised his head and saw a demonic aura piercing through him.

laugh!
There was no time to react.

In a single instant, it vanished silently. It didn't even have time for its nascent soul to escape.

The enormous bird in the sky did not stop, as if it had only crushed an ant.

And such actions continued to occur frequently thereafter.

As the flying demon spirit left the Central Demon Abyss, wherever it went, any cultivators exposed to the elements were instantly killed.

It acts like a territorial patrol, and anyone who dares to invade the Dark Cavern will meet the same fate.

dead!
And its goal is very clear!
Those beings, as striking as the bright moon—the great Daoist masters!
In a basin that resembles ruins.

Dozens of figures bustled in and out.

An elderly man with an air of otherworldly wisdom resides within a magical chariot released from the center of the basin, rapidly recovering his magical power.

In the previous battle, although he relied on dozens of Nascent Soul disciples to fight against the three Divine Transformation Demon Spirits and kill them one by one, he himself also suffered considerable injuries.

Later, they even had to spend a lot of effort to dismantle the demon's lair.

That's why we had to stop and recover for a while.

But thinking of the countless demonic spirits in the Demon Cave, even he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Although clearing out demon lairs was a tough job within the sect before, there were still some benefits. How did it become so dangerous now?"

Just as he was muttering to himself, a thought suddenly struck him.

A strange feeling welled up in my heart.

That was a sudden impulse triggered by the tremor of the primordial spirit.

Without a second thought, he flew off the platform and roared.

"Enemy attack! All disciples, follow me to meet the enemy!"

With a roar, he drew a circle with one hand, and a bronze mirror emitting a milky white light appeared before him.

As he held up the mirror, a powerful, milky-white light shot out into the distance.

"Behold my Mirror of Righteousness!"

The sacred and pure power draws upon the primordial energy of heaven and earth, forming a mighty force that seeks to purify all evil in the world.

However, the gloomy sky brought with it the scent of death.

A massive figure faced the milky-white light head-on, neither dodging nor avoiding it, breaking through the barriers and descending into the basin.

boom!
The energy dispersed in all directions, and the aftershocks reverberated for tens of thousands of miles.

The hastily assembled Daoist Nascent Soul cultivators were almost powerless to resist and were crushed into dust by the powerful aftershocks.

The powerful Daoist master, his eyes blazing with fury, blurted out the words.

"Refining Void Demon Spirit!"

……

Inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

Two figures sat facing each other.

A chessboard, located in the middle.

"Junior Sister Zhuque, your chess skills are getting worse and worse!"

An old man dressed in black robes with a jade belt around his waist looked with a smile at the valiant woman who was hastily making her move.

The other person was dressed in a red shirt, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards to his temples, a high and straight nose, and bright, piercing eyes, giving him an air of heroic spirit at first glance.

She snorted, "I've never been interested in the way of Go. And you're good at defending. Apart from the Grand Master, only that old guy Qinglong can outlast you in a game. I'm not playing anymore."

Xuanwu Zhenjun smiled slightly, "How can we give up halfway? Anyway, the trial is not over yet, so let's pass the time and finish this game together!"

Zhuque Zhenjun frowned, "Then you'd better make your moves faster. If you keep dawdling like this, I'll flip this chessboard over."

"Hehe." Xuanwu Zhenjun stroked his beard, about to say something, when his gaze fell outside.

Vermilion Bird True Lord also looked over and asked directly, "What is it?"

Outside the tower, a figure stood respectfully.

"Reporting to the two True Lords, an elder from the Dao Sect has inquired about the progress of the trial."

The Vermilion Bird True Lord said impatiently, "What's the rush? It's only been a year."

Xiu Teng stood bowing before the gate of the Demon Suppression Tower, his expression extremely respectful.

"The Dao Sect elder said that many of the soul tablets in his hands have become dull, which may indicate that the trial is not going smoothly. Other sects have also reported similar issues. That's why they asked me to come and inquire about it."

The Vermilion Bird True Lord remained unconcerned. "A bunch of good-for-nothing juniors, so what if they die? Besides, every Demon Suppression Trial kills dozens or even hundreds of people. What's the rush? Go back. Once the overflowing demonic energy disappears, it means the Demon Suppression mission is almost complete. At that time, I will release them."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will pass on the message to the others. I will take my leave now."

After Xiu Teng left, Zhuque Zhenjun twitched the corner of his mouth.

"So the demons, who are known for their extreme joy and sorrow, can be this docile!"

Opposite her, Xuanwu Zhenjun held a chess piece, pondering as he said, "These are merely demons left behind in the Xuan Realm. Over the past ten thousand years, they have long since become distinct from the native demons of the Demon Realm. Moreover, the Fudi lineage's former reliance perished in that great war. If they are not more docile, how can they survive?"

When that person was mentioned, the Vermilion Bird True Lord, who had previously been somewhat disdainful, showed a slight change in expression.

Xuanwu Zhenjun raised his head. "Speaking of which, you and he joined forces in that battle, didn't you?"

The Vermilion Bird True Lord nodded silently.

Xuanwu Zhenjun knew some of the inside information and could understand his fellow disciples' reactions.

That person was exceptionally talented and was once hailed as the strongest Void Refinement Stage cultivator in history!

If one day he can break through to the Integration Realm, he will surely become the most outstanding being in the Xuan Realm.

Such beings would be one thing if they were human, but they happen to be demons.

The Netherworld Continent will not tolerate him!

The overlord of this continent gave a secret signal, and the Heavenly Origin Grandmaster followed suit, planning a battle and eliminating another potential threat in the process.

However, in a battle between people of the same level, it is easy to determine the winner, but extremely difficult to determine life or death.

Even with the assistance of the Vermilion Bird True Lord, who was also skilled in fire-based laws, he could only knock Qixia Yuanjun down to the mortal realm.

Fifteen hundred years later, the other party not only underwent a nirvana rebirth and returned to the Xuan Realm, but also successfully broke through the Integration Stage through the enlightenment gained from life and death, surpassing them.

On the contrary, that one unfortunately perished in the small world.

Thinking of this, Xuanwu Zhenjun sighed, but also had some doubts.

"Is he really dead?"

"When you die, won't your grave remain in the realm of mountains and seas?"

"But the Great Venerable doesn't allow disciples from lower sects to explore the Land of Fallen Demons. We've only heard about it from others. Besides, even if Qixia is strong, it's not certain she can kill him, is it?"

"Why don't you ask the Great One about this?"

"You know perfectly well that the Great Venerable One is currently capricious and unpredictable, so how could I, as his elder brother, dare to ask?"

"Then why are you asking me?"

"It was just to pass the time, why did you get angry while we were chatting?"

"I'm not going to stop, I'm not going to stop. You're clearly not even as old as Qinglong, but you talk more than him."

Zhuque Zhenjun reached out his hand, about to sweep across the chessboard.

Fortunately, Xuanwu Zhenjun knew his junior sister's temperament and had already reached out to stop her.

Just as he was about to say something with a smile, a burst of golden light suddenly shone from inside the tower.

The two exchanged glances, both realizing what was happening.

"Something's happened in the Demon Cave! A Nascent Soul cultivator is calling for help!"

Vermilion Bird True Monarch's expression flashed with sternness. "Open the barrier, I'm going in!" (End of Chapter)