Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 3131 - 1176: Martial Arts Divine Intent, Wuyou Will Depart

Fourth Ring!

The omnipresent chaotic energy blows like a storm at every moment.

An ordinary martial artist cannot stand here at all.

It is even said that even lifeless gold and iron ore would be corroded completely by the chaotic energy.

Only nine cultivation stones hang in the boundless void, seemingly eternal.

Compared to the cultivation stones of the lower rings, the cultivation stones in the Fourth Ring are far superior in length, width, and thickness. Any one of them has a ten-zhang radius.

The stone membrane that stretches out is like a transparent sky, shielding the outer world, allowing martial artists to quiet down and focus on their cultivation.

But today, the eighth cultivation stone is not so peaceful.

Shouting and roaring filled it, lasting for three full days.

”I refuse to believe I can’t beat you to death!”

An old man with white hair and eyebrows glared angrily, suspended in mid-air like a great sun.

His gang qi surged wildly from his body, with his hands posed in a cross-shape, one forward and one behind.

Then he frantically swung palm after palm downward.

Thousands of palm shadows, splitting and transforming, making defense impossible.

Below him, a young man in white clothes appeared calm, but there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Facing the cross palms attacking from all directions, he didn’t show any sophisticated moves, simply punching out one punch after another.

Most of the cross palms were shattered by him.

Yet some still landed on him.

After all, compared to his ordinary punches, the old man’s cross palms were too intricate, ever-changing, making defense impossible.

However, the cross palms landing on him did not cause severe injury.

Because a layer of blood-colored cloth clothes shrouded him, each time the cross palms struck, the blood-colored cloth clothes would rhythmically tremble, dissipating the terrifying palm force from all angles or transferring it elsewhere nearby.

Clearly, this blood cloth clothes is a special defensive martial arts of force discharge and transfer.

Seeing the young man in white breaking out from the encirclement of palm shadows, the old man was infuriated.

”Again, it’s like this, again it’s like this!”

It seemed he had faced that ordinary punch of the opponent countless times.

No matter what deadly move he deployed, whether aggressive, gentle, or insidious, the opponent always countered with that simple punch.

But this time!

He was determined to severely injure the opponent!

The old man’s anger grew stronger, like a volcano about to erupt, his facial features contorting to the extreme.

In the next moment, his hands suddenly spread apart, and the thousands of cross palm shadows he had released suddenly converged.

A terrifying giant cross palm, enveloped in maximally stimulated True Yang Gang Qi, descended like a blazing sun.

Extreme Yang Cross Palm!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The clash lasted only a moment before the deafening blasts continued to sound incessantly.

After deploying this move, the old man couldn’t help but feel exhausted, landing heavily, struggling to stand on the ground.

Yet his eyes still firmly locked onto the battle group, forced back repeatedly by the explosion of gang qi.

Within, the white-clothed silhouette was continuously pushed back by the Extreme Yang Cross Palm, yet he persisted in throwing punch after punch, seemingly never knowing fatigue.

The old man’s once full of confidence mood, as the echoes within grew louder, sank gradually to the bottom.

In his pupils, when the white-clothed young man’s right hand gathered force backward, then threw a heavy punch forward.

Boom!

The cross True Yang finally shattered.

The young man in white stepped out, his gaze falling on the old man.

Thud!

The old man finally couldn’t endure, collapsing to sit on the ground, his face filled with despair.

He never imagined, being renowned for his deep gang qi and intricate techniques, he would be beaten to the point of exhaustion.

Looking at the white-clothed young man walking towards him, Extreme Yang Martial Sect spoke in a weak, hoarse voice.

”Luo Chen, is your gang qi endless?”

Luo Chen exhaled turbid qi, yet didn’t answer this meaningless question, merely raising his hand to look at his fist.

On it, the blood-colored gang qi flowed like liquid mercury, seeming filled with spirituality.

But it only seemed so.

”Still a bit lacking.”

Luo Chen murmured to himself, glancing at the collapsed old man but did not kill him, instead turning and leaving.

Extreme Yang Martial Sect stopped in his tracks when Luo Chen’s gaze passed over him.

What kind of gaze was that?

He had never seen such a gaze, or rather, no one had ever looked at him in such a way.

It was dissatisfaction, regret, and more of contempt.

Before Luo Chen’s departing figure disappeared from view, Extreme Yang Martial Sect struggled to stand, shouting angrily.

”Luo Chen, what do you mean!”

”Come back!”

”Give me a month, no, half a month. Then we’ll fight again!”

Unfortunately, Luo Chen did not turn back, as if he hadn’t heard, or heard but chose to ignore.

Extreme Yang Martial Sect could no longer provide him any pressure.

Thus, he needed to find the next opponent.

One who can sharpen his gang qi!

...

Forty years after entering the Annihilation Nine Rings, Luo Chen broke into the Fifth Ring.

In just half a year, defeating eighteen late-stage Leakless Realm martial artists.

Then, without stopping, he headed to the Fourth Ring.

In the first year, he forcefully defeated the Ninth Martial Sect Mu Yun and firmly established his foothold.

In the second year, he challenged the Eighth Martial Sect Lin Yuan, defeating him in just three punches.

In the third year, he battled the ranked seventh Martial Arts Grandmaster Ice Emperor for seven days and nights, finally defeating him.