Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in silence.

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The central land of the Western Desert.

Surrounded by mountains, resembling a jade dragon coiling.

The grass is all green, a scene full of vitality.

And on that towering mountain, there is a place surrounded by endless Gang Wind, blocking all prying from the outside world.

That place is the Cui Lan Screen!

The perilous place that has protected the Hanging Temple for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, the Cui Lan Screen has blocked all external dangers, never once being broken from the outside.

Even a few years ago, when the Red Sand Ancient Scorpion led a demon army from the Far West in a campaign, they were ultimately stopped by the Cui Lan Screen.

The Red Sand Ancient Scorpion itself was severely injured by a palm across the sky by the Hanging Temple’s master, Arhat Mahakala, retreating back to the Far West in disgrace.

This centuries-long demon chaos was ultimately ended by the personal intervention of the Western Desert Holy Land’s master.

The Tianyuan Daoist Sect, which had been eyeing the Western Desert for a long time, returned with no achievements and completely gave up the idea of taking over the Western Desert.

It is rumored that when the Red Sand Ancient Scorpion was defeated and retreated, it once roared, ”The Golden Roc King misled me!”

Thus, some speculate that if the Red Sand Ancient Scorpion and the Golden Winged Roc had joined forces, they might have had a chance to break the Cui Lan Screen.

But during that battle, the Golden Winged Roc indeed did not appear.

The Cui Lan Screen still kept its reputation as the most perilous place in the world.

Especially when the two other perilous places, Beiji Yemo Sky and the Nether Abyss, were broken one after another, the reputation of the Cui Lan Screen as the most perilous place in the world became even more credible.

Therefore, the saying that the Cui Lan Screen remains unbroken, and the Hanging Temple will forever guard the Western Desert, has become more deeply ingrained in people’s minds.

And at this moment.

The relentless Gang Wind of the Cui Lan Screen suddenly weakened significantly.

Silhouettes emerged from behind the screen, each emanating a rich Buddha Power, a symbol of great strength!

After appearing, they did not leave immediately but were waiting for something.

They did not have to wait long before a deep voice came from behind the Cui Lan Screen.

”A heretic seeks to attain the Arhat Fruit Position in Mosen, I am unable to act; monks, capture him.”

Thirty-six silhouettes chanted the Buddha’s name in unison, accepting the order with a mighty roar.

The next moment, someone behind the screen displayed a shocking divine power, manipulating the winds and clouds, forming a Rainbow Bridge that enveloped the monks.

”Go now!”

”Remember, bring back the Glazed Pure Land!”

With a great push, the thirty-six monks entered the Rainbow Bridge, flying southward at an unimaginable speed.

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Woosh woosh!

The windstorm was harsh, ice and snow covered the ground.

A silhouette sat cross-legged within, as motionless as a boulder.

But upon closer inspection, a strange trembling could be seen on the body beneath the snow cover.

The skin was bluish-black, the body covered in blisters, and a continuous ”chirping” sound came from the mouth.

Suddenly!

This wretched physical body began to shatter and crack.

It was like a lotus flower blooming, the entire body splitting into petal-like sections of blood-red flowers.

During this process, a vast amount of Heaven and Earth Qi surged from the outside world into the body, maintaining its half-shattered state.

”It somewhat resembles my own physical nirvana back then?”

Luo Chen mused, simultaneously transforming the vast Spirit Qi surging in from the outside world into Qi Power.

This Spirit Qi was not only enormous in quantity but also extremely pure, almost devoid of any impurities.

He only needed a few circulations to imprint his mark on it, making it his Qi Power.

The weakened Nascent Soul in the Purple Mansion was devouring the newly converted Qi Power in great gulps, steadily climbing in state day by day.

From initial astonishment to later familiarity, Luo Chen already understood the source of this pure Spirit Qi.

It was the gift of Master Xuan Du!

The other party was in the stage of advancing to the Divinity Transformation Realm, with the Primordial Spirit entering the Primordial Energy Ocean, able to mobilize a vast amount of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

Sharing a bit with Luo Chen was not difficult at all.

Whether or not this would affect the other’s breakthrough was beyond Luo Chen’s knowledge.

”The time is ripe, it is time to cultivate that divine power!”

Luo Chen glanced at the panel.

The proficiency level of ”Three Heads and Six Arms” had, over these countless months of effort, advanced to the [Proficient] level, just a step away from mastery.

Such progress, even Master Xuan Du himself could not have anticipated.

But in truth, it was merely a case of ”accumulating over time and bursting forth.”

Luo Chen’s foundation of his physical body was exceedingly strong, even without cultivating this divine power, he was still one of the top Body Refiners in the world.

Especially since he possessed the talent of Blood and Flesh Rebirth, continuously pushing forward the evolution of the ”Three Heads and Six Arms” divine power through the constant process of bodily fragmentation and reassembly.

After all, this divine power primarily focused on the Path of Change.

And when it came to change, whether it was the Class Demon Change or the Giant Spirit Change, Luo Chen had cultivated them to a masterful level.

Thus, transitioning to cultivating ”Three Heads and Six Arms” was merely a natural progression.

Next, he would take the final step!

”Ha...”

A low shout resounded as Luo Chen circulated all the Origin Force in his body, causing his physical body to start swelling.

As his body expanded, those pustules and cracks likewise grew larger.

Especially around his arms, four gigantic lumps emerged, with two slightly smaller lumps appearing on either side of his neck.

”Come out!”

With a thought, Luo Chen directed a surge of Source Blood towards the six lumps.

But as if there was some restriction, the lumps only swelled without bursting open.

”Is it still lacking?”

Luo Chen steadied himself, rethinking his approach and began organizing the myriad forces within him.

He moved all the Origin Force to the small lump on his left shoulder.

”Break!”

With a deep shout, the small lump suddenly burst open, and then grew at an unimaginable speed into a face identical to Luo Chen’s, only less fair and instead unusually flushed.

The red head emerged!

Still unsatisfied, Luo Chen started mobilizing the Mixed Poison Power, Pure Evil Qi, and Pill Qi, along with the Demonic Qi that had unknowingly formed, to attack another lump.

This time, the assault met with some difficulty and obstruction.

The breakthrough process was exceedingly prolonged.

It felt as if a long time had passed though it was but a breath’s interval.

Accompanied by Luo Chen’s repressed, beast-like low growl of injury.

”Break!”

Puff!

The lump on the right side also burst open.

Facial features began to transform, and flesh and blood began to reorganize.

In the blink of an eye, another head appeared.

This time, however, it did not bear the same appearance.

A face of green-black, with sharp fangs, so ugly it was shocking to behold.

It was precisely the Asura Yaksha form posed before!

Having completed all this, Luo Chen couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

The white face, red head, Yaksha form.

These were his three heads!

Each head represented the powers he mastered.

Qi Power, Origin Force, and various combined forces.

The next steps were going to be relatively easier now.

Luo Chen pressed his lips together, his main Divine Soul trembled, and immediately split into six parts, inhabiting the red head and Yaksha form.

Three heads, three identical thoughts, activating simultaneously.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

From the arms, in all directions, robust limbs grew out.

Four arms emerged from the flesh.

Six eyes rotated in unison, constantly scanning the body, seemingly finding something amiss.

With a thought, the physical body began to expand, adjusting the body bit by bit.

Several days later.

In the icy Eight Cold Minor Hell, a three-headed six-armed figure sat cross-legged upon the snowy ground.

The solid ice reflected the eeriness of that figure.

It was entirely different from the three-headed six-armed form crafted by a standard Buddhist Vajra!

A typical three-headed six-armed form presents two extra arms at the waist and abdomen on the same plane.

However, Luo Chen’s three-headed six-armed form appeared as a three-faced unified state.

The three heads faced different directions.

Each of the six hands belonged to a separate side.

If viewed from only one side, it looked almost no different from a normal person.

But if someone observed from afar, it was as if three people were fused back-to-back.

To describe it, only four words suffice.

Terrifying to behold!

”So, this is the appearance of the initial success of Divine Power?”

Three voices issued simultaneously from three mouths, with a faint thunderous echo.

Luo Chen slowly stood up from the icy surface, feeling indescribably wonderful, with a sense of comfort coursing through his whole body.

Only in the chest and abdomen did a slight oppressive air linger.

Unable to resist, he opened all three mouths simultaneously and let out a long roar.

The majestic roar spread far and wide, causing icebergs to collapse, revealing the true form of a towering white tower.

The solid ice melted, releasing rolling Spirit Qi in all directions.

Freedom, exhilaration, brimming with power!