Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Another century of arduous cultivation begins anew.

Third Ring, on a small island.

Fragrant grass surrounds, fallen blossoms flutter.

A small river flows from south to north, passing by.

Luo Chen descends onto the island, flying leisurely, his gaze sweeping over the island’s scenery, his expression somewhat wistful.

This island was once Mu Bugui’s cultivation stone!

Unlike Fang Qingxue who used martial arts divine intent to influence the Outer World, the island’s flowers, grass, and trees were personally planted by Mu Bugui and are real objects!

Though the scenery is unfamiliar, the breath somehow makes Luo Chen feel familiar, reminiscent of the immortal scenes witnessed during cultivation in the Mountain Sea Realm.

This reveals how deeply Mu Bugui reminisced about his hometown.

Finally, Luo Chen’s footsteps stop in front of a cottage.

The roof is thatched with straw, the walls a mixture of bamboo and earth, simple and rustic.

Entering the cottage.

The bookshelf is completely empty, but the desk is piled with books like a small mountain.

Mu Bugui’s belongings had long been taken away.

These books though are copies that Fang Qingxue brought from her family to help Luo Chen deduce the cultivation method for the Fifth Body Refining Realm.

It was Luo Chen who actively requested this, and with Master of Wuyou Realm’s consent, Fang Qingxue did it.

Luo Chen keeps this favor in his heart.

Should he find a way out one day, he will surely take Master of Wuyou Realm, or Fang Qingxue, with him.

Fingers brush over the books exuding the fragrance of ink, Luo Chen feels peaceful.

Though he took over the Nine-layered Immortal Tower from Master of Wuyou Realm, he did not cultivate in the Second Ring like him.

Nor did he let curiosity drive him to visit the First Ring and look at the Gate of Annihilation.

The realm is not the main issue; the cultivation environment’s pressure on him, due to the Primordial Chaos Tripod, is not the key either. He’s merely in a period needing a relatively quiet environment.

The Third Ring is enough!

When he succeeds in cultivation, he will naturally ascend to the Second Ring, and even face the Gate of Annihilation directly!

For now...

Luo Chen’s hands leave the books behind, and he doesn’t head to the Cold Jade Bed left by Mu Bugui.

He leaves the cottage and arrives at the edge of a cliff near the cultivation stone.

Outside is the surging chaotic energy, inside is the peaceful environment like Mu Bugui’s hometown.

Luo Chen sits cross-legged with his eyes closed, his mind highly focused.

The Primordial Chaos Tripod within him stops spinning.

The Qi Blood Furnace, due to his breakthrough, becomes more solid, as if tangible.

While streams of Blood Refining Divine Gang flow through his limbs and bones, exuding a lively aura.

But none of that is important.

In the Forehead Acupoint, a Martial Arts Divine Spirit sits silently.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Luo Chen slowly punches outward.

In the Forehead Acupoint, the Martial Arts Divine Spirit, formed by the condensation of Blood Refining Divine Gang, also punches out.

The combination of the two doubles the power!

Boom!

A terrifying fist shadow crashes into the Chaos Sea, causing ripples to spread.

Simultaneously, a term on the Attribute Panel flickers intensely, as if poised to take shape.

Luo Chen opens his eyes, quietly observing his fist.

This move is the result of two hundred years of switching to martial arts, pondering deeply, exchanging martial arts concepts with others, and challenging many Martial Arts Grandmasters, finally self-created as a Martial Arts Divine Power.

Although it is currently only a prototype, it has indeed been created.

This is just one acupoint’s Martial Arts Divine Spirit collaborating with him to deliver a punch.

If over time, as his realm advances, Martial Arts Divine Spirits are condensed within seven hundred and twenty acupoints, then at that time one punch would be akin to over seven hundred Luo Chen’s simultaneously punching with full force.

Such a killing move would dominate same-rank martial artists!

Even martial artists a realm or two higher than Luo Chen might not be able to withstand it.

Luo Chen eagerly anticipates the might of this move upon reaching finalization.

Gazing at the summoned light curtain of the Attribute Panel, the rapidly flickering term shadow, Luo Chen suddenly says:

”Let’s call it ’Seven Hundred Gods Kill’!”

The murmured words fall, and the light curtain in front ceases to tremble.

Above it, a new term appears.

[Martial Arts Divine Power: Seven Hundred Gods Kill]