Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Luo Chen remained silent; the other party spoke the truth.

Seeing Luo Chen appear to be moved, the light sphere added fuel to the fire, saying, ”In observing your cultivation technique, I also see the style of my Demon Race. Though I do not know which clan you inherit, my Bone Demon clan can be considered a major clan in the Demon Realm. If both you and I can escape this disaster, I can promise to guide you into the Demon Realm in the future.”

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, surprised that the ”God Demon Formless” he devised based on the ”Demon Face Technique” could be traced back, even though the Blood Refining Divine Gang contained no trace of Demonic Qi.

The light sphere spoke lastly, ”I won’t hide from you, friend. Although I am a consciousness split from the corpse, the connection has not been completely severed. If you kill me today, the main body will also know, and I guess you don’t want to offend an Annihilation King, do you?”

The moment his words fell.

Luo Chen’s expression suddenly changed, and he conjured something out of thin air with his right hand.

Five dragons bit down simultaneously, and the milky white light sphere shattered instantly, like a dream bubble shadow, vanishing entirely.

A strand of black gas, wrapped around an exquisite rib, tried to escape.

However, where could it escape?

In the Holy Hall, thunder roared, and the black gas suddenly paused as if struck by lightning. The five dragons charged simultaneously, tearing the black gas to pieces.

Luo Chen gestured with his hand, and the rib, which seemed as radiant as jade, slowly floated into his palm.

Standing aside, Yuan Qingzang appeared frightened and speechless.

...

The cycle of eras, all things returning to the void.

The closer it gets to the great annihilation era, the more frequent are the anomalies in the Returning Ruins.

There may be mountain collapses or abyss torrents.

Sky winds are unending, thunder claps constantly.

Especially terrifying are the space cracks, appearing frequently in unstable areas.

In the depths of the Returning Ruins, within perilous zones littered with space cracks, lies a silent ”Space Gap.”

Space cracks and space gaps appear to have only one letter difference, yet are entirely distinct entities.

The former arises from space ruptures, constantly in states of collapse and recombination, where ordinary people cannot survive.

The space gap, however, is formed by two different spaces interacting, creating an existence akin to a ”layer.”

As long as the spaces forming the gap do not destroy, this space gap will continue to exist, highly stable and concealed.

And the space gap in the Returning Ruins is such an existence.

It has existed for tens of thousands of years, enduring several Destruction Mists without perishing.

Furthermore, an extraordinary warrior found themselves stranded in the Returning Ruins, discovered this place, and built a dojo within to live out their life.

Its name is the Ancient God Dojo!

Thousands of years have seen countless martial artists explore this place.

They attempt to uncover the reasons for the Ancient God Dojo’s enduring presence, seeking a way out of the Returning Ruins through this place.

Yet most perish within, few make it out with some salvage.

Over time, the Ancient God Dojo has come to be hailed as the first fearsome place in the Returning Ruins!

No one dares to step in!

However, in recent decades, martial artists venturing into the space gap, reaching the Ancient God Dojo, have increased.

On a square paved with white jade, over a hundred people sit in solemn meditation.

Although each conceals their divine will, their aura remains astonishing.

Especially the four seated in the center, who attract special attention.

They sit there, neither emitting Gang Qi nor revealing divine will, yet appearing as towering pillars, impossible to ignore.

These four, and the other hundred martial artists, form a distinctly divided scene.

Suddenly!

A stifled groan, unable to be suppressed, echoes on the silent square.

The Master of Wuyou Realm in a moon-white brocade robe slowly opens his eyes, gazing at the slender black-robed elder opposite.

”What is it, Corpse?”

The black-robed elder’s face appears somewhat unpleasant, instinctively massaging his chest and abdomen.

A rib is missing there.

But now, a mysterious sting arises.

He understands why, but facing the Master of Wuyou Realm’s ”concern,” he simply shakes his head.

”Nothing.”

The Master of Wuyou Realm frowns slightly.

On his left side, a middle-aged Daoist with an imposing presence and sword brows sits cross-legged.

Adorned in a Purple Micro Daoist robe, dotted with stars, adding to the mystery and nobility.

The Daoist also opens his eyes, sternly staring at the black-robed elder.

”Corpse, if there are changes we are unaware of, I hope you share truthfully and do not hide anything.”

Corpse meets the request with cold indifference, stating, ”Heavenly Xuan Constellations, manage yourself instead!”

The purple-robed Daoist, known as Heavenly Xuan Constellations, smirks without humor, saying, ”Not for my seat, but this venture is all-or-nothing for everyone. I hope your secrets don’t endanger us all. After all, you’re the sole survivor of the Destruction Mist thousands of years ago, who returned safely from the Ancient God Dojo.”

At this point, the only inactive gray-robed elder among the four also slowly opens his eyes.

He doesn’t join the conversation but looks up at the sky above the square.

At the place of extreme heaven, clouds and mist were ethereal, faintly revealing a corner of magnificent splendor.

Without opening its mouth, a chilling sound that seemed like crying was emitted from the movement within its abdomen.

”How long until the Ancient God Dojo is fully opened?”

This question tugged at everyone’s heart.

Not only the Master of Wuyou Realm or the Heavenly Xuan Constellations, but even the martial artists sitting around glanced over simultaneously.

Many gazes converged, akin to thorns in the back, yet the corpse remained indifferent.

The Master of Wuyou Realm frowned and said, ”Old Monster Tianku was right, we’ve sat here for over a hundred years, releasing Martial Arts Divine Intent against the dojo’s door time and again, yet not even a crack has appeared. Corpse, you owe us an explanation!”

The Heavenly Xuan Constellations also eyed the corpse simultaneously.

All eyes focused, creating a tense atmosphere.

The corpse finally spoke slowly.

”It’ll take at least sixty years, or up to a hundred years. Before the Destruction Mist arrives, the Ancient God Dojo will open.”

After saying this, he closed his eyes again, falling into silence.

His hand instinctively rubbed against his chest and abdomen.

...

”What is this?”

Yuan Qingzang came over with curiosity, looking at the crystalline bone resembling jade.

”The corpse’s rib?”

”Perhaps...” Luo Chen responded, then reached out slowly over the jade bone, and the prohibitions began to dissolve inch by inch.

Those prohibitions seemed strong, but it was only because the power was sufficient, yet the construction was extremely crude.

Luo Chen’s proficiency in the Path of Array could be said to be profound, coupled with the strong Blood Refining Divine Gang, it wasn’t difficult to break them.

Moments later, the black air surrounding the jade bone completely dissipated, revealing a sense of immortal elegance.

Luo Chen pursed his lips and invaded with Divine Intent.

In just a moment, he exclaimed.

”Eh!”

”What’s wrong?”

Luo Chen smiled, taking out a fist-sized piece of stone.

Yuan Qingzang glanced at it, suddenly realizing, ”So it’s a Void Bud Crystal!”

Luo Chen asked back, ”Brother Yuan, you know this item?”

Yuan Qingzang naturally replied, ”Of course I know it. There were past rumors that the Void Bud Crystal could help people withstand the Great Destruction era. But rumors are just rumors; who could gather such a huge quantity of Void Bud Crystals? Yet... a fist-sized Void Bud Crystal is really rare!”

Indeed it’s rare, Luo Chen previously obtained the largest piece, which was more or less the same.

It was a gift from the Master of Wuyou Realm.

But Yuan Qingzang was wrong about one thing.

It’s not true that no one could gather enough Void Bud Crystals to construct a vast space.

Right now within this rib, there was a ”massive” amount of Void Bud Crystals!

”Were these Void Bud Crystals used by the corpse to safeguard its separated consciousness as a last resort?”

Luo Chen mused.

Faith of the people, Incense Fire Divine Power.

Bone Demon Secret Technique, Empty Bud House.

The afterthought left by that corpse for its separated consciousness was indeed plentiful!

Now, it’s benefited me.

Over two hundred years, the Vacuum Gu had long consumed all the Void Bud Crystals and Void Prism Apertures he collected, due to food shortage, it had no choice but to fall into slumber again.

Now with such a large amount of Void Bud Crystals, it can finally feast.

It might even take the opportunity to break through to the fifth-tier Divine Gu level in one go!

Yuan Qingzang curiously looked at the bone, ”Is it only Void Bud Crystals?”

Luo Chen smiled and took out a black scroll made of bone, ”There’s also a Demon Clan’s Cultivation Method, do you want to see it?”

Yuan Qingzang was uninterested; instead, he seemed a bit hesitant towards Luo Chen.

Watching him appear hesitant to speak, Luo Chen only left the black bone scroll, keeping the rib close.

”Friend, if you have something to say, speak freely.”

Yuan Qingzang hesitated a bit, but eventually couldn’t help but ask, ”Brother Luo, how did you manage to combine the Three Forms and instantly unleash Furious Torrent Annihilation Realm?”

”Ah, it’s that!”

Luo Chen chuckled, then openly explained.

”These techniques were learned from you, sharing the insights with you is no problem. However...”

Luo Chen’s gaze roamed, swept over everything in the White Bone Holy Hall, lingering on the White Bone Altar for a long time, as if imprinting it in his memory, eventually turning to leave.

”Let’s leave here first!”