Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 152: Chapter 107: Everyone is a Soldier, One Man Makes a Formation (Subscription Requested)_2

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The only remaining escape route had turned into the initial direction he came from.

And in that direction was another Ninth Level Qi Refinement Cultivator.

However, before they could stand their ground, Luo Chen had already stopped in his tracks.

“Who said I was going to run?”

With heavy snowfall for many days, the small grove had turned into a white expanse.

As Luo Chen’s face turned stern, he clapped his hands together.

The grove at the forefront seemed to come to life.

Snow fell in rustling sounds as numerous large vines sprung forth, spreading

like snakes.

in an instant, the place seemed to have turned from a snow-covered grove into a green jungle teeming with deadly threats.

At this moment, this place had become Luo Chen’s battlefield.

The ones in the forefront, their expressions radically changed, and they wanted to race toward the sky.

However, as soon as they soared into the sky, seven rays of jade green light burst out from the nearby accumulated snow, crisscrossing as they whirled around.

A Blade Storm had taken shape.

Luo Chen did not look at this battlefield, but reached out and made a gesture.

Ten small sparks immediately flew towards the enemy on the right.

“Such audacity with just a puny Fireball Technique!” the figure sneered coldly, holding out a round wooden shield to block the fireballs and prepare for a counterattack.

However, in the next moment, those ten sparks swelled in size with the wind, in less than a breath’s span, they inflated into huge fireballs the size of basins.

In his stupefaction, they crashed down like a violent storm.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The violent explosion, the flying snow, the harsh screams, none of these caused Luo Chen to relax.

He knew that the danger was coming from the enemy on the left.

Whoosh!

A pristine and snowy white long sword cut through the air.

An Ice Type Ascendant Grade Flying Sword?”

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, the Medium Grade Robe fluttering without any wind, seemingly wanting to resist this attack directly.

The cultivator’s face revealed a ferocious look, daring to resist an Ascendant Grade Flying Sword with just a Medium Grade Robe, it seemed like he was at his wit’s end.

“Die!”

However, the next moment, a sight that shocked him happened.

Dang!

A mini-sized tripod emerged from Luo Chen’s palm.

In just a blink of an eye, the tripod expanded continuously and eventually morphed into a tripod that stood ten feet tall, blocking above Luo Chen’s head.

Not only did it block the Ascendant Grade Flying Sword, but it also radiated multiple rays of light.

Golden, red, blue, green, the four-colored lights, like tassels, enveloped Luo Chen within.

“An Ascendant Grade Defense Magic Tool! Impossible….”

Just when he was in shock, he suddenly felt something was amiss.

He activated his Spirit Vision Technique and upon seeing what was happening a chill ran down his spine.

Unbeknownst to him, his surrounding space was densely packed with countless colorful stone beads.

Each stone bead was plain and ordinary.

However, with this quantity, it truly gave him a nauseating dizzying feeling.

“Synchronize in Chaos, Explode!”

Countless stone beads, with the enemy as the center, flew toward him like sparrows returning to their nest.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Snappy sounds like a torrential rain hitting banana leaves rang out continuously.

Even though the opponent scaled his defense magic tool to its limit, it started to shatter inch by inch amidst the exploding stone beads.

He reached out and cast a talisman, but the Defense Light Shield produced by the talisman only lasted for three breaths.

It collapsed once again amidst the self-destruction of those stone beads.

Spurt!

As the first mouthful of blood was spat out, sounds of the stone beads entering his body rang out.

Once they entered the body, the power of the explosion multiplied several folds.

Just after a few breaths, the scene was obscured by a thick mist of blood.

Luo Chen coldly withdrew his gaze, reached out to recall the Ice Snow Flying Sword, then he took his eyes off the battlefield.

The power of the Jade Marrow Waste Bead was quite average, even with a surprise attack, it was just to catch the enemy off guard.

However, if the quantity reached hundreds and thousands, the power was not to be underestimated.

That was the terrifying quantitative change that could cause a qualitative change.

Turning his head, Luo Chen looked at the front.

The person who dared to be at the forefront was indeed not weak.

Even though he had prepared the Jade Sword in the grove in advance, instantly activated the Mother-Child Blade Storm Array, and also coordinated it with the Grandmaster Level Entanglement Technique.

He still let the opponent break free, albeit a bit embarrassed.

The moment he saw Luo Chen looking over, his eyes were full of fear, his body shuddered, and he immediately started to run away.

“I knew it, late-stage Qi Refinement Cultivators are not easy opponents.

The Cloud-Stepping Boots shimmered with Spirit Light, augmented with the Wind Riding Technique, along with Carefree Wandering.

Luo Chen rose with the wind, and as he passed the huge fire pit on the right, he casually threw a stone bead.

Spurt!

In the raging fire, the struggling cultivator with a painful look on his face, a tiny hole appeared on his forehead as he watched.

Then, the stone bead exploded.

He blinked, a strange smile appearing on his face.

Bang!

Like a watermelon bursting open, brain matter scattered everywhere.

And Luo Chen’s figure had already disappeared in the sky above the grove.

“Damn it!”

“Isn’t it said that Pill Refiners have weak combat capabilities far less than equal-level cultivators?”

“when did he set up the blade array, making me suffer such a big loss.”

The grey-robed cultivator, like a dog who had lost its home, fled relentlessly. Without trying to conceal his figure at all, he stood out conspicuously as he entered the increasingly deeper regions of the Outer City.

Behind him, a young cultivator dressed in white, with a large tripod hanging above his head and shrouded in four-colored tassels, was steadily closing the distance.

The grey-robed cultivator’s face hardened, he abruptly turned back.

“Go to hell!”

A long spear suddenly flew out.

With an acute and imposing momentum, it seemed to be able to pierce through space, the spear even emitted a surge of flames, similar to a fiery dragon.

A rear assault?

Just as this thought flashed in Luo Chen’s mind, that fiery red long spear pierced through the air in an instant, arriving in front of him.

Squeak! Squeak!

A teeth-grating sound rang out as the four-colored tassels broke one after another..