Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster

Chapter 3302 - 1246: Yuan Tu Displays Might, Demon Cave Mutates

Eighty hundred miles passed in an instant.

Amidst the billowing wind, Luo Chen’s figure appeared before a towering mountain peak.

Looking up at the mountain that pierced through the night sky, Luo Chen was somewhat surprised.

Within the subterranean demon cave, there could be such an expanse of mountains?

The Dark Demon Cave is indeed enigmatic!

As he was caught in surprise, the creatures perched atop the mountain seemed to have sensed the unwelcome guest.

In an instant, bursts of explosive sounds resounded.

Among them was a particularly sharp sound, as if it could pierce through the soul.

"Comparable to a Late Stage Nascent Soul Demon Spirit?"

Luo Chen murmured to himself, his expression shifting slightly.

He naturally wasn’t afraid of such entities.

However, according to the Divine Transformation Great Power’s introduction from the Su Ling Sect, when the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators entered the trial through the Demon Suppression Tower, they were randomly transported but generally ended up at the outskirts of the Dark Demon Cave.

In such places, let alone Late Stage Nascent Soul Demon Spirits, even the weakest Low-level Demon Spirits were extremely rare.

It was completely unexpected.

"Previously, someone mentioned that this Demon Suppression Trial was far more dangerous than before. It seems the indications are emerging."

As Luo Chen pondered, the mountain’s demon spirits had already made a move.

In just a moment, a vast cloud of demonic qi gathered and swept toward Luo Chen.

Luo Chen’s eyes widened, seeing the creatures within the demonic cloud clearly.

Some were armored and armed, others with prominent horns on their heads.

Some had red eyes, others were entirely green.

There were many humanoid figures, yet even more were entities resembling terrestrial or flying beasts.

Truly bizarre and varied, without end.

"Formed by demonic qi, possessing only rudimentary Spirit Intelligence, these are not part of the Demon Race, acting purely on instinct; thus called Demon Spirits."

After observing for a while, Luo Chen was too disinterested to delve deeper.

With a flick of his hand, an ancient great sword suddenly appeared.

Upon its appearance, a long-dormant consciousness awakened instantly.

This consciousness had no time to reveal itself to Luo Chen before it sensed the surrounding situation.

The familiar breath exuded a natural closeness and joy.

Luo Chen, being in sync with the Yuan Tu Sword, naturally perceived this intense joy.

Although the Yuan Tu Sword had ascended to become a Spiritual Treasure, its Sword Spirit was quite different from traditional Artifact Spirits.

It was refined by the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch, incorporating a fierce beast named Tusu from the Demon Realm into the sword, sharing fate with it.

This environment of the Dark Demon Cave seemed quite similar to that of the Demon Realm.

Little Tu indeed felt like a wanderer returning home.

He smiled slightly.

"Go ahead!"

Without any visible movement, with just a gesture, the Yuan Tu Sword soared into the sky, heading straight for the demonic cloud.

While it seemed like a wanderer returning home, the savage beast Tusu was born from fratricide, hence devoid of any tenderness or affection.

Just like now!

The Yuan Tu Sword, slipping in as naturally as a fish in water, dove into the demonic cloud, surrounded by waves of demon spirits.

Then, countless blood-red Sword Lights slashed out, tearing through the clouds, revealing the sky.

In just three to five breaths, the demonic cloud, from which ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators would flee at the sight, was shredded to bits.

"Li!"

The piercing sound resounded again.

From within the demonic cloud, a pair of pitch-black Feathered Wings, each a hundred zhang long, unfurled.

With bony limbs and demonic qi as feathers.

A fierce and imposing giant bird revealed its form, rather than retreating in the face of the mighty Yuan Tu Sword, it glared ferociously, spewing out fierce black flames.

Its wings spread wide, stirring terrifying windstorms, screeching as it clawed at the Yuan Tu Sword.

In the void, the sound of metal-clashing resounded.

From a distance, Luo Chen watched this display calmly.

Without his control, even with the Yuan Tu Sword’s Spiritual Treasure might, it couldn’t easily subdue a Demon Spirit comparable to a Post-Nascent Cultivator.

But he wasn’t worried.

All of this was because the Sword Spirit was merely in a playful mood.

However, the battle shouldn’t last too long.

Luo Chen recalled the earlier Lotus Brand’s reaction.

If this battle drew in other cultivators, it would be quite undesirable.

"Alright, Little Tu, stop playing, quickly finish off this guy."

With the command given, the Yuan Tu Sword halted abruptly.

Next moment!

"Roar!"

A grotesque little beast emerged from the sword, enveloping the Yuan Tu Sword as it shot towards the giant bird demon spirit.

The Demon Sword transformed, and the fierce spirit displayed its might!

Just one contact.

Sizzle!

The giant bird demon spirit seemed like a water sack pierced by a sharp awl, suddenly losing all its energy.

All the demonic qi within its body, like water in a punctured water sack, gushed out.

This massive demonic qi did not disperse elsewhere but was completely absorbed by the Yuan Tu Sword.

And not just that!

After absorbing the giant bird demon spirit, the grotesque little beast remained unsatisfied, opening its bloodthirsty maw to suck in the nearby remnants of the demonic cloud.

Swoosh!

Like a gale sweeping away remnants, there was no further sound here.

Having done all of this, the longsword transformed into a stream of light and returned to Luo Chen’s hand.

Luo Chen looked down, somewhat surprised.

In the past, the Yuan Tu Sword was bloodthirsty; he subdued the Sword Spirit using this method, nurturing it step by step to the level of a Spiritual Treasure.

Now the Yuan Tu Sword surprisingly found these demon spirits quite interesting as well.

After devouring the demon spirits inhabiting this mountain peak, the Yuan Tu Sword’s spirituality conspicuously increased.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, feeling the excitement from the great sword, finally nodding slightly.

"No need to rush, you’ll have plenty to feast on later!"

As he finished speaking, Luo Chen leaped and disappeared into the mountain peak.

A moment later, dust scattered all around inside.

Moreover, streaks of light flew out, falling around the mountain peak, the demonic qi that had originally dwelled there significantly thinned under the cover of these streams of light.