Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 603: Water of Nine Deaths (Second Update)

The White Bone Halberd swept out, shattering the blade light and striking Blood Mad Butcher’s body heavily.

"Puchi."

The Blood Mad Butcher was hit like a thunderbolt, his body flew out like a shell, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist in midair, and his aura became weak.

One move, just one move, and the Corpse King had inflicted severe damage.

Of course, with the his current strength, it was impressive that he wasn’t killed by the Corpse King in one move.

"Not good."

Just as the stone tablet broke open, Long Yan’s complexion changed drastically, and he cried out in his heart.

Where the stone tablet disappeared, a powerful force suddenly appeared, enveloping him. Before he could react, his body disappeared directly from the Lotus Platform.

"Boom."

At this moment, the Corpse King held the White Bone Halberd tightly and slammed it onto the Lotus Platform. With a roaring sound, the Lotus Platform was directly shattered.

"Brother Long Yan."

"Long Yan."

Seeing this scene, Jun Wuhui, Yan Wubing, and Mo Qianling all changed their complexions. In their view, the Corpse King’s move had completely fallen on Long Yan.

Shattered debris flew about, leaving no trace of Long Yan’s body.

"Long Yan was killed by the Corpse King."

The Corpse King’s move was enough to turn Long Yan into dust, and Long Yan was now dead beyond dead."

"That little bastard is finally dead."

A hint of joy rose in Zhao Feng’s eyes.

Jun Wuyou and others felt the same; they couldn’t wait for Long Yan to die.

"Impossible..."

Blood Mad Butcher’s eyebrows furrowed. He knew Long Yan’s strength well. Even if Long Yan had been killed, he couldn’t have left without a trace.

At this point, the corpses suddenly stopped their actions. The deathly aura in their bodies began to dissipate, turning into white bones visible to the naked eye and scattering on the ground.

At the same time, the heart-devouring fog also began to disperse, and the invisible pressure on everyone disappeared instantly.

"The Great Formation has been broken, everyone run!"

Wang Chuan shouted, seeing that the battle had obviously collapsed, lost its power support, and the corpses lost their strength.

"Roar."

Corpse King was different from those corpses. Even if the Great Formation was broken, it didn’t have any effect on him.

However, Long Yan destroying the stone tablet had enraged him. His eyes reddened and his evil qi surged.

At the next moment, the Corpse King attacked the crowd.

"Run quickly!"

This Corpse King was more threatening to them than the corpses.

Then, everyone began to flee. At this time, whether they could save their lives depended on their own fortune.

......

"Where is this?"

Long Yan scanned his surroundings, his gaze alert. This was a cave with a large space and a lingering deathly aura.

He disappeared from the Lotus Platform and appeared here.

He didn’t know where this place was.

Then, Long Yan carefully walked towards the depths of the cave, extending his divine sense. He did not find any danger.

"Huh? What’s this?"

A moment later, Long Yan reached the depths of the cave.

At this time, in front of him, there was a small pool. The liquid in the pool was like ink, suspended above the pool were some black spikes on the rock wall, and some black droplets hung on the ends of the spikes.

"This is definitely the Water of Nine Deaths."

He had never seen the Water of Nine Deaths before, but he had heard of it.

The Water of Nine Deaths is as black as ink, containing violent energy, making it unsuitable for cultivation. Even emperors would have difficulty refining it.

Although the Water of Nine Deaths is not suitable for cultivation, it is a treasure for tempering the physical body and is of extraordinary value.

"The Nine Suns Divine Cauldron should be able to refine the Water of Nine Deaths."

Long Yan reached out and grabbed a small handful of the Water of Nine Deaths from the pool, clearly sensing the violent energy within.

After briefly examining the Water of Nine Deaths, Long Yan injected it into the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron.

A moment later, the Water of Nine Deaths was refined by the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, transforming it into pure energy.

"It really works."

The energy contained in the Water of Nine Deaths is no less than that of the top-grade Spiritual Liquid.

He needed energy for his current cultivation, and these waters of Nine Deaths were perfect for his cultivation.

Immediately, Long Yan collected all the Water of Nine Deaths in the small pool into the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, along with the droplets hanging on the spikes.

"First, I’ll strengthen my power then."

After setting up a sensing prohibition, Long Yan entered the Azure Dragon Ring.

"This amount of Water of Nine Deaths should be enough for both me and Chaos Sky Peng to break through one realm, right?"

There was quite a lot of Water of Nine Deaths. These were equivalent to top-grade Spiritual Liquid, and once refined by the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, it would generate vast power.

Long Yan and Chaos Sky Peng sat next to the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, devouring energy from it simultaneously.

Chaos Sky Peng was still only at the Demon God Fifth Level. In the Demon Sky Remains, such strength was somewhat low.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, ten days had gone by.

"Martial God Seventh Realm, breakthrough!"

Suddenly, Long Yan’s eyes snapped open, forming handprints. The aura of the Martial God Seventh Realm surged out from his body.

Having absorbed a lot of energy, he successfully broke through to the Martial God Seventh Realm.

At the same time, Chaos Sky Peng also broke through, reaching the Demon God Sixth Level. With Chaos Sky Peng’s strength, very few people could threaten him below the God Realm.

"I must continue to search for cultivation resources."

So much Water of Nine Deaths allowed him and Chaos Sky Peng to only break through one realm simultaneously. As they progressed further, he would definitely need more cultivation resources.

After that, Long Yan left the Azure Dragon Ring and then left the cave.

...

"Blood Mad Butcher, do you think you’re still the same as before? Now, you cannot possibly be my opponent." Hong Quan said mockingly as he looked at the bloodied Blood Mad Butcher.

Back in the day, Blood Mad Butcher had dominated the Southern Wasteland Continent, looking down on everyone. He was incredibly domineering and arrogant.

Now, however, he had fallen to such a point that he could easily be trampled underfoot.

"Hmph, if it weren’t for the Death Spirit Curse Mark in me, killing you would be like slaughtering a dog."

Blood Mad Butcher coldly looked at Hong Quan, with a sense of tension in his eyes.

The Death Spirit Curse Mark had been in his body for a hundred years, and his strength was not what it used to be. Hong Quan was a genuine Nine Turned Emperor Realm, and he was indeed no match for Hong Quan.

"Blood Mad Butcher, if you repent now, the Hall Master may forgive you and even help you remove the Death Spirit Curse Mark. Soon, your strength will return to its peak, and with your talent, challenging the emperor is not impossible," Hong Quan said.

"Dream on."

Blood Mad Butcher coldly replied, "Even if I die, I will not join the Hidden Dragon Hall. I will destroy the Hidden Dragon Hall with my own hands to avenge the Death Spirit Curse Mark."

If he wanted to join the Hidden Dragon Hall, he wouldn’t have waited until now. Since he had come out of Wanfeng Lake, he would never join the Hidden Dragon Hall.

"If you refuse a toast, you must drink a penalty. Elder Hong, kill him," Jun Wuyou approached coldly, casting a deadly glance at the Blood Mad Butcher.

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