Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster
Chapter 1647 - 606: Do You Really Wish to Die?_4

Chapter 1647: Chapter 606: Do You Really Wish to Die?_4

The buzzing sound, like mosquitoes, was deeply irritating.

Zhang Jiadi suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely.

The aura of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator erupted instantly.

"Silence!"

Everyone was stunned.

Over the years, Zhang Jiadi had been harmonious and gentle—less strict even than Wen Xiu. They had almost forgotten that the Family Head was the one with the highest cultivation level in the Zhang Family.

Zhang Jiadi’s gaze was like a blazing torch, sweeping across the room.

"Soon there may be a great battle; life and death can be decided in an instant. Our Zhang Family is a vassal of Elder Qingyang. We must advance and retreat together."

"I do not want to hear any more discouraging words."

"Anyone who defies my orders shall be executed! Anyone who flees in the face of battle shall also be executed!"

Some individuals with hidden intentions visibly paled.

Someone wanted to argue, but before they could speak, they saw Zhang Jiadi’s dark expression, and the words died in their throat.

Zhang Jiadi took a deep breath, though his heart was far from panicked.

Having gathered detailed intelligence and understood the specifics of the Coldlight Island battle, his admiration for Elder Qingyang had long penetrated his bones.

It was only seven Golden Core cultivators, after all.

In the Coldlight Island battle, the enemies faced by Demon King Qingyang far exceeded this number.

Furthermore, and most importantly, he had long bet his entire fortune on Lotus Picking Island.

If Elder Qingyang truly retreated in defeat, what would become of him?

Return to being a Rogue Cultivator?

He might not care personally, but what about his wife and daughter?

It was precisely because of all these considerations that his initial panic was quickly replaced by steadfast resolve.

For this battle, he would follow Elder Qingyang through thick and thin, life and death!

...

Let us put aside the reactions from various parties.

At the bank of Penghu, aboard the Cloud Boat, the cultivators accompanying Huangfu Song gradually ceased their discussions.

Every face turned increasingly solemn.

The reason being, no reply had come from Peng Island.

Huangfu Song stepped forward to the bow of the boat, standing tall against the wind.

"I had hoped to resolve this matter peacefully, but I did not expect the master of this place to neither meet nor negotiate with us."

"If that is the case, then they shall witness our strength firsthand!"

With a wave of his hand.

The Cloud Boat roared to life, like a vast piece of land, blotting out the sky as it flew into Penghu.

At first, the Cloud Boat flew at tremendous speed.

But gradually, its pace slowed down more and more.

An invisible force of resistance enveloped the Cloud Boat.

Not only that, but from within the lake, a powerful pulling force emerged, drawing the Cloud Boat closer and closer to the surface.

"Elder Ye, what is going on?" Huangfu Song asked the black-clothed elder beside him, who was once the Supervisor of the Qintian Bureau of the Great Zhou Dynasty and skilled in arrays.

Elder Ye’s expression remained calm. "It’s a No-fly Array, the kind typically set up around large marketplaces and major Immortal Cities. This Cloud Boat, being of Magic Item Level, should remain unaffected."

Then, his gaze turned suspicious, directed toward the depths of the lake.

"However, this No-fly Array contains another array hidden within it, which is what’s slowing the Cloud Boat and lowering its altitude."

He moved his fingers, forming seals continuously, as if trying to deduce the hidden array’s operational principles.

But after some time, he shook his head.

"It’s not possible. There’s too little time. Moreover, the master of this place is well-prepared, and I cannot deduce it quickly."

A sharp-voiced elder beside him said, "If that’s the case, we should force our way across Penghu!"

Huangfu Song nodded, "Let’s go with Minister Gui’s suggestion."

The next moment, over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators aboard the Cloud Boat sat cross-legged, aligning themselves in the pre-arranged formation to inject Spirit Power into the vessel.

Instantly, the Cloud Boat trembled sharply, and its speed picked up again.

Huangfu Song smiled upon seeing this.

"A mere few hundred li distance—in the blink of an eye, we’ll be there. Qingyang Zi, I hope you won’t disappoint me when the time comes!"

Just as he was basking in triumph.

Suddenly!

From the Eight Hundred Li Penghu, an immense surge of Heaven and Earth Qi erupted.

Eight chains formed, binding the Cloud Boat tightly.

A devastating force of suppression bore down instantly.

"How could this be?"

Elder Ye’s face changed drastically. With over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators working in unison, coupled with the Cloud Boat’s own array, it should be impervious to ordinary No-fly Arrays—even Golden Core cultivators would struggle to stop it.

But now, the Cloud Boat was descending rapidly, leaving him no time to think.

"Master, it’s best to abandon the boat and proceed on foot!"

Huangfu Song’s proud expression vanished as he glanced at the swaying Foundation Establishment cultivators aboard the Cloud Boat.

"What about these people?"

Under the influence of such arrays, Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t fly at all—only Golden Core cultivators could.

"We cannot worry about them! Unless Qingyang Zi wants to make an irreconcilable feud with us, he won’t strike lethally." Elder Ye urged loudly.

Huangfu Song hesitated. Seeing the Cloud Boat nearing the surface of the lake, he ultimately made his decision.

"Follow me off the boat."

In an instant, the overwhelming Spirit Pressure of his Golden Core Seventh Level cultivation burst forth, soaring into the sky.

Six Golden Core cultivators followed closely behind him.

Despite the suppressive power of the arrays, the combined force of the seven was enough to break free and take flight.

On a lonely island within the Eight Hundred Li Penghu.

A black wooden fragment floated gently in the air.

Noticing this development, a faint snort echoed.

"Luo Chen boy, the rest is up to you."

Over the years, he had been squeezed dry by Luo Chen—be it Origin Core Secret Techniques, Nascent Soul Formation Pill Prescriptions, or even his Soul Wood Method and the Spirit Vein enhancement technique granted by the Dark Abyss Sect.

Not to mention the knowledge of arrays and insights into the Immortal Cultivation World.

Han Zhan wasn’t someone’s hired thug; he’d already gone above and beyond by eliminating these minor foes.

A mere seven Golden Core cultivators—one Late Golden Core Stage, two Middle Stage Golden Core, and four Early Golden Core—with Luo Chen’s current foundations, handling them would be no problem.

Especially within the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range, where a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator resided in hiding. He didn’t want to expose too much.

...

The seven cultivators soared higher and higher, breaking free from the array’s suppression, showing lingering fear.

Truly, storming someone’s stronghold was far from easy.

They hadn’t even met their main target yet, and they’d nearly suffered a complete wipeout—this was far too perilous.

They could sense that the array’s power hadn’t even fully unleashed.

If it had exploded entirely, one or two of them would have surely been lost.

Just as the seven steadied themselves.

A voice suddenly rang out, swift as a flash.

"Do you truly wish to die?"