Rise of the Alchemy God

Chapter 102: Powerlessness

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A sudden increase in pressure was felt by everyone nearby.

Especially by the two figures in the air, just a short distance from the portal.

Elder Léi, who had only just arrived at the scene, grew increasingly alarmed as he sensed this pressure.

Just as he was about to question the enemy cultivator about the situation, he saw the man crush something in his hand.

He wasn't sure what it was, but he had a bad feeling about it.

As he prepared to act, the enemy turned and smiled.

"Well, this was a bit unexpected, but I suppose it's better than nothing.

With the portal open, that thing from the other side has been drawn in.

There's no recovering the object now, so I might as well leave," he muttered to himself.

A faint blue light began to emanate from his body.

Seeing the confusion on the sect elder's face, he spoke again, his body starting to turn into sparks of light.

"Well, it's been nice fighting you.

If you survive this, perhaps we'll meet again." And with that, his body completely vanished.

Elder Léi, seeing the enemy's body dissolve into glowing sparks, realized that the man had used something to teleport away.

He knew there was no point in trying to stop him.

Even if he tried, with his current strength, the best he could do was injure the man a bit more.

It wasn't worth wasting his energy on that.

There was a more urgent matter at hand.

'He mentioned something coming out of the portal,' he thought, piecing together that the ever-growing pressure was likely due to the being emerging from the portal.

He didn't know what level the creature was at, but he could tell it was far stronger than him,in other words,

someone already at the fifth stage of cultivation.

He knew he had no chance of defeating such a being.

He turned as well, moving to leave the area.

'I must quickly save the disciples and alert the sect of this,' he thought.

Just as he was about to fly toward the direction where he had sensed the auras of his sect's disciples earlier, he suddenly felt an intense sense of danger from behind.

'What...?'

He turned his head to see what it was, and the moment he did, his body almost froze.

Less than two meters away from him was a strange creature, wrapped in what appeared to be black mist, examining him with two completely white eyes.

'When-'

Just as he was about to distance himself from the creature, it moved one of its many long limbs like a spear toward him.

Swish!

In an instant, the sect elder's body was flung hundreds of meters away, crashing hard into the ground, shattering it into thousands of pieces and burying him beneath.

The creature seemed confused for a moment, looking at the limb with which it had struck him.

It saw fresh drops of blood on it and nothing more, with small lightning arcs dancing across the surface.

The creature observed this bizarre phenomenon until shadowy tendrils covered the blood and the arcs, making them disappear.

The elder, who had been thrown away, burst out from the rubble and stood, his body in more pain than before.

His expression was serious, with a hint of hidden fear.

Looking down at the ground where he stood, one could see drops of blood falling intermittently.

Raising his gaze, one could notice that the blood was coming from the elder's right arm.

Sensing the mortal danger from the beast, he immediately circulated his Qi within his body, ready to face whatever attack came next.

When the beast struck, with no space or time to evade, he concentrated all his spiritual energy into his hands and blocked the blow.

The result was a fractured bone in his right arm, the arm that had taken the direct hit, leaving him with a broken limb and his energy nearly depleted.

He had already used most of his strength fighting the enemy earlier, and now, with this last action, he was almost entirely spent.

But none of that seemed to matter now.

Seeing that strange black creature in the air, he felt a primal fear in his soul.

'What on earth is that thing?'

The black creature was several meters tall.

Its body was entirely shrouded in black mist, making it hard to discern what lay beneath.

Six long, thin limbs extended from it, all converging toward a single elongated body that ended with what resembled a human face.

The features of the face were indiscernible, as they too were covered by the dark fog, and only two completely white circles could be seen.

These circles suddenly snapped toward him, as if responding to his gaze, and moments later, the elder felt that sense of death once again.

Wasting no time, he threw himself to the side, and in less than a millisecond, the spot where he had been standing was completely destroyed by a solid black pillar.

The elder, who had stumbled to the ground due to his hasty dodge, tried to get up, using one of his hands.

Never in his life had he felt so powerless and drained.

He had lived for more than two centuries now, and although he had faced many life-threatening situations before, never once had he felt this helpless.

Frustrated, he tried to raise his head to at least get a better look at the face of the creature that was about to take his life.

At the same time, he began circulating his Qi within his core, forming a small vortex that quickly began to spin faster.

'Come on, if I'm going to die, I'll make sure to take you with me to the afterlife.'

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FRANK_LEE_JUNIOR:

Here's today's chapter. I hope you enjoyed it.

As usual, if you have any comments, suggestions, or errors to report, don't hesitate to do so below.

See you tomorrow with another chapter.