Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy - Chapter 1763

Chapter 1763 Leader of the Battle Array

Sounds of thunderous clashes filled the skies of the Dragon Capital as cultivators on both sides of the war fought to their best capacity.

Colorful explosions left behind a horrifying sight of death as bodies fell from the skies at every moment. Some were burnt, some frozen. Some were wrapped in vines, some cut in half. Some were filled with holes and some were simply intact but with no life in it.

A deathly aura filled the skies of the Dragon Capital as Alex's army used their upper hand to rend the life out of the empire's army.

It was a sad sight to anyone outside of the war, horrifying even. Neither of the armies was fighting for anything more than just what side they were on. Some believed in the cause of war, but most were fighting only because they had been ordered to do so.

A young woman charged forward with her spears, her eyes filled with the blood that seeped down her forehead. She stabbed her enemy, killing him as she stabbed him through the heart.

She pulled out her spear as the body slowly fell from the sky to the ground below. She huffed loudly and felt her head ringing from the pain.

She reached for her storage bag to pull out a healing pill when someone slashed her from behind, causing a terrible injury to her back.

Before she could turn around, however, the person who attacked her had been dealt with by a young fighter whose eyes were cold with fury.

8 golden tentacles hovered around Yao Bujiang, each attacking relentlessly at everything around him. He wasn't a very strong fighter, but over the past few dozen years, he had managed to reach a cultivation base of the Saint Soul realm, and he was using that cultivation base to now avenge the death of his ancestor, Yao Ning.

"Go to the ship, you're horribly wounded. Get some rest," he gave out the order to the bloodied woman and went on his way to fight.

The woman thought for a bit and nodded, flying back toward the giant ship that hovered in the sky.

Many attacks, intentional or simple mistakes, landed on the front and sides of the massive ship that her king, Alex, had brought to the Eastern Continent.

However, barriers around the ship stopped all attacks.New novel chapters are published on

The woman was still surprised about how she had ended up here. For the past 3 hours, she had been in a world of darkness where she wasn't allowed to use her spiritual senses in the least.

Then, 3 hours later, she was on the Eastern Continent. Her king had done something pretty much impossible and that gave her hope that the result of this war would be something good.

Normally, the one at the helm of it all would be Alex. But he could not involve himself in this battle at the moment.

The next one that would take the Leader's role was Whisker, but he wasn't there at the moment either.

So, a third person had to emerge to help establish the Hell Emperor's Divine Battle Array.

Graham flew in the air, his bare tanned arms glistening with sweat in the sun as he wore a single blue and green gauntlet on his right arm.

The gauntlet looked metallic, but it was not made up of metal at all. In fact, it was made from the scales of a lizard that was born with traces of the Azure Dragon's blood in its bloodline.

This was the Dragonheart Gauntlet that Alex had bought in the Golden Auction a long time ago, and finally, Graham was making a debut for it.

He stood in front of the ship, a leader of the army, and charged into battle.

Alongside him, thousands of soldiers rushed into battle as well while forming an array.

With ten thousand total soldiers under Graham's command, the power of each and every single individual fighting on behalf of Alex increased by nearly 4 realms.

Each and every soldier suddenly became a menace for their opponents to handle and the tide of the battle surged in favor of the Southern Continent again.

Graham wore not only the gauntlets but also a boot made specifically for him to help fly in the air with incredible speed.

Even with that speed, he could see everything clearly. His purple Demon Eyes gave him a kinetic vision that would put the vision of most saints to shame.

He flew across the battlefield and landed a direct punch on one of the leaders of a small battle array.

The crushing noise of the man's skull under Graham's fist was his introduction to the battlefield.

"Shall I make a few more greetings?"