Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

Chapter 1752 - 1743: Clash Across the Ages

"Are you threatening me?"

Lin Feng’s words fell, and the elder’s voice was silent for less than two breaths, then began to speak.

Everyone could hear that the speaker was truly angered now.

"Interpret it however you like, whether as a threat or a challenge. If you indeed dare to strike against my junior brother, then there will be no need for the Medicine World to exist anymore."

Lin Feng responded with domineering words, leaving no room for rebuttal. Even in the face of a Dharma, he showed no intention of backing down in the slightest.

"Very well!"

The elder laughed angrily, and then continued, "No wonder Bodhi chose you as the representative for the Star Child Battle. The Three Pure Ones’ disciples truly embody his usual style. Today, I will grant him some face on behalf of the Three Pure Ones, allowing your junior brother to undergo the tribulation here. But the appearance of nine tribulations is irreversible; he either defeats these nine individuals or drinks regret under the might of the tribulations. There are only these two choices."

"Moreover, if you dare to assist during his tribulation, then don’t blame me for being ruthless."

"This is my junior brother’s tribulation, I will naturally not intervene." Lin Feng left these words and spoke no more. However, the void behind Mo Wangchen still faintly exuded a majestic aura, letting everyone know that Lin Feng had not left.

The elder coldly snorted, "It would be best."

"Boom!"

When the voices of both had completely fallen, the nine figures standing in mid-air far away in Mo Wangchen’s sky exploded with a terrifying aura from head to toe, containing endless Thunder Power, turning the entire sky into a purple Thunder Sea, with the power to destroy the entire world.

"Junior brother, focus on overcoming your tribulation, don’t worry about other matters."

Lin Feng’s soft voice once again reached Mo Wangchen’s ears, and he took a deep breath, at the same time, unprecedented radiance erupted from his eyes, his Divine King Body wide open, with the Haotian God Technique enhancing him. No force in this world could shake him.

"Come, whether Haotian or Rebellion Slaying Tribulation, my invincible path will not be ended here. Let me see how capable you children of this era, the most dazzling among each generation, truly are!"

As his words fell, Mo Wangchen’s body charged forward, bathed in brilliant Golden Radiance as he moved as if accompanied by a towering golden tide, passing through places where the very fabric of space seemed to collapse under his existence.

"Boom!"

He was the first to rush to the face of a young man, a man surrounded by dark purple halos, whose deep eyes seemed capable of holding a trillion Star Rivers, none other than Xu Kun Little Demon King, the number one youth of the Ancient Clan from two million years ago!

Almost as Mo Wangchen approached him, Xu Kun Little Demon King’s expression remained calm as usual, without the slightest hint of emotion. This was a puppet derived from Haotian Will, and facing Mo Wangchen’s fierce attack, Xu Kun Little Demon King finally moved. His entire self erupted in an even more dazzling dark purple halo, as dense lightning intertwined, his fist tightly clenched, smashing toward Mo Wangchen!

"Bam!"

After the collision, both their bodies were sent flying by a massive force, and Mo Wangchen did not manage to gain the upper hand.

The Divine King Body was powerful, yet not truly invincible. Xu Kun Little Demon King was outstanding among the Ancient Clan’s youth two million years ago, reaching the heights, and his Power of Body was certainly fearsome beyond measure.

"Sizzle!"

The battle had long started, and at the moment Mo Wangchen engaged with the Void Little Demon King, the other eight also began to move, pressing towards Mo Wangchen simultaneously.

Behind him, a terrifying purple Sword Light slashed through the air. Mo Wangchen swiftly turned his head to see a woman wielding a Holy Sword, unleashing this astonishing strike upon him.

Tianqing Saintess, one of the most stunning women of the Human Clan from ancient times; rumors say she participated in the Outer Star Child Battle multiple times and each time demonstrated extraordinary talent, suppressing countless prodigies and geniuses of her generation!

"Boom!"

Facing the terrifying Sword Light slashed by Tianqing Saintess, Mo Wangchen did not evade nor retreat, he channeled the power of the Haotian God Technique, madly merging it into his fists and palms, then unleashed his fury.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Space shattered under the impact of his punch, revealing several dreadful and astonishing rifts, with a howling wind sweeping through Changkong.

Under Mo Wangchen’s punch, the terrifying Sword Light collapsed immediately, unable to pose any threat to him.

He pursued his advantage, the Divine King Body opened wide, treading Lin’s True Technique, actively attacking towards Tianqing Saintess.

"Swish!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

Tianqing Saintess wielded the Holy Sword, her demeanor pure and flawless. Radiance swirled around her, and the white gown fluttered in the wind, she appeared as dignified as a Divine Spirit, untouchable.

Facing Mo Wangchen’s advance, she retreated immediately, increasing the distance while the Holy Sword danced continuously, releasing one awe-inspiring Sword Light after another as if intending to force Mo Wangchen back.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Mo Wangchen channeled Creation Power, extending fists and palms into the void, squeezing forcefully, shattering the incoming Sword Light completely.

"Clang!"

And just as Mo Wangchen was fiercely attacking Tianqing Saintess, suddenly, from the side, came a crisp sound as if an Ancient Divine Weapon had manifested, accompanied by vast power.

It was a youth holding a Long Spear, his eyes devoid of light, his face showing no emotion, yet as the Long Spear swung, the displayed elegance and invincible charisma informed everyone that he too was among the top Young Kings of ancient times!

"Bang!"

Mo Wangchen was unable to evade in time and was struck by the opponent, flying several thousand zhang into the distance, his face turning paler. Without the protection of the Haotian God Technique, that strike could have gravely injured him!

"Buzz..."

The nine worked closely together, continually pressing, giving Mo Wangchen no respite. By now, Mo Wangchen had turned from active to passive, facing continuous assaults from the nine, leaving only to resist with all his strength without the time to counterattack.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, above Mo Wangchen, a violent energy ripple erupted, revealing the massive shadow of a golden Ancient Bell. If capable of suppressing all heavens, it rushed towards Mo Wangchen with unparalleled might.

"Eastern Emperor Bell!"

Someone exclaimed, looking in horror at the top of the Ancient Bell, where a young man stood, dressed in a Python Robe like an emperor ruling the world, none other than Jun Lingtian of the East Emperor!