Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

Chapter 1792 - 1783: Overestimating Oneself

"So, you had a plan all along, deliberately bringing me here to weaken me by letting the Undying Demon Vine consume me, so you could seal it?"

The Tianqing Fairy’s expression was icy, her gaze fixed on Zhou Zijie. She had never imagined she would fall into the hands of such a despicable person.

"If you must blame someone, blame yourself for possessing the Immortal Yin Body. Only your kind of extreme Yin physique is the perfect tool to deal with the Undying Demon Vine."

Zhou Zijie sneered, his eyes showing no trace of pity. He stood far in the void with two others behind him, already beyond the reach of the Undying Demon Vine.

"Despicable!"

The Tianqing Fairy shouted angrily. At this point, even with her level of cultivation, she could no longer maintain her calm demeanor.

The reason was simple: who in the Ten Thousand Realms hadn’t heard of the fearsome reputation of the Undying Demon Vine?

This was a demon seed that emerged at the dawn of chaos, sprouting after absorbing the chaos energy for countless millennia, only to grow over tens of millions of years into its current form.

By now, the chaos energy could no longer satisfy the Undying Demon Vine. It specifically devoured cultivators to grow stronger. This demon vine was extremely troublesome and nearly indestructible. Once it targeted its prey, no one had ever been known to escape safely.

"In the Cultivation World, the ends justify the means. There’s no such thing as despicable or not."

Zhou Zijie’s voice was cold as he watched from afar the Tianqing Fairy, surrounded by massive demon vines, without an ounce of sympathy in his eyes.

"Sss..."

Green Sword Light flashed, and the Tianqing Fairy would not sit and wait for death. Her Treasure Sword slashed repeatedly, cutting the massive demon vines approaching her in half, one after another. However, the demon vine was undying, regrowing at an astonishing speed almost the instant it was severed.

"Give up the resistance. No one survives the clutches of the Undying Demon Vine," Zhou Zijie’s voice echoed.

But the Tianqing Fairy paid him no mind, using her sword to repel the advancing demon vines while retreating backward, hoping to distance herself from their attack range.

However, being targeted by the demon vine, how could she easily escape?

In the marshy mud below, massive demon vines continuously burst forth, by now numbering likely over a hundred. Each one was like a giant black python, with a mind of its own, blocking the Tianqing Fairy’s escape routes and entirely locking her down while rushing to kill her.

"Boom!"

The further it went, the more overwhelmed the Tianqing Fairy appeared. The sheer number of demon vines was overwhelming, and cutting them was futile; escape seemed impossible.

She was tossed around like a ball, smashed from side to side by the immense demon vines.

"Why struggle, Fairy? Let me end it for you."

From the distant sky, Zhou Zijie’s voice came once again. No one knew when he had moved closer, holding a huge Copper Mirror in his hand.

"Buzz..."

The void gently trembled as an invisible ripple of energy spread out. From the Copper Mirror, a large area of golden light reflected, instantly transforming into formidable Sword Light, locking onto the Tianqing Saintess and charging at her.

The Tianqing Saintess’s face changed dramatically. She was already struggling just to fend off the Undying Demon Vine. How could she spare any effort to defend against Zhou Zijie’s attack?

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

However, to everyone’s surprise, just as the Sword Light was about to strike the Tianqing Saintess, it suddenly disintegrated, vanishing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm?"

This unexpected turn of events caused Zhou Zijie’s brows to furrow. He scanned the surroundings and exclaimed, "Who’s playing tricks in the dark?"

With the Tianqing Fairy’s current state, she couldn’t have deflected his attack. In Zhou Zijie’s eyes, someone must have intervened from the shadows; there was no other explanation.

"To use such despicable means against a girl, what a disgrace."

The scene briefly fell silent before a faint voice emerged from a dense forest below. Then, a young man in white slowly stepped out. Who else could it be but Mo Wangchen?

"Who are you?"

Zhou Zijie’s brows knitted slightly as he gazed at Mo Wangchen. He was a bit taken aback, suspecting that Mo Wangchen had been there for some time, yet Zhou hadn’t noticed at all.

The Tianqing Fairy hailed from the Qiankun Universe, serving as the Saintess of Tianqing Palace—also called the Tianqing Saintess.

In the Qiankun Universe, Tianqing Palace held considerable influence, and the Tianqing Saintess had many admirers. If she were to be slain by Zhou’s machinations, the news would surely invite trouble. Zhou Zijie had believed his plan foolproof, never expecting someone might have followed them here in secret.

Facing this unexpected young man, no matter who he was, Zhou Zijie couldn’t let him leave alive. Preventing leaks was crucial to avoiding complications.

"Who I am is irrelevant. I heard you have an item called a Breathing Plate? Hand it over." Mo Wangchen spoke blandly.

"You want my Breathing Plate?"

Zhou Zijie squinted, his eyes flashing coldly. He snorted, "I don’t know who you are, but trespassing here and demanding my Breathing Plate—isn’t that arrogant?"

"Think what you will. Arrogant or not, you have three breaths to decide. Fail to comply, and bear the consequences," Mo Wangchen gazed calmly at Zhou Zijie and his companions, speaking softly.

"Heh..."

Zhou Zijie was utterly enraged. Never before had he been so blatantly underestimated. Though he couldn’t gauge Mo Wangchen’s cultivation, he sensed from the aura around him that this white-clad man was likely only at the first or second level of the Reverse Life Realm, posing no threat to Zhou.

"Kill him!"

With a cold bark, Zhou Zijie and his companions attacked simultaneously, converging on Mo Wangchen from three directions.

"Buzz..."

Frightening energy waves arose as the trio launched a deadly attack, aiming to kill Mo Wangchen in one strike to avert any unexpected variables.

"Overconfident."

Mo Wangchen sneered, cold light flickering in his eyes as he flicked his fingers.

"Sss!"

In an instant, two astonishing Finger Lights pierced through the void, dissolving Zhou Zijie’s trio’s attack in the blink of an eye. Without losing momentum, these Finger Lights reached the two men accompanying Zhou Zijie in an instant.

"Boom!"

A dull sound echoed as both men’s heads were pierced by the Finger Light, exploding in a bloody mess, killed on the spot!