Chapter 830 - 821: None Can Leave
"Retreat quickly!"
The man in embroidered attire was shaken to his core. An Emperor Realm Peak expert’s self-destruction was so powerful that even he, with his cultivation, had to temporarily withdraw.
All around, whether from Min Huan or Canglan, everyone retreated like a tide at this moment.
"Can you escape?!"
Just as the man in embroidered attire sought to retreat and flee the scene, the Mo Pavilion expert who was self-destructing reached out with a large hand.
In that instant, the void trembled slightly as if an invisible hand had seized the man in embroidered attire, leaving him immobilized in place.
"Not good!"
The man in embroidered attire’s expression changed dramatically. The one self-destructing had used Spiritual Power to destroy their Spirit Sea, causing a surge in Spiritual Power just before self-destruction. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to bind him in place.
"Saint King Bright Mirror!"
In a flash, the man in embroidered attire shouted loudly, and suddenly, a bright white light, as pure as a full moon, radiated from him.
"Boom!"
In the sky, under many people’s gaze, the Mo Pavilion expert’s body erupted.
The terrifying energy waves disrupted the void’s grand momentum entirely. A supreme force caused the void there to explode and collapse.
"Poof!"
In the rolling heat waves, the figure in embroidered attire was blasted far away. In that instant, he reacted swiftly, wrapping himself in a formidable Protective Technique.
Yet even so, under the self-destruction of an Emperor Realm expert, he was still gravely wounded.
At this moment, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body was blown thousands of zhang away before coming to a complete stop.
"Haha, Li Yao, I thought you would be the first to fall in this battle amongst us, but I didn’t expect you to have such a big fate."
In the chaotic battle circle in the distance, a young man laughed wildly. His tone suggested he wouldn’t have felt any regret if the man in embroidered attire had died.
Indeed, that was the truth. These people had come from Daluo Heaven, a place called ’Smoke Martial Alliance,’ summoned to participate in this war. If they achieved notable accomplishments, they would receive rewards from the Holy Mother.
But the Min Huan calamity wasn’t just against Canglan; battles raged all over Heavenly Gang. Young talents from Smoke Martial Alliance arrived, not just the dozen or so from Mo Domain, but many more from elsewhere.
Achieving Ten Thousand Killings didn’t guarantee a reward, as there were only one hundred spots for the so-called reward!
Meaning only the top hundred who achieved Ten Thousand Killings would receive that reward!
If the man in embroidered attire had died in the self-destruction, the black-clad youth would have had one less competitor!
"Bastard!"
Upon hearing the black-clad man’s words, the man in embroidered attire’s face turned grim. He was well aware of the other party’s thoughts.
"This person self-destructed due to me, so this achievement should still belong to me!" he said coldly.
"Haha, what’s the harm in giving it to you?"
The black-clad man laughed, continuing, "It’s just a battle achievement. You’ve suffered severe injuries and need to retreat to recover. During your recovery, our battle achievements will far surpass yours."
"Hmph!"
Upon hearing this, the man in embroidered attire snorted coldly and remained silent.
He took a deep breath, indeed considering temporarily retreating.
Otherwise, with his current serious injuries, he couldn’t survive on the battlefield.
"Just wait, once I recover, none of you will escape!"
Ultimately, he left these words, turned, and prepared to leave.
On the Canglan side, many clenched their fists, their faces filled with extreme anger, not just because of the opponent’s arrogance, but more so because the Mo Pavilion expert who self-destructed had let the opponent miraculously survive.
This was the greatest humiliation to the hero who had self-destructed!
"No need to recover. Today, none of you will leave!"
Suddenly, at this moment, from within Mo Domain, came a calm yet icy voice from the Protection Array.
"Buzz!"
The Great Formation opened a gap, revealing a figure in white clothing.
An imposing aura quietly rose within the white-clad man. He seemed like a god of death emerging from Hell, his eyes cold and filled with killing intent that spared none he focused on.
"Who are you?"
In the void, the man in embroidered attire turned and stared at the white-clad man. At this moment, he felt a terrifying aura emanating from the man, and even in his peak condition, was unsure he could defeat him.
Not only the man in embroidered attire, but the other dozen or so Min Huan talents in the battle circle also turned their gaze toward him.
The moment they sensed Mo Wangchen’s aura, they furrowed their brows. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"Who is this person?"
"Judging by his appearance, he’s about the same age as us, yet his aura is overwhelmingly strong. Who would’ve thought such a person could emerge from these backwaters?"
All twelve furrowed their brows, each deep in thought. From Mo Wangchen, they sensed a dangerous aura.
"None of us can leave?"
After the initial surprise, the man in embroidered attire sneered, his gaze disdainful, resting upon Mo Wangchen. "Just you? Do you have the ability?"
"Noisy!"
Mo Wangchen’s body slowly ascended, finally reaching the same height as the man in embroidered attire. He stood against the wind, his white robes fluttering, giving an ethereal appearance. "Elder Sun chose to self-destruct to take you down with him. If I let you walk away unscathed today, how could Elder Sun’s soul rest in peace?"
The Mo Pavilion expert who self-destructed earlier was an ordinary Elder of Mo Pavilion, who had once fought the Demon God Clan with Mo Wangchen. Mo Wangchen knew only his surname was Sun.
"An old worthless one, dead is dead. His choice to self-destruct just shows his incompetence!" the man in embroidered attire sneered dismissively.
"Canglan Heroic Souls brook no insult. You must die!"
As soon as the man in embroidered attire’s words fell, Mo Wangchen’s eyes turned increasingly cold.
With those final words, he raised a hand and pressed down calmly.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled slightly, and instantly, a supremely terrifying aura pressed down on the man in embroidered attire like a mountain, causing him to tremble inwardly, his face paling instantly.
"Impossible! You’re clearly just at Emperor Realm Peak, yet why do I feel the power of an Immortal Realm expert emanating from you?"
The man in embroidered attire’s expression changed drastically. Under Mo Wangchen’s exerted force, he couldn’t move, but could only forcefully utter these words.
"I have no reason to explain to you. Now, die."
Mo Wangchen’s voice was cold. As his words fell, he made a slight squeezing motion with his hand hovering in the void.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the sky across from him saw the man in embroidered attire’s body explosively crumple as if crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into a mist of blood.