Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

"What?!"

Faced with the scene before them, the remaining dozen or so young people on Min Huan’s side couldn’t help but turn pale.

"Li Yao just died like that?"

The young man in black showed a look of dread; the Li Yao he spoke of was, of course, the young man Mo Wangchen had just killed with one hand.

"Who exactly is this person?" The others had the same grave expression, their eyes fixed on Mo Wangchen.

"You people dare to use the slaughter of my Canglan soldiers as a wager; today, none of you will escape!"

Mo Wangchen withdrew his hand from the void, his face cold as he traversed the chaotic battle ring, his gaze sweeping over the talents of Min Huan one by one.

"Arrogant!"

The young man in black sneered as he turned to face Mo Wangchen directly, "Don’t think that by killing Li Yao, you’re invincible; among the dozen or so of us, whose cultivation is not above his?"

"Noisy!"

Mo Wangchen scoffed coldly, his icy gaze instantly shifting to the young man in black who spoke.

"You’re next!"

With those words, Mo Wangchen’s body instantly turned into a stream of light. Almost at the moment he moved, the mighty force of heaven and earth surged with him.

In the chaotic battle ring, endless Holy Light enveloped Mo Wangchen, making him seem like a Divine King, sweeping toward the young man in black in the distant void.

Like a meteor falling, at this moment, the chaotic battlefield seemed to only have the moving figure of Mo Wangchen.

Although it seemed lengthy to describe, in reality, it all happened within the short span of two breaths; Mo Wangchen’s speed was beyond everyone’s expectations.

"You!"

The young man in black’s face shifted drastically, for at that moment, Mo Wangchen had already appeared before him, his opponent seeming like a ghost, his movements elusive as if teleporting, appearing in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

Just as the young man in black reacted, Mo Wangchen’s cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

"Buzz!"

The space trembled, an extremely terrifying aura instantly enveloping the entire battlefield, causing everyone’s breath to hitch involuntarily.

In Mo Wangchen’s palm, surging energy erupted, converging into a sky-reaching beam of light, which, upon appearing, was fiercely directed at the young man in black in front of him.

"Boom!"

This strike, the Lingtian Seal, Mo Wangchen did not hold back in the slightest; under the stunned gaze of everyone present, the young man in black was directly struck by the Lingtian Seal.

The terrifying seal technique instantly reduced the young man in black’s body to ashes without even a chance to scream.

"What?!"

"Wang Tian is dead too!"

On Min Huan’s side, nearly everyone’s face at this moment showed an expression of horror.

The young man in black, shockingly, was Wang Tian. Among the young generation’s talents who had arrived in Canglan’s battle ring this time, Wang Tian’s strength could definitely rank in the top three.

Originally, they believed Li Yao’s death was due to his severe injuries, allowing Mo Wangchen to easily kill him.

But at this moment, Wang Tian, in the hands of this young man in white, also couldn’t withstand a single move and was instantly wiped out.

"Who is he after all?"

"Could such a character really emerge from a small world like Canglan?"

"Could he be a possibly rejuvenated strong expert, otherwise, why is he so strong!"

Many were clearly unwilling to believe that a young man from a lower plane could possibly be so powerful.

"What terrifying power, in his strike just now, why did I faintly sense a trace of Divine Power within it?" Thirteen young talents in total had now been continuously slain by Mo Wangchen, leaving only eleven remaining, all with unconcealed dread on their faces.

Divine Power!

That is power a God Realm expert could wield; why did they feel such from a young man!

God Realm experts, even throughout the entire Daluo Heaven Realm, are scarce, so how could such a figure emerge in the remote reaches across the starry sky?

In ancient times, the prerequisite for aspiring to become an Ancient God was acquiring a Divine Status.

Yet now, Heaven and Earth have changed, no longer birthing Divine Status, making Becoming God the greatest challenge for all.

Mo Wangchen possesses Divine Power, barring the possibility of him being an Ancient God Realm expert, there’s another possibility that he has condensed a Divine Status within his body.

But, compared to the former, in this era, those capable of condensing a Divine Status at the Emperor Realm level seem even more unlikely.

Evidently, the eleven remaining Min Huan talents were unwilling to believe Mo Wangchen had already acquired a Divine Status.

Yet the fact remained, whether they believed it or not, during his journey in the Void Realm, Mo Wangchen indeed obtained a Divine Status.

"Kill!"

Disregarding everyone’s astonishment, after killing Wang Tian, Mo Wangchen’s gaze slightly shifted, once again setting his sights on another.

"Not good!"

The one being targeted was a slightly burly young man, seeing Mo Wangchen now charging relentlessly towards him, his face instantly changed.

Strictly speaking, his strength was even slightly lower than Wang Tian’s; if Wang Tian was killed with one strike by this man in white, how could he possibly withstand the opponent?

"Ren Hao, retreat!"

A reminder from the others reached his ears, but it was already too late.

Just as the burly young man heard the voice, Mo Wangchen had already appeared before him, his cold gaze filled with killing intent, as if a reaper from Hell, seeming to lock onto him.

From Mo Wangchen, Ren Hao, the burly young man, sensed a suffocatingly terrifying force.

In the face of this power, he felt insignificant; the opponent clearly possessed only the power of the Emperor Realm, yet this aura significantly surpassed those ordinary Void Immortal Realm experts!

"Boom!"

Mo Wangchen’s fist tightly clenched, erupting with supreme Holy Light, punching through, seeming to even pierce through the void.

"Ape God Overturns the Cauldron!"

In a flash, Ren Hao shouted aloud, his arms shook violently, the terrifying power shredding his sleeves, his fists enlarging several times, fiercely meeting Mo Wangchen’s fist.

"Dong!"

In the instant their fists touched, the collision of energy erupted, distorting the entire void.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion reverberated, shaking everyone’s eardrums, as where the two clashed, the void collapsed, revealing a boundless chasm.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream followed; under the gaze of everyone present, Ren Hao’s body was blasted away, coughing up blood, his arm at that moment shattered to fragments, no longer existing.