Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 197 - 188: Chaos! Snatching!

Chapter 197: Chapter 188: Chaos! Snatching!

Hearing Fang Ruyuan’s words enter her ears, Huang Ting slowly shook her head, "This is not just a grudge between the Pill Sect and Sword Sect. On the expedition to the ruins a few years ago, disciples from my Xuannv Sect also fell to your Sword Sect’s assassinations, didn’t they?"

"The three giants of the Ten Directions Domain, I won’t deny, belong to the strongest of the Sword Sect, but precisely because of that, the Sword Sect remains vigilant in complacency. Over the years, haven’t many geniuses from various factions been crippled by your hands? Has the Sword Sect assassinated fewer talents in these years?"

"In order to secure your position as the overlord of the Ten Directions Domain, the Sword Sect slaughters the geniuses of the various forces in the domain, fearing that one day, someone will emerge who could challenge the peak existence of the Sword Sect!"

Huang Ting narrowed her eyes and enunciated each word clearly, spreading them in all directions.

"What? Over the years, indeed many geniuses in my Ten Directions Domain have mysteriously disappeared, could they all have died at the hands of the Sword Sect?"

"Now that I think about it, when the senior disciple of my Xuantian Sect was out on a mission, he too was assassinated by someone. Later, when we found the body, it was covered with sword marks..."

All around, after hearing Huang Ting’s words, many people began to frown, their gazes turning squarely towards Fang Ruyuan and his companions.

"Huang Ting, do not spout nonsense again!"

Seeing the situation turn dire, Fang Ruyuan immediately shouted sternly, "What do those people’s deaths have to do with our Sword Sect?"

"Whether it has anything to do with you, you know best inside. If you want evidence, of course I can’t provide it, but how else do you explain that those who are dead, the wounds on their bodies, are mostly caused by ice blades like swords?"

Huang Ting snorted coldly, her gaze fixed on Fang Ruyuan.

"Before there is any evidence to prove that those people were assassinated by the Sword Sect, I advise you to be careful with your words and not to falsely accuse the Sword Sect. Can you bear the consequences of this matter?!"

Fang Ruyuan stepped forward, and at the same time, the aura of a ninth layer Spirit Transformation Realm exploded to its peak on his body. He reached for the sword hilt at his waist and said coldly, "Now, Mo Wangchen has admitted with his own mouth that he killed the disciples of our Sword Sect. Please step aside and do not bring unnecessary trouble to the Xuannv Sect!"

Huang Ting remained silent, still standing in front of Mo Wangchen with no intention to leave.

"If that’s the case, don’t blame me for what I do next..."

The long sword at his waist was slowly drawn, a cold light flashing in Fang Ruyuan’s eyes.

Buzz! Buzz!

However, just then, from the direction of the wooden hut at the center of the clearing, the space began to fluctuate restlessly.

Originally, there was a light protective barrier that encompassed the entire wooden hut; otherwise, the gathered crowd would have already entered to investigate. Now, for some reason, that protective barrier was gradually fading away, about to completely vanish.

"The treasure is about to emerge!"

Everyone around stood up, their gazes burning towards the hut, easily guessing that within it laid a certain treasure, or why else would they wait here?

Fang Ruyuan shifted his gaze that way, a certain fervor also appeared in his eyes. The sword that he had just drawn was once again sheathed. His gaze shifted back to Mo Wangchen, "Only a waste who hides behind a woman, after I obtain the treasure, it won’t be too late to deal with you!"

After speaking, a sharp light flashed in Fang Ruyuan’s eyes, he suddenly stomped on the ground, and his body violently retreated, "Block them!"

Clang!

At the same time, a group of Sword Sect disciples drew their long swords, standing in front of Mo Wangchen and the others, seemingly intending to keep them away from the hut.

"Scram!"

Mo Wangchen leaped up, the Xuanlong Palm ready to unleash, stirring up a fearsome surge, slapping towards the Sword Sect disciples who were blocking his way.

"Formation!"

Among the Sword Sect disciples, a leading man shouted loudly; immediately, the group quickly dispersed, their swords pointing forward, and more than a dozen streaks of white light flashed by, forming some kind of domain in front of them that blocked Mo Wangchen’s palm strike.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, all of the Sword Sect disciples dispersed again, surrounding Mo Wangchen and Huang Ting within their circle.

"Help me stop them!"

Mo Wangchen glanced at Huang Ting, already sensing the aura emanating from within the wooden hut—an aura that inspired dread, containing the Power of the Primordial Spirit. It was, undeniably, the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo.

...

Swoosh!

The protective barrier around the hut completely dissipated, revealing a streak of golden light shooting out from the rooftop and then slowly floating there, resembling a golden Luminous Pearl, radiating dazzling brilliance.

At the same time, an aura that caused everyone’s complexion to change wafted from the golden sphere.

"This is..."

"Such powerful Primordial Spirit energy!"

"The Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo! This is the remnant of a deceased expert’s Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo!"

As soon as the golden sphere was clear, the scene erupted; hundreds of people leaped out, each wanting to snatch the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo.

"Ha ha! The Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo of a Primordial Spirit Realm expert is filled with vast Primordial Spirit energy. Just absorbing a little bit would greatly aid my cultivation!"

One man, at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, reached the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo first. His eyes flashed with a green light, and as he spoke, he reached out to take the Dao Embryo.

"Humph!"

Just as he was about to touch the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo, a cold snort sounded from behind him. The man’s expression changed drastically as he turned around.

Somehow, Fang Ruyuan had already arrived.

Hiss!

The long sword trembled, and an astonishing Sword Qi burst forth from Fang Ruyuan’s blade, instantly piercing the man’s chest.

Ugh...

The man’s face turned deathly pale, and blood gushed from his mouth. He looked at the bloody hole in his chest with disbelief, and finally, his gaze faded as he fell to the ground.

"Fang Ruyuan!"

"A single strike has slain an eighth-level Spirit Transformation Realm expert!"

Those surrounding the scene, who were also closing in on the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo, suddenly halted their advance, their eyes filled with extreme wariness.

"This Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo is mine!"

Fang Ruyuan sneered, his eyes brimming with greed. Without even glancing at the man he had annihilated, he unleashed his Spiritual Power from beneath his feet, using the force to propel himself back into the air and reach for the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the Primordial Spirit Dao Embryo was in his hand, his greed intensifying, "Once I return..."

However, before he could finish, he suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head—Mo Wangchen had already arrived close by, his body bristling with the peak aura of the seventh level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, pointing out from afar.

"Silent Killing Finger!"

The sharp aura coiled around his fingertip; where Mo Wangchen pointed, ripples vibrated through space. Then, under the gaze of the audience, the terrifying Finger Light pierced through the void, speeding towards Fang Ruyuan with imposing force.

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