Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 232 - 223: Clash of the Arrogant Heirs

Chapter 232: Chapter 223: Clash of the Arrogant Heirs

Ancient Holy Weapons are no trivial matter. Even just a fragment holds considerable research value.

At this moment, the Divine Rainbow that suddenly swooped out was resplendent with radiance, incredibly dazzling. It was evidently not just a fragment, but a complete Holy Soldier Treasure.

Swoosh!

Almost at the same time, countless figures leapt out from the surroundings of the crack, swarming like locusts. In everyone’s eyes shone a hungry green light, all eager to seize this newly emerged Holy Weapon.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort reverberated, laden with an extremely terrifying might that shook people to their core. Simultaneously, several figures soared from the ground, each emitting a fearsome aura that clearly surpassed the Primordial Spirit Realm.

"These are the powerhouses from the Ancient Martial families!"

Ancient Martial families, with legacies tracing back to the Ancient times and possessing immense foundations. Now, with such forces taking action, the Holy Weapon was bound to fall into their hands.

Some shook their heads and sighed, their faces ridden with disappointment, not daring to compete with the Ancient Martial families for the treasure.

Several from the Ancient Martial families had gathered here, along with those from the Hidden Se__ts. One after another, these experts arrived in front of the Holy Weapon. The rainbow light cloaked the Holy Weapon, its brilliance startling anyone who caught sight of it, clearly signaling its rarity.

"Gentlemen, the old rules apply. The ownership of this Holy Weapon will be decided after we have sparred, how about it?" A powerful figure stepped forward, his presence rainbow-like, and said with a slight smile.

"Hmph! What a nuisance!" A powerhouse from the Zhou Family snorted coldly but didn’t refuse.

"Remember, stop at a point. We mustn’t let a Holy Weapon cause discord amongst us," another person stepped forward, an elder.

By now, the various Ancient Martial families and Hidden Se__ts had already sent people back to fetch their treasures. Later on, everyone would need to work together to enter the abyssal maw below. If they soured relations now, the losses would outweigh the gains.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

As they spoke, more than a dozen figures soared into the sky and clashed together in the blink of an eye. With each collision, it was as if the earth itself shook, the clamor astonishingly loud.

"These individuals must have all reached the Creation Realm, haven’t they?" Below, amidst the crowd, Mo Wangchen’s eyes showed his astonishment.

The Creation Realm was a stage significantly higher than the Primordial Spirit Realm. Throughout the entirety of Beiming Land, innumerable were the Primordial Spirit Realm Experts, but only the Ancient Martial families and Hidden Se__ts could boast having ones in the Creation Realm.

Dozens of Creation Realm experts were fighting, causing the sky above to become chaotically turbulent, the space itself twisting slightly. The residual waves from their collisions, were they to impact a Primordial Spirit Realm Expert, would likely lead to a fatal outcome.

Their battle became more fierce as it progressed, moving further and further away, transforming into long rainbows that pierced through the clouds into the high skies, vanishing from the eyes of the onlookers.

Yet the crowd could still intermittently feel terrifying waves of energy undulating from the endless heavenly vault above, enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

Swoosh!

In the end, as the disturbances in the sky gradually subsided, the dozen figures also flew back. Some had torn clothing, some had greatly diminished breath, but seemingly none had sustained injuries.

"Haha, this Holy Weapon now belongs to the Zhou Family."

An elder floated back, his figure ethereal like a specter, arriving in front of the Holy Weapon in a blink.

Under the gaze of everyone present, the Zhou Family elder took hold of the Holy Weapon. The other Ancient Martial families and experts of the Hidden Se__ts could only sigh helplessly. The recent battle had ended with the Zhou Family possessing a slight advantage.

"That’s Zhou Fan, an elder from the Zhou Family. I never would have thought he could emerge victorious among so many strong contenders."

"The ancestors of the Zhou Family infused the Ancient Kunpeng Essence Blood into their bodies, which means all members of the Zhou Family have Kunpeng blood flowing through their veins; their bodies are powerful, which is hardly surprising."

Beneath the ground, the crowd’s initial surprise soon gave way to understanding.

The Zhou Family’s inheritance of the Ancient Kunpeng bloodline was no secret: the Ancient Kunpeng approached the power level of a Great Emperor, with a body as massive as a mountain, and an almost invincible might; indeed, it was one of the mythical divine beasts of the ancients.

Boom! Boom!

From the distant horizon, a group of dark silhouettes suddenly swooped in, their imposing presence stirring and darkening the sky.

As the shadows drew near, a chilling aura permeated the air, turning the complexion of the weaker cultivators pale.

"It’s the Wu Family’s forces, it seems they have brought their treasured possession!"

"Hm? Who’s that young man enveloped in rainbow light with such a terrifying aura...?"

"Could it be Wu Lingfeng, the peerless Divine Body of the Wu Family?!" The crowd gasped in astonishment, involuntarily taking in a breath of cold air.

Nowadays, talents have emerged from various Ancient Martial families and Hidden Sects, among which the most famous is Wu Lingfeng, who possesses the Wu Family Divine Body!

It is rumored that he has the True Dragon Body, sharing the same physique as the True Martial Emperor who dazzled the ancients thirty thousand years ago!

Speculation has abounded that Wu Lingfeng possesses the potential to ascend to emperorship, making him exceedingly likely to become the next person to step into the Emperor Realm.

Since the Divine King, Ling Changkong, over a hundred thousand years ago, there had not been another Great Emperor in Beiming Land. Now, with the various Ancient Martial families and Hidden Sects emerging, a grand era has arrived. In such chaotic times, legends are often forged!

Wu Lingfeng stood aloof in the sky, his body wrapped in Holy Light, his aura ethereal, as if a True Immortal had descended. His gaze swept across the crowd below, finally resting at a certain spot, where a formidable intent for battle surged out like an overwhelming tide!

"Ancient Kunpeng bloodline with a body as strong as a mountain, could you be the Little Peng King, Zhou Tong?" Wu Lingfeng took a step forward, his astonishing momentum swirling around him, causing his garments to flutter loudly.

"Wu Family Divine Body, with the True Dragon Physique, I have long been looking forward to testing my skills against it."

Whoosh!

A whooshing sound echoed as a figure leaped into the sky from the ground below, stirring up immense waves of energy, like a majestic Roc spreading its wings, its might astonishingly fierce.

In the next instant, Zhou Tong’s figure reached the sky not far ahead of Wu Lingfeng, and they exchanged looks, each filled with an astonishing eagerness for battle.

These two were the most dazzling of the younger generation in the Beiming Land, possessing talents that outshone their era, extraordinary beyond measure. They were destined to become the strongest of their time, with countless geniuses serving as mere stepping stones beneath their feet.

"It’s fascinating; Little Peng King Zhou Tong, heir to the Ancient Kunpeng Blood, with such formidable physical strength, and Wu Lingfeng, who shares the same True Dragon Physique as the True Martial Emperor, unparalleled in his generation. Both are candidates likely to achieve emperorship in their era. I wonder how splendid it would be if they clashed?"

The powerhouses from various Ancient Martial families and Hidden Sects now looked on with rapt attention, a fiery anticipation glimmering in their eyes, as they too were keen to see which of these two impressive peers would prove superior.

"Such a terrifying aura, could these be the strongest prodigies of Beiming Land..."

Beneath the ground, Mo Wangchen looked on with a grave face; even before the battle had begun, the atmosphere was already charged with their formidable presence. It was not hard for him to guess that both Wu Lingfeng and Zhou Tong might have stepped into the realm of the Creation Technique in terms of their cultivation.

"I possess the Heavenly Dao Body, said to be the physique of the gods in a former life; I wonder how it would compare to theirs?"

Mo Wangchen mused to himself. In his previous life, he had never heard of a True Dragon Physique, but here, to be deemed a Divine Body, it must certainly be boundlessly powerful.

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