Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 255 - 246 Great Tremor in Beiming!

Chapter 255: Chapter 246 Great Tremor in Beiming!

Several days later, a stunning piece of news spread through every corner of the Beiming Land like a storm.

"That person who ascended the nine levels of the Heavenly Ladder, drew the Divine Bow to its full curve, and had just become the Piaomiao Saint, was actually the young man who, beneath the ground where the Kunpeng appeared, suppressed the Wu Family Divine Body and the Little Peng King Zhou Tong!"

"The Zhou Family Ancestor made a move, the Piaomiao Saint’s Spirit Sea was shattered, and now he is a cripple!"

"It is rumored that the physique of the Piaomiao Saint is the same as that of Ling Changkong, the Divine King who dazzled an era a hundred thousand years ago. No wonder even Divine Bodies were suppressed by him!"

"Outside the Yaochi Immortal Palace that day, the Piaomiao Saint used some unknown method to kill the Spiritual Body of the Zhou Family Ancestor. News from within the Zhou Family now suggests that the cultivation of the Zhou Family Ancestor has greatly diminished!"

"This is shocking! The Zhou Family Ancestor is a Saint Venerable, an existence among the great powers of the world. Even if it’s just a Spiritual Body, its cultivation is far beyond that of a cultivator in the Creation Realm. Who would have thought that the Piaomiao Saint could actually kill his Spiritual Body, how did he do it?!"

"Having the same physique as the Divine King Ling Changkong, suppressing Divine Bodies, the Little Peng King Zhou Tong, and other talents of this generation, he should have been dazzling in the world, but unexpectedly, before he could fully grow, he was nipped in the bud. Now, the Piaomiao Palace must be going insane!"

"What a pity, if it weren’t for this, in a few years, the Piaomiao Saint would have swept across his peers, suppressing all the strong. Divine Bodies like Wu Lingfeng, Little Peng King Zhou Tong and others would have likely been unable to resist. But now, with the Spirit Sea completely destroyed, even with a peerless physique, he will eventually be submerged in the long river of time."

As soon as the news was released, the whole world was shaken, and people couldn’t help feeling sorry for Mo Wangchen.

The Divine King Physique was unique and unparalleled, and in the long history of the Beiming Land, the most dazzling Great Emperor was indeed Ling Changkong from a hundred thousand years ago, who achieved Body Sanctification and was called the Divine King Body.

A hundred thousand years later, in the Beiming Land, there finally appeared a youthful genius with the same physique as Ling Changkong. He was supposed to be unrivaled, strongly rising and dazzling the world, but unexpectedly, before his rise, he was strangled in the cradle, truly a pity.

And as time passed, this news, like a violent storm, swept through every corner of the Beiming Land.

Ten days later, there was another great shock in the Beiming Land. The world was astonished as the Piaomiao Saint Venerable, a powerhouse of the current era, arrived at the Zhou Family!

"The Piaomiao Saint Venerable has forcibly descended upon the Zhou Family. The entire family’s doors have been destroyed, countless are dead or wounded, and the entire family’s land within a hundred miles has collapsed by three feet!"

"With the Spiritual Body of the Zhou Family Ancestor slain and his cultivation greatly reduced, he is no longer a match for the Piaomiao Saint Venerable. If it weren’t for the use of the Zhou Family’s Emperor Weapon to repel the formidable enemy, the entire clan would have already been stained with blood!"

"In nearly ten thousand years, there has never been a scene of Saint Venerables clashing. The battle that day shook the heavens and the earth; within the Zhou Family, those with low cultivation were directly obliterated into dust by the fluctuations released from the fight, truly shocking!"

...

The Beiming Land was in complete chaos; every incident that happened during this period caused a huge stir.

Yet at this moment, Mo Wangchen was completely unaware of the outside world’s happenings.

Right now, he was lying quietly on a large bed, his bloodstains already cleaned, but his breath was weak, and his complexion was still pale as snow.

Beside him, a little girl with tear-filled eyes had been waiting for who knows how long.

"Hmm!"

In deep sleep, Mo Wangchen’s fingers twitched slightly. He instantly furrowed his brows, his face covered in cold sweat, as if he had just had a lengthy nightmare, and abruptly woke up.

"Big brother!"

The little girl was none other than Yaoyao. Seeing Mo Wangchen sit up suddenly, she was startled, but after the shock, her face was filled with tears of joy as she hugged Mo Wangchen.

"Yaoyao..."

Mo Wangchen was dazed for a moment before the memories in his mind gradually began to return. His lips were dry, his complexion pale as snow, and his weak hand reached out to Yaoyao’s little head.

"How long have I been asleep?" he asked.

Yaoyao raised her head, her eyes still moist with tears, and she cried as she said, "A very, very long time!"

How long is a very long time?

Mo Wangchen smiled bitterly, feeling that Yaoyao seemed to have no concept of time.

"Just you alone?" Mo Wangchen asked, his gaze sweeping around but not seeing the figure of Piaomiao Saint Venerable.

"Uh-huh!"

Yaoyao nodded, continuing, "That day, Grandpa and I were playing in the forest, he said he heard Xiaohong’s cries, and then he left. Shortly after, he returned with Xiaohong, and Big Brother had already passed out on Xiaohong’s back."

Xiaohong, of course, was the name Yaoyao had given to the Phoenix.

"Grandpa said, Brother might die, Yaoyao was so scared, but thankfully Brother woke up." As she spoke, a happy smile once again spread across Yaoyao’s face.

"Where’s Grandpa?" Mo Wangchen asked.

Yaoyao shook her head, "That day after Grandpa brought you and Xiaohong back, he was very angry, it was the first time I saw him so angry, it was frightening. Then Grandpa left, I don’t know where he went."

Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen slightly furrowed his brows. He didn’t need to think to know—the Piaomiao Saint Venerable had likely gone to the Zhou Family.

However, the Zhou Family, also an ancient martial lineage passed down from ancient times, was profoundly established. The Piaomiao Saint Venerable had been gone for some time and had not yet returned; Mo Wangchen was somewhat worried that something unexpected might have happened.

"You’re awake..."

However, just then, a voice suddenly arose within the room, sounding extremely weak.

The next moment, the figure of the Piaomiao Saint Venerable slowly emerged from the void.

His hair was a bit disheveled, his face slightly pale. On the corners of his mouth, Mo Wangchen could still see a trace of residual blood. Clearly, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable had sustained serious injuries.

Seeing him like this, Mo Wangchen felt a shock in his heart. Without need for thought, he knew that the Piaomiao Saint Venerable must have descended upon the Zhou Family and engaged them in a fierce battle. Although he had escaped with his life, he also suffered heavy injuries.

"Are you alright?" Mo Wangchen asked, furrowing his brows with concern.

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable shook his head, a stunning glint of coldness fleeting through his eyes, "The Zhou Family’s Emperor Weapon is indeed extraordinary. Had I not been a step ahead in skill, I would probably have been suppressed by now. However, this score will be settled with them sooner or later..."

"Your Spirit Sea inside..."

As he reached this point, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable looked again at Mo Wangchen.

Mo Wangchen tried to internally observe his Spirit Sea, but discovered that he, himself, no longer had any trace of cultivation.

"Alas..."

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable sighed, saying, "It’s all my fault, insisting that you go alone to the Turquoise Pool Immortal Palace, otherwise..."

"Your Spirit Sea, I had already inspected it before, it has already collapsed, utterly obliterated, your cultivation entirely vanished. Even if you start cultivating anew, in this lifetime, I’m afraid you will find it difficult to gather the Spirit Sea again, and can only halt at the Vein Condesation Realm. Without being able to condense the Spirit Sea, you won’t even be able to step into the Spirit Transformation Realm."

Hearing this, Mo Wangchen also fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.

After a brief quiet, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable spoke again, "The Beiming Land originates from ancient times. Besides the Liyuan Tomb, there are many Life Forbidden Zones. I have read in an ancient book that, within the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, there exists a kind of Holy Medicine that can repair the Spirit Sea..."

"The Emperor Fallen Mountain Range?!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen’s heart jolted. The Beiming Land naturally had many Restricted Zones, and since time immemorial, many cultivators had set foot within to seize their fortunes.

But fortune often came with endless perils. Over countless years, within those Restricted Zones, numerous heroes had fallen, and even contemporary powers, the Saint Venerable level experts, dared not easily enter.

Among these Restricted Zones, the one that caused the most fear was none other than the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range!

That was a true Life Forbidden Zone, where even Great Emperor level figures had been buried, hence the name Emperor Fallen Mountain Range was given.

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