Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 267 - 258: Palace (1st Update)

Chapter 267: Chapter 258: Palace (1st Update)

Buzz!

After pondering for a moment, Mo Wangchen suddenly came up with a plan, still smeared in the fresh blood from when he had just blasted Zhou Feng.

He dabbed a drop onto his fingertip and promptly activated the Face Changing Technique, and the next moment, his appearance transformed so drastically that even his demeanor became identical to Zhou Feng’s.

Whoosh!

Confirming that there were no flaws whatsoever, Mo Wangchen leapt out.

"Zhou Feng, where did you go just now?" The crowd turned their eyes towards him, and the speaker was Zhou Fan, who asked with a slight frown.

"I discovered some Source Stones over there, so I went to check them out." The Face Changing Technique was indeed miraculous, even his voice had become identical to Zhou Feng’s.

Zhou Fan and the others did not suspect anything, after all, how could they ever imagine that Zhou Feng had already been blasted by someone who could then transform into Zhou Feng’s appearance and appear here?

"So, the fissure above had been bursting with Source Power, not because there was a Source Stone Vein, but because there was a palace like this!" said the Great Elder of the Xuantian Sect.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. This palace was entirely constructed with Source Stones and was tremendously vast. If one really calculated, it likely contained at least a million Source Stones.

Buzz!

However, at that moment, the Source Stone-built palace suddenly started to shake, and the entire ground beneath also shook, alarming everyone who hastily stepped back.

Swoosh!

A gleam of luster flew out from inside the palace—it was an Ancient Holy Weapon.

"Seize it!"

All eyes gleamed with light, without saying another word, they swarmed ahead again, eager to snatch the Holy Weapon that had flown out.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Almost simultaneously, many more beams of light streaked out from the doors of the palace, each one an Ancient Holy Weapon or a treasure passed down from ancient times.

"Seize them!"

The scene immediately turned chaotic, driven by greed, everyone was irresistible to temptation, acting nearly crazed.

Mo Wangchen’s eyes were also filled with astonishment. This palace gave off an extremely oppressive feeling, and it was unclear how long it had existed. Even though it was buried underground, it still appeared magnificent to this day.

Swoosh!

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, a brilliance raced straight towards him, moving so fast that it instantly blasted a man who was too close into a mist of blood.

Mo Wangchen was startled, the Heavenly Dao Body burst forth to its utmost, he reached out, wanting to catch this oncoming object.

Boom!

The strong impact sent him flying, but fortunately, his body was extraordinary, and he eventually caught the flying object.

"What is this?"

After slowly exhaling a breath, Mo Wangchen looked at the object in his hand.

"A bag?" He paused for a moment—it was a dark golden bag made of silk. At that moment, three characters were mended on the outside of the bag.

Qiankun Bag!

"What is its use?" he wondered, since it had flown out from the palace, it surely was a treasure from the Ancient Times.

"Could it be similar to a Storage Bag?" Thinking this, Mo Wangchen moved his thoughts, opened the Qiankun Bag, and the next moment, a stone nearby was absorbed into it.

"Is it just for storage? Seems rather useless..."

He gave a wry smile, but didn’t think too much about it, and casually put away the Qiankun Bag.

Boom!

Suddenly, at the same time as the crowd was in disarray, Mo Wangchen looked up and saw that the people from the Ancient Martial Families and the Hidden Sects were using Holy Soldier Treasures to break the Forbidden seals at the palace’s entrance and then swarmed inside.

Mo Wangchen slightly frowned without a second thought, his body quickly swept forward, and he soon entered the palace as well.

"What a dense aura of Source Power..."

The moment he stepped into the palace, that overwhelming power of Source Power hit his face, making one’s breath slightly catch.

Looking around, inside the palace was only a large hall, yet it was completely empty.

"What is that?"

Those from the Ancient Martial Families and Hidden Sects who had entered first also halted in place, looking around, and soon someone pointed in a direction.

Everyone’s gaze followed, and in the central part of the palace, there was a four-sided chair, and at this moment, there was a figure sitting on that chair, head bowed, making the onlookers unable to see his face.

"Could it be an ancient person?" The Qiu Family’s Great Elder was startled and voiced the possibility.

"How long this palace has existed, how could there be someone inside? Even if there were, they would have long since died, right?" someone said in astonishment.

But as their eyes tried to discern, they could clearly see that the figure sitting on the four-sided chair hadn’t decayed nor turned skeletal; rather, it seemed like a living person!

Buzz! Buzz!

Inside Mo Wangchen, the Sword Embryo started trembling crazily as if excited. The next moment, Mo Wangchen was stunned to find that, within the palace, the dense Source Power began to flow continuously toward him.

Eventually, the Source Power around his body formed an invisible vortex, his body like a black hole, continually absorbing that Source Power.

Inside his Spirit Sea, a brilliant Golden Radiance now emanated, the Sword Embryo trembling madly as it absorbed all the Source Power.

Simultaneously, the Sword Embryo within the Spirit Sea, visible to the naked eye, began to transform, slowly taking the shape of a sword, as if it were being forged into something even more perfect.

Everyone’s faces showed shock as they noticed the anomaly occurring around Mo Wangchen. Zhou Fan furrowed his brows, his eyes full of confusion, "What’s happening?"

Buzz! Buzz!

The Sword Embryo continued its mad trembling; with the continuous absorption of Source Power, it finally took the form of a tiny golden sword, the sword blade sharp and potent.

"Ah!"

Simultaneously, as the golden sword seemed to have absorbed to saturation and could no longer continue to draw Source Power, it appeared very greedy, unsatisfied, unwilling to let go of any bit of Source Power, continuing to absorb. Ultimately, all the Source Power was stored inside Mo Wangchen’s Spirit Sea.

Such a situation had already made Mo Wangchen sweat profusely, his face covered in cold sweat. He only felt that his Spirit Sea might burst at any moment; if it were not for his Spirit Sea being several times larger than that of an ordinary person and solid as a rock, it would probably have exploded already.

Inside the Spirit Sea, that absorbed Source Power was rolling furiously, occasionally gushing out, nourishing Mo Wangchen’s Heavenly Dao Body. He could distinctly feel, under these circumstances, his physique was greatly enhanced!

Creak! Creak!

His facial bones also changed at this moment, the Face Changing Technique faded away, revealing his true appearance.

"What?!"

"What’s going on? He is not Zhou Feng?!"

"He is... the Piaomiao Saint?!"