Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 300 - 291 Emperor Realm Great Power!

Chapter 300: Chapter 291 Emperor Realm Great Power!

Piaomiao Saint Venerable, who had just awoken, had a look of bewilderment in his eyes and took quite a while to regain his composure.

"You... why are you here?!"

He saw Mo Wangchen, his face filled with shock, completely clueless as to what had happened.

In fact, after being petrified into stone by the Holy Medicine, Piaomiao Saint Venerable had lost all sense of time. In his view, his mere attempt to pick the Holy Medicine had just happened.

He didn’t realize that, in fact, more than a year had passed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as Mo Wangchen was about to say something, suddenly, the whole cave began to shake.

From deeper within the cave entrance, a terrifying aura was emanating, causing the complexions of both Mo Wangchen and Piaomiao Saint Venerable to change instantly.

When they looked up, they could see many streaks of white light shining; deep within the cave entrance were all sorts of Holy Medicine.

But now, the gazes of the two men weren’t directed toward those Holy Medicines, because at this moment, deep within the cave entrance, a living figure had appeared – not a skeleton, but a person of blood and flesh!

Both faces registered shock – a living person existed within the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range?!

That figure was slowly walking towards them, his stature as imposing as a mountain, each step he took was immensely heavy, causing the earth to tremble.

"Is that him?!" When Piaomiao Saint Venerable had a clear view of the man’s features, his face grew even more astonished, with an inner turmoil that was hard to contain.

"Who?" Mo Wangchen asked, frowning.

With a voice trembling and filled with disbelief, Piaomiao Saint Venerable said, "The... True Martial Emperor!"

"What?!" Mo Wangchen’s expression changed drastically. Wasn’t the True Martial Emperor the Emperor Realm Great Power that had astounded an era three hundred thousand years ago?

Possessing the True Dragon Body, the Divine Body of his time, during the True Martial Emperor’s era, he had swept across Beiming, subjugating all strong adversaries; no one could match him, and hence he embarked on the path to becoming a true emperor.

Yet, at this moment, an Emperor Realm Great Power from three hundred thousand years ago had unexpectedly appeared in the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range!

What was even more astonishing was that, at this moment, he appeared as though he had never died, his body perfectly preserved, slowly approaching.

"This is wrong!"

Mo Wangchen was startled as he observed that the True Martial Emperor’s eyes were utterly hollow, devoid of any focus, like a Puppet.

He suddenly recalled something, "He’s already dead! It seems as though something is controlling him now – he’s a Puppet!"

"Puppet?!"

Piaomiao Saint Venerable was astounded. What kind of terrifying entity could turn an Emperor Realm Great Power into a Puppet?

"Let’s go!"

Mo Wangchen shouted commandingly, not hesitating for one bit as he took Piaomiao Saint Venerable and turned, running towards the outside of the cave.

Earlier on the way up the mountain, when the myriad skeletons had attacked him, it wasn’t hard to imagine that the True Martial Emperor must now be controlled just like them. If the True Martial Emperor were to strike, even with his Divine King Body at Great Success, Mo Wangchen would not have the slightest bit of resistance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground continued to tremble; each step from the True Martial Emperor was like a moving mountain.

Not until Mo Wangchen and Piaomiao Saint Venerable had completely fled the cave did the trembling finally cease.

"He seems to be confined within the cave and can’t come out!"

Mo Wangchen thought of this possibility and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"How astonishing," the Piaomiao Saint Venerable murmured, still unable to calm his inner turmoil. "An Emperor Realm Great Power from 300,000 years ago, his body preserved so perfectly. What’s even more incredible is that he has become a Puppet?!"

That was the True Martial Emperor, a figure who had astounded an era 300,000 years ago. To this day, Beiming still had many legends about him circulating. What kind of terrifying existence could possibly make such a person into a Puppet, to be controlled at will?

"Let’s leave this place first." Mo Wangchen frowned. Although he too had many questions in his heart, clearly now was not the time for contemplation. He could withstand the longevity curse, but the Piaomiao Saint Venerable could not.

Previously sealed by the Holy Medicine and turned to stone, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable’s longevity had been preserved without diminishing.

But now that he had awakened, Mo Wangchen could see that just by walking out of the cave, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable had already aged considerably.

...

Rumble rumble!

As Mo Wangchen and the Piaomiao Saint Venerable descended from the mountain peak, the bones on the mountain came back to life and swarmed towards them, intending to drown them and erase them on the spot.

"What’s happening?"

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable exclaimed in shock, "When I ascended the mountain back then, these bones did move, but they didn’t actively attack people, and they moved exceedingly slow!"

Hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but frown.

If it really was as the Piaomiao Saint Venerable said, then why, after he appeared, did these bones seem to be stimulated, swarming crazily towards him?

Was it directed at him alone?!

"Follow me!" While thinking this, the bones were already surging towards them, and Mo Wangchen shouted deeply, making way in front.

Boom boom!

Boom boom!

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable stood behind, the bones simply ignoring him, instead rushing madly towards Mo Wangchen.

Watching Mo Wangchen punch and shatter the bones one by one, he couldn’t help but stare in amazement.

"Has he already achieved a Great Success God King’s body?!" He was astonished, it took quite some time to regain his senses, and he hurriedly ran down the mountain.

The bones all surged towards Mo Wangchen without paying any attention to the Piaomiao Saint Venerable, as if he didn’t exist, so quickly, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable reached the bottom of the mountain and looked around.

Mo Wangchen had fought his way down from the mountain top, countless bones shattered by his hands, but despite this, their numbers were still astonishing.

"Go!"

After clearing a path, Mo Wangchen finally reached the bottom of the mountain as well, but the bones did not retreat. They continued to rush towards him.

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable didn’t dare hesitate. Although the bones targeted Mo Wangchen, if they trampled over him, he might well be crushed into a pulp on the spot.

The two of them ran at the fastest speed through the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range until two days later, they finally shook off those bones and saw no trace of them anymore.

Now, Mo Wangchen finally let out a long breath, "Why are those bones only targeting me?"

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable also frowned, his eyes filled with confusion, unable to comprehend the reason. He looked at Mo Wangchen and asked, "Why aren’t you affected by the Curse Power?"

In the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, those who enter will have their longevity diminish and gradually age, yet now, Mo Wangchen appeared to be unchanged.

"It’s a long story. A lot has happened since you left the Piaomiao Palace. Let’s talk as we go." Mo Wangchen said thus.

Immediately, the two of them continued to flee at the fastest speed and after several days, they finally left the domain of the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range.

PS: Sixth update, one more to come later.