Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 382 - 373: The Country Bumpkin

Chapter 382: Chapter 373: The Country Bumpkin

"The Fallen Immortal Forest is simply too vast; who knows where that Jiao Long could be hiding."

"Many who entered earlier have already retreated, leaving only the forces from the Big Powers still searching within. In total, there should be hundreds of people."

"It’s said that when the Jiao Long fled into the forest, it was already wounded by two Saint Venerables. Even so, the few of us, even if we found the Jiao Long, would probably have difficulty dealing with it."

In the forest not far away, Ye Qian and his three companions moved forward while discussing, their gaze surveying their surroundings as they talked.

"Don’t worry, as long as we can find the Jiao Long, I have a way to slay it and extract its Essence Blood," Ye Qian said confidently.

The other three nodded upon hearing this. Ye Qian was the strongest among them and also the Saint Heir of the Mountain Sea Sect, undoubtedly possessing many hidden strengths unknown to others.

"Who’s there?!" Suddenly, Ye Qian frowned, his gaze sharply turning to the side.

Hearing this, the others were startled. The Fallen Immortal Forest was fraught with danger, and anything could happen.

"It’s you?" When Ye Qian clearly saw Mo Wangchen and others emerging from the thick forest, his face showed surprise, followed quickly by a cold sneer, his gaze landing on Mo Wangchen, "You’re still alive? You really have a big life!"

"Did you want to kill me back at that Teleportation Array?" Mo Wangchen asked indifferently.

"Knowing that I wanted to kill you, and yet you dare show up; you really do have some guts."

Ye Qian sneered, looking down at Mo Wangchen, "Hand over that Emperor Weapon Sword, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."

"This kid talks too big; we’re all at Saint Level, and he’s acting like he can handle us?" said Gu Youyun, the fourth elder.

"Old Thirteen, should we flay him or pull his tendons?" Bai Jincheng, the third elder, holding a long spear, asked Mo Wangchen.

"I think it’s better to cripple their cultivation, break their limbs, and throw them here. After all, there’s no one around. If they die here, who’ll know it was us?" Zhuo Bufan suggested.

"It seems you all wish to die," Ye Qian said, his eyes narrowing and a murderous intent surfacing as he saw that Mo Wangchen and the others didn’t heed his words at all.

"Brother Ye, there’s no need for you to personally deal with these country bumpkins from the backwaters. Leave them to us."

A fancily dressed man stepped out from behind Ye Qian, he was at the sixth turn of the Nirvana Realm, and while scanning Mo Wangchen and the others, he chuckled, "You might outnumber us, but in the face of absolute strength, having more people won’t bring victory. The highest cultivation among you seems to be only at the fifth turn of Nirvana, with the lowest not even reaching the third. And you dared to call yourselves Saint Heirs?"

This man, Fang Chenshan, a Saint Heir of a certain big sect, believed with his cultivation at the sixth turn of Nirvana, he could easily sweep over Mo Wangchen and his group.

The entire Canglan Star Domain was extremely vast, within the Great Thousand Plane, nearly ten thousand young geniuses of the Saint Heir generation existed this era. Some monstrous talents had already stepped into the Saint Venerable rank. Though Fang Chenshan couldn’t compare with these monsters, he didn’t take these thirteen unknown Saint Heirs who emerged from who knows where seriously.

"We’ve been underestimated."

"These talents from the Outer World are truly prouder than the last; now that’s quite the sight."

"This kid called us country bumpkins; Old Three, why don’t you show him some real action," said the seventh elder, Cao Mingle.

As the third elder, Bai Jincheng, with his long spear and combat intent swirling in his eyes, was about to step out, he was stopped by Wu Lingfeng, "Let me do it. His cultivation is not weak, having reached the sixth turn of Nirvana. It would be a bit difficult for you to take the field."

After speaking, Wu Lingfeng stepped forward, his gaze resting on Fang Chenshan, "I’ve always heard that the Outer World is filled with numerous prodigies. Let me see just how strong you can be."

"Tiannan?"

Hearing Wu Lingfeng’s words, Ye Qian and the others were taken aback, exchanged glances, and Fang Chenshan scoffed, "So it’s someone from Tiannan. No wonder we haven’t seen you before. To think that a place so remote can produce someone at fifth turn Nirvana like you; that’s quite impressive. I will indulge you in a good fight."

"This person should be the strongest among them, be careful," Ye Qian warned.

Fang Chenshan nodded but seemed not to take the warning to heart. He indeed felt that among Mo Wangchen and the others, only Wu Lingfeng had a significantly stronger aura, perhaps worthy of his full attention. The others were not worth considering.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Fang Chenshan made the first move. His body moved swiftly, turning into a black shadow, ghost-like as he charged straight at Wu Lingfeng.

Boom!

When he was within ten steps of Wu Lingfeng, Fang Chenshan pushed out his palm, a terrifying wave erupting like a volcano from his palm center, launching an attack on Wu Lingfeng.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Wu Lingfeng’s face showed he dared not underestimate his opponent, who was after all a small realm higher than himself.

He stomped on the ground, his body soaring into the air to dodge the attack, while simultaneously pressing down with one hand. A massive hand emerged from the void, covering the sky above Fang Chenshan like a mountain bearing down, with an imposing momentum.

"Break!"

Fang Chenshan’s eyes narrowed slightly. Wu Lingfeng indeed had some ability that forced him to face and seriously deal with the situation, but it was not enough to truly threaten him.

He slightly tilted his head back and threw out a palm strike in mid-air, a yellowish hand rising to meet the attack.

Rumble!

The two ethereal hand seals collided, exploding with a deafening roar and sending shockwaves in all directions.

Whoosh!

Fang Chenshan’s figure leapt up, flying higher into the sky and heading straight for Wu Lingfeng. His eyes flickering with cold light, he reached Wu Lingfeng in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

He let out a cold laugh, with a terrifying energy already gathered around his fist, and he viciously smashed it towards Wu Lingfeng’s chest, intending to blast him on the spot.

Bang!

However, just as he thought he was about to succeed, he saw Wu Lingfeng respond with a cold smile, showing no fear whatsoever, and counterattacked with a punch that came crashing down like a mountain.

"Ah!"

A scream pierced the air, and in the next moment, Mo Wangchen and the others could see Fang Chenshan’s arm explode under Wu Lingfeng’s punch, his body flying backward and crashing not far in front of Ye Qian and the others.

"What?!"

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Ye Qian and his companions instantly changed expressions, their eyes filled with astonishment, clearly not expecting such an outcome.

"If this kid had competed in spiritual power with the tenth, he might have actually been able to suppress him. The mistake was that he actually chose to engage in close combat."

"The True Dragon Body is also known as the Beiming Divine Body. Looking across Tiannan, aside from the thirteenth Divine King Body, there aren’t many who can rival the tenth."

From behind, the crowd discussed. Facing Wu Lingfeng’s overwhelming explosion of Fang Chenshan’s arm, they were not too surprised, as they had expected it.

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