Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 397 - 388: Annihilation!

Chapter 397: Chapter 388: Annihilation!

Mo Wangchen returned to Beiming Land but did not go back to the Mo Family. Instead, he came to Piaomiao Palace.

"What’s going on?"

He saw the Piaomiao Saint Venerable, whose face seemed much older than before, and looked somewhat weak and exhausted, sitting cross-legged in the grand hall.

"My lifespan is nearly exhausted, and I could perish at any moment." The Piaomiao Saint Venerable slowly opened his eyes.

"I have many Holy Medicines on me." Mo Wangchen frowned. When the Piaomiao Saint Venerable entered the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range to pick Holy Medicines for him, his lifespan was already at its end. In the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, his lifespan depleted even faster, and now he was on the verge of perishing.

"It’s useless..."

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable shook his head. "Some miraculous Holy Medicines can resurrect the dead and regenerate flesh, but lifespan is determined by Heaven and cannot be reversed. Moreover, for someone like me, who has reached the Saint Venerable Realm and comprehended the Tao Law, forcing fate would bring the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and result in total annihilation."

"The Heavenly Dao..."

"What exactly is it?"

Mo Wangchen frowned. He could refine the Life Extension Pill, but if even Holy Medicines were ineffective, Alchemy would be even more futile.

"Heaven cannot be defied. In this world, there are existences beyond your knowledge, controlling everything." The Piaomiao Saint Venerable was silent for a long time before speaking.

Piaomiao Palace had inherited many secrets from ancient times. The ancient books recorded much that was unknown, and he knew a lot.

"Is it the ’Heavenly Vault Eye’?" Mo Wangchen asked.

The Piaomiao Saint Venerable remained silent. He looked at Mo Wangchen and, after a long period, finally said, "Now that you have the Divine King Inheritance, after I leave, all the affairs of Piaomiao Palace will rest on your shoulders. Remember never to let the inheritance of Piaomiao be severed."

...

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During this half month, Mo Wangchen stayed by the Piaomiao Saint Venerable’s side. He told no one about the Piaomiao Saint Venerable’s impending demise.

On this day, after the Piaomiao Saint Venerable carefully explained the Tao Laws he comprehended to Mo Wangchen, he fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Wangchen sat there quietly, lost in thought.

"Fate cannot be defied. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are destinies that no one can escape. Everyone seeks eternal life, but does eternal life truly exist?"

"Mighty as the Divine King Ling Changkong from a hundred thousand years ago, in the end, he was nothing but a pile of white bones..."

He spoke to himself, feeling deeply moved by the Piaomiao Saint Venerable’s demise.

On this day, snow fell on Piaomiao Palace, covering the entire Mountain Gate in a white blanket. The rivers at the foot of the mountain froze, as if the entire Sect mourned the passing of the Piaomiao Saint Venerable.

Mo Wangchen buried him at the foot of the mountain, where the grave lay by the river, surrounded by towering trees.

He sat cross-legged in front of the grave, guarding it for a whole month. During this time, it continued to snow in Piaomiao Palace, and the snowflakes that fell on Mo Wangchen’s body instantly turned into water, evaporated by the Divine King Body.

"When snowflakes fall from the sky, their life blooms during this process. Once they hit the ground, it marks the end of their existence. This is the life of a snowflake, short yet magnificent."

"And those that do not touch the ground, or are evaporated into mist, rise back to the sky. Is this reincarnation..."

Mo Wangchen fell into a peculiar state, sitting quietly, seemingly isolated from the world.

Boom!

Who knows how much time had passed when suddenly his head buzzed, waking him from that mystical state. His face turned slightly pale, and a trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

"I have unintentionally comprehended the Tao Law!"

This was something only a Saint Venerable could comprehend, yet Mo Wangchen was only at the Nirvana Realm, fifth turn. If he continued to fall into that state, it would surely injure his mind.

He let out a slow breath, his face showing a trace of lingering fear, and stood up, not daring to think further.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the sky above rippled slightly, and a terrifying aura descended, causing Mo Wangchen’s expression to change.

"Someone is attacking the Mountain Protection Array?" He frowned, lifting his body into the air and approaching the mountaintop.

Looking afar, he saw an old man with full white hair fluttering in the wind. In the old man’s hand was a giant axe, emitting a surging demonic aura, inspiring awe.

"Is he from the Yao Clan?" Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, his gaze sharpening. The giant axe was a Demon Emperor Holy Weapon.

Now, the old man wielded the giant axe, attacking Piaomiao Palace’s Mountain Protection Array. From head to toe, he emanated a chilling aura, likely at least of the seventh heavenly level of the Saint Venerable.

"You little brat, come out and die!" The old man’s voice thundered as he spotted Mo Wangchen. Upon uttering these words, the giant axe slashed down once more, causing the entire array to vibrate violently.

Mo Wangchen had heard that the Yao Clan awakened an old ancestor, presumably the old man before him.

"Now that I have obtained the Hidden Dragon Token, do you dare to kill me?" Mo Wangchen squinted, staring intently at the old man.

"What of the Hidden Dragon Token? The Hidden Dragon Academy has not yet opened, so you are not truly a Hidden Dragon Disciple. You killed someone from the Yao Clan. Regardless, today I will destroy you!" The old man roared, his voice earth-shaking, echoing for thousands of miles.

Many were alarmed, rushing over. When they saw the elderly holding a giant axe attacking Piaomiao Palace’s Mountain Gate, they were astonished.

"The Yao Clan can’t sit still any longer. A Peak Saint Venerable has descended personally to exterminate the Divine King Body!"

As this news spread, it quickly circulated throughout Beiming, drawing innumerable people.

"Is he insane, daring to kill in Beiming!"

"This old ancestor of the Yao Clan, with all-encompassing cultivation, has nearly reached the Peak of Saint Venerable. Currently, in Tiannan, apart from the Reincarnated Buddha in West Earth Spirit Mountain, no one can rival him."

A large number of figures gathered far from Piaomiao Palace’s Mountain Gate. Someone wondered, "Why doesn’t the Piaomiao Saint Venerable intervene? Even if he’s no match, he could disturb them a bit. Otherwise, if allowed to attack the array like this, it won’t be long before it’s broken."

"It’s snowing in Piaomiao Palace!"

Soon, someone noticed the scene within Piaomiao Palace. "The mountain gates of Piaomiao Palace are self-contained worlds, like spring all year round. How could it possibly snow?"

"I’ve heard that this anomaly only appears when the Palace Master perishes; could it be that the Piaomiao Saint Venerable has already perished?"

"No wonder the Yao Clan’s old ancestor attacked at this time. He must have deduced the Piaomiao Saint Venerable’s demise. With a Demon Emperor Holy Weapon in hand, unless top-tier Saint Venerable experts intervene today, the Divine King Body is doomed!"

"Doesn’t the Lin Family have two Saint Venerables? I wonder if they are aware."

"Even if Lin Tianwang and Lin Mengyao were to rush over now, they might not be able to stop this Yao Clan ancestor."

Someone shook their head. The Yao Clan ancestor was too powerful. Judging purely by aura, the opponent’s strength was undoubtedly among the pinnacle of Tiannan.

PS: The fourth update. There’s still one more update today. I kindly ask for some recommendation votes.