Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 429 - 420: Meeting with the Great Emperor

Chapter 429: Chapter 420: Meeting with the Great Emperor

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

A hundred-yard sword shadow fell, slaying Baili Qi on the spot and scattering his blood into mist.

This scene was witnessed by all, shock evident in their eyes.

Because from the beginning, everyone thought that it would be Mo Wangchen who would be killed by Baili Qi.

Yet now, the scene unfolding before them was the exact opposite of what they had anticipated.

Baili Qi had been slain, died at the hands of Mo Wangchen, died under the sword of a youth who had only reached the Nirvana Realm and had not even stepped into the realm of a Saint Venerable.

"How is this possible..."

Min Huan Practitioners, fear mingled with the shock in everyone’s eyes.

"Kill!!!"

At that moment, all the Heavenly Gang Practitioners erupted into frenzied war cries that filled the sky; Mo Wangchen’s recent action had instantly boosted their morale.

"Hmm?"

However, faced with everyone’s reactions, Mo Wangchen furrowed his brows as if he had discovered something—he could sense that his Battle Merit Token had not recorded the merits of slaying Baili Qi.

Baili Qi was not dead yet!

Buzz!

Sure enough, as he turned his gaze over, he was astonished to see that Baili Qi, who had been scattered into a mist by his sword, was now recondensing back into a human form.

Finally, Baili Qi resurrected, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, with a blood-red Jade Pendant hanging around his waist which shattered in an instant as his body reformed, dissipating into nothingness.

It was a life-saving Magical Treasure; during the previous moment, he had not died—the Jade Pendant had shielded him from a fatal blow.

Swoosh!

He swiftly retreated, fleeing towards the distance, seeming to want to exit the battlefield and no longer stay.

"Thinking of running?!"

Mo Wangchen let out a cold snort as Holy Light swirled around him. He stowed away the Emperor Sword, and the Divine Bow appeared in his hands.

Narrowing his eyes, Mo Wangchen drew the Divine Bow to its full extent, Spiritual Power consolidating into mystery, guiding a strand of Divine Thought onto the arrow.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the arrow tore through the air with an astonishing force, several times stronger than any arrow Mo Wangchen had ever shot before.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Wherever the arrow passed, the air surged like a falling star, unstoppable in its might, and in the blink of an eye, it struck Baili Qi, who had fled a thousand yards away.

Boom!

The explosion resonated across the entire battlefield, the arrow struck upon Baili Qi’s head, shattering it entirely and turning him into a headless corpse that fell to the ground.

"Bring this person to me!"

Atop the city tower in Skywind Pass, Emperor Xingtian watched Mo Wangchen in the air, holding the Divine Bow, and spoke indifferently.

"Yes!"

A middle-aged man at the peak of Saint Venerable emerged from behind him, his body leaping through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he dove into the chaotic battlefield.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

After killing Baili Qi, Mo Wangchen dashed through the battlefield, firing the Divine Bow, his arrows piercing through the masses. He had now become the focus of the battlefield, changing the color of every Min Huan Practitioner where he went.

Yet, every single one of those men was slain by an arrow from Mo Wangchen!

Buzz!

Suddenly, above the sky, a huge demon palm emerged, obscuring the sun and bringing with it a terrifying aura. The power imbued with the True Meaning of Tao radiated, causing people’s scalps to tingle.

At the moment of its appearance, the demon palm thundered down, shaking Mo Wangchen to his core because he saw that the palm was targeting him.

"Peak of Saint Venerable?!"

Mo Wangchen’s gaze sharpened; the demon palm was too terrifying. The person who made the move had definitely reached the Peak of Saint Venerable.

Although the battlefield here was chaotic with nearly a hundred thousand people fighting, generally speaking, an Emperor Realm Great Power wouldn’t easily join the fray, let alone a power at the Peak of Saint Venerable.

At this moment, because he had slain Baili Qi, had the Min Huan side finally been unable to sit still?

"Hmph!"

Just as Mo Wangchen was uncertain how to resist the descending demon palm, suddenly, a cold snort came from behind him. He saw the middle-aged man who had walked out from behind Emperor Xingtian was now rapidly approaching.

As he moved, his palm flipped and pressed upwards; a huge earthy-yellow handprint appeared and collided with the demon palm.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resonated, deafening, with shockwaves from their clash eradicating nearly a hundred people engaged in battle, reducing them to dust on the spot!

"You Min Huan Practitioners dare to disregard the rules, allowing a Peak of Saint Venerable to make a move?!"

The middle-aged man arrived in front of Mo Wangchen, slightly tilting his head to gaze at the sky above, where a Min Huan Saint Venerable power stood.

"Rules?"

The other side sneered, "I don’t recall there ever being such rules..."

Indeed, the peak powers refraining from combat was not a clear rule, but an unspoken agreement tacitly acknowledged by both sides.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and paid no further attention, instead turning to Mo Wangchen, "Emperor Venerable wishes to meet you..."

"Emperor Venerable?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen was shocked. With such a title, in the current Heavenly Gang, there were only a few, and at this moment in Skywind Pass, the one the middle-aged man referred to as ’Emperor Venerable’ would be none other than Emperor Xingtian himself!

Thinking this, Mo Wangchen looked back, his gaze piercing through most of the battlefield, seeing that atop the city tower of Skywind Pass, a middle-aged man was also looking towards him.

Their eyes met, causing another shock to Mo Wangchen’s heart; this was his first time facing an Emperor Realm Great Power.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Wangchen withdrew his gaze, only to find that the middle-aged man who had just delivered the message was already locked in battle with the Min Huan Peak of Saint Venerable and the boundless sky above.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

His Divine Bow released a flurry of shots, and simultaneously, his figure began to move toward the direction of the city tower. Any Min Huan Practitioner who caught Mo Wangchen’s eye was shot down without fail.

...

Flying swiftly, Mo Wangchen killed countless people, his originally silver-white battle armor now soaked with fresh blood.

Finally, he arrived at the city tower, holding the Divine Bow as he landed gently.

His gaze moved forward, resting eventually on Emperor Xingtian who stood in front of the crowd.

"I’ve seen Emperor Venerable!"

Mo Wangchen stowed the Divine Bow and bowed his hands, for this was an Emperor Realm Great Power. Since he had met Ning Xuan here, the person before his eyes must also be a Great Emperor figure from Canglan a million years ago.

This was an Ancient Saint from Canglan!

"What brings you here?"

Emperor Xingtian’s gaze was piercing as he looked at Mo Wangchen, speaking indifferently.

Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, not quite understanding the implication behind his words.

"What brings you all here?" Emperor Xingtian asked once more.

This time, Mo Wangchen understood, and his heart shook. He had realized that Emperor Xingtian likely knew something.

Knew that everything here wasn’t real, but rather a reenactment of events from tens of thousands of years ago...