Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 484 - 475: Arrival in the Eastern Desolate, Slaying the Mighty of the Yao Clan!

Chapter 484: Chapter 475: Arrival in the Eastern Desolate, Slaying the Mighty of the Yao Clan!

Then, Mo Wangchen handed over the Creation Heart Connection Pill to Lin Tianwang.

On that same day, he left the Lin Family alone, left Yan City.

He directly opened the Domain Gate and descended into the Eastern Desolate.

In the midst of the continuous mountain ranges, there was a mountain gate shrouded by an eerie black mist all around.

That place was precisely where the Yao Clan resided, and Mo Wangchen, on his own, arrived in front of the demon clan’s mountain gate.

With a thought, the Tian Nan Town Domain Tripod was summoned by Mo Wangchen, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a mountain.

Once the tripod smashed down, the Protective Array around the demon clan’s mountain gate instantly crumbled into dust, shaking the entire land and affecting a thousand-mile radius.

"What’s happened?"

At this moment, not just the people from the Yao Clan, but all cultivators from nearby cities were startled and looked up.

"Someone is attacking the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan?"

"Who is that? They directly shattered the demon clan’s Mountain Protection Array. Could it be that an Emperor Realm Great Power has arrived?"

"It’s him, the young man who not long ago, in Beiming, slew a Peak of Saint Venerable Realm power from the Yao Clan!"

Before long, many cultivators rushed over upon hearing the news, and Mo Wangchen, whose appearance had also been altered by the Face Changing Technique, was present.

"You impudent junior!"

Several figures dashed out from within the demon clan’s mountain gate, each exuding a soaring momentum that was terrifying.

"The Nine Ancestors of the Yao Clan!"

"What Nine Ancestors? There are only eight left now; one was killed not too long ago!"

Now, the eight figures who appeared, each one had reached the Peak of Saint Venerable Realm, ancestors who the Yao Clan had awakened over the past two years.

With eight Peak of Saint Venerable Realm creatures, such a lineup was no weaker than that of Canglan’s top-tier forces. The Yao Clan of today was considered a first-class presence throughout the whole of Canglan.

"Daring to come here seeking death, boy, for killing our clan’s members, today I shall behead you and hang your head high over Tiannan to show the might of our Yao Clan," declared one of the eight, a cold huff in his voice as a rolling murderous intent filled his eyes.

As his words ended, he made the first move. The Divine Rainbow within his body streaked out, transforming into a colossal Qiongqi Dharma Form. Its wings spread wide, obstructing the Heavenly Vault, filling the entire place with demonic aura.

"Roar!"

The Qiongqi roared, its blood-red eyes like lightning bolts. it transformed into twin Thunder Dragons, striking at Mo Wangchen with astonishing ferocity.

Crack!

Mo Wangchen’s Finger Light was unleashed with a casual flick in the air. The invisible Finger Light burst the Thunder Dragons instantly and, to the shock of everyone present, it pierced directly through the Qiongqi’s skull, causing it to dissipate into nothingness.

"I am here precisely to cause trouble for your Yao Clan."

He spoke indifferently as he took a step forward, a fearsome aura exploding from his body, startling everyone around.

"Who in the world are you?!" a powerful being from the Yao Clan bellowed.

"Your slayer!"

Mo Wangchen sneered, and with a flip of his hand, a massive Hand Seal emerged in the air above, ruthlessly pressing down on one of them.

"Arrogant!" snapped that person, raising a palm to meet the attack. A terrifying current of energy stirred wildly, making onlookers tremble with fear. A black Demon Palm tore through the void.

In the end, their giant palms met, as if heaven and earth collided, the space thundering, revealing numerous astonishing cracks.

Boom!

A distant mountain, affected by the energy from the collision, crumbled down, flattening to the ground!

"Strike together, suppress him!" One of them, sensing Mo Wangchen’s extraordinary strength, ordered.

The eight acted in unison, converging on Mo Wangchen, their demonic qi soaring, causing the onlooking cultivators to pale.

"He’s fighting alone against eight at the Peak of Saint Venerable Realm?!"

"Madness! Who else in this world besides an Emperor Realm Great Power has such gall? Who exactly is he?"

"Judging by his appearance, he doesn’t seem old; could he be some Saint Heir?"

"Among the All Saints, Zhao Yihang is deemed the most powerful, but even he is probably only at the fifth or sixth heaven of the Saint Venerable Realm, just barely able to fight against an older generation’s Peak Saint Venerable power. But eight... it’s unthinkable!"

All around, not a single person wasn’t surprised; among the younger generation, although there were quite a few monstrous individuals, none were monstrous to this extent.

"If the Divine King Body were still alive, even he probably wouldn’t dare to face eight Peak Saint Venerable powerhouses alone."

"Could this be some genius of a great force that has yet to make its appearance?"

In the Great Thousand Plane, the strong were many, and prodigies emerged one after another. This world still hid untold numbers of super forces yet to emerge, but even taking the best case scenario, it wasn’t possible for them to have cultivated someone so terrifying, was it?

Boom!

As everyone was discussing fervently, Mo Wangchen, faced with the eight advancing Demon Clan powers, did not shrink back. He formed a Dharma Seal with his fingers and extended his hand.

A hand that could cover the sky covered the entire area ahead, carrying with it a terrible aura of destruction as it slammed towards one of them.

"Ah!"

In an instant, the Demon Clan power covered by the hand let out a scream and was annihilated on the spot.

"Hiss!"

Faced with this unexpected scene, everyone in the venue took a sharp intake of breath, their eyes filled with shock.

"With one palm, he killed a great power; just who is this person?"

"That palm just now contained a kind of extremely profound Tao Law essence, but what exactly is it?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to imagine just how powerful Mo Wangchen could be.

In fact, that palm strike just now had merged with the power of the True Technique of Fighting, and moreover, he had cultivated the Immortal Scripture. His Spiritual Power condensed into his palm which subtly carried a Supreme Immortal Might, extremely difficult to resist.

"Kill him quickly!"

Despite the simultaneous attack of eight, Mo Wangchen had still slain one of them, making the remaining seven Demon Clan powers look extremely ugly.

Then they saw that all seven made their move at the same time, pointing into the air, shooting out terrifying black Finger Lights that interwove and connected during their flight, forming a massive net.

The giant net covered Mo Wangchen’s entire head, as if it could capture the Heavenly Vault itself, pressing down ferociously towards Mo Wangchen.

"Hmph!"

Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, his figure suspended in mid-air, his clothes fluttering, exuding the domineering presence of a king who could sweep across the world.

His two fingers came together, using the fingers as a sword, repeatedly slashing through the void.

Sssss!

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of terrifying Finger Lights sliced through the void. Each one was several yards long and flew out densely, shredding the black net to pieces.

"Kill!"

He shouted coldly, launching a proactive attack and transforming into a Shield Light, moving with unbelievable speed. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of a Demon Clan power.

Boom!

His fist erupted in dazzling light, like a smashing award.

"Court death!"

That Saint Venerable power sneered coldly. As a member of the Demon Clan, his Body was naturally much stronger than that of ordinary Cultivators, and seeing Mo Wangchen daring to engage in close combat with him was undoubtedly a suicidal act.

However, the next moment, when he threw his fist, attempting to collide with Mo Wangchen, his arm was blown to smithereens by Mo Wangchen’s punch.

A scream echoed between Heaven and Earth, and Mo Wangchen’s hand continued to reach out, slapping towards the opponent’s head.

Bang!

A dull explosion resounded as that Saint Venerable power’s head burst on impact, and his headless body fell towards the ground.

"Another one dead..."

All around, many swallowed, their faces indescribable with horror.

"Who is this person...?"

"With such a bold move, does he intend to kill all the Demon Clan powers?"

"With such an invincible demeanor, it’s impossible for him to be a nobody; where exactly does he come from?"

PS: Third update, I need to go out; I will continue updating when I return tonight.