Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 587 - 578: Qualification

Chapter 587: Chapter 578: Qualification

"Is it you? Mo Wangchen?"

Upon Feng Wuheng’s words, expressions of surprise briefly flickered across the faces of everyone present.

After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted into commotion.

"What? Mo Wangchen?!"

"He is Mo Wangchen, the one with the Divine King Body?"

"People were just discussing him here, I never imagined he would actually appear!"

Everyone was astonished, finding it somewhat unbelievable. Mo Wangchen’s name had come up just as they had been discussing the various heroes of the world.

And now, he had truly appeared before them.

"There really are quite a few familiar faces..."

Having his identity revealed by Feng Wuheng, Mo Wangchen offered a faint smile and nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders.

"Is he Mo Wangchen?"

Within the crowd, Zheng Chengtao’s pupils constricted, and his expression turned somewhat unsightly.

He could not have anticipated that the man in white who had wounded him with a single finger was the same monstrous genius whose fame had recently skyrocketed in the Northern Immortal Domain.

"It all makes sense now..."

Above in the sky, Zheng Chengming narrowed his eyes. He had been wondering who could be so formidable as to possess combat power akin to the Emperor Realm at the Saint Venerable Realm.

It turned out this person was Mo Wangchen!

Zheng Chengming, of course, had heard quite a bit about Mo Wangchen’s reputation.

This was a monster who could clash head-on with Ye Wudao, a pinnacle genius comparable to the Divine Sons of this era!

Not far from Zheng Chengming in the sky, in another direction, Feng Wuheng turned his body while Xia Jiujian also slightly squinted his eyes, a veiled battle intent flickering within.

He was a Divine Son of the Sword Sect, with swordsmanship so accomplished it was divine, known as the top Sword Dao prodigy among the young generation in the Northern Immortal Domain.

Early on, he had heard that Mo Wangchen excelled in both alchemy and martial arts, his swordsmanship was outstanding, and he had even comprehended Sword Intent.

Now that he had seen Mo Wangchen in person, it was natural that Xia Jiujian felt an itching desire to spar with him and determine whose swordsmanship was superior!

"I’ve long heard of Brother Mo’s great reputation, and seeing you today, it is indeed well-deserved. My respects!"

Although he was eager for a match, Xia Jiujian still subdued his battle intent, smiling and politely giving Mo Wangchen a fist-and-palm salute across the distance.

Mo Wangchen turned his gaze to Xia Jiujian, sensing his extraordinary nature from the first time they met.

A piercingly sharp aura seemed to emanate from between his brows, and his eyes were like sword light, able to penetrate the heart. Looking him in the eye instilled an inexplicable sense of reverence in others.

It was evident that Xia Jiujian’s proficiency in swordsmanship was extraordinary. Standing in the void, he resembled a Divine Sword, commanding respect.

Watching Xia Jiujian, Mo Wangchen finally nodded in acknowledgment. This man’s cultivation was profoundly unfathomable, instilling a sense of danger, and unless necessary, he had no desire for conflict.

"Brother Zheng, perhaps there has been some misunderstanding between you and Brother Mo. Why not come with me to the Baihua Waterfall and we can sit down and talk it through? Whatever misunderstandings there are, let’s clear them up face to face, shall we?"

Xia Jiujian turned his gaze towards Zheng Chengming, smiling as he spoke.

On hearing this, Zheng Chengming snorted coldly but could only nod, shifting his gaze away from Mo Wangchen.

"Brother Mo, would you be interested in joining us? By now, all the Divine Sons from various places have arrived at the Baihua Waterfall. I’m sure they’re all long in awe of you."

Xia Jiujian extended the invitation to Mo Wangchen once again.

"Given that, there’s no harm in taking a look." Mo Wangchen didn’t refuse. He had come to Baihua Garden precisely to gauge the monstrous geniuses from all over the Northern Immortal Domain. Now, beneath the Baihua Waterfall gathered the most outstanding young figures of the domain, and naturally, he wanted to see for himself.

"Hmph!"

But just as Mo Wangchen’s words had fallen, only to hear Feng Wuheng, who had been gloomy-faced beside Xia Jiujian, let out a cold snort. He looked over and spoke bluntly, "Beneath the Baihua Waterfall, there are only Divine Sons from all around. Without the status of a Divine Son, do you really have the audacity to go?"

"Divine Son or not, it’s merely a title, after all. What’s the difference to me whether one is a Divine Son or not?"

Mo Wangchen responded with a cold smile, having anticipated Feng Wuheng’s deliberate troublemaking.

"Are you belittling all the Divine Sons in the world?"

Hearing his words, Feng Wuheng’s face also revealed a sneer. "Every person acknowledged as a Divine Son is a heaven-defying talent, destined to make a name for themselves and likely to become the next generation Saint Master in various Sacred Lands. In your mouth, these figures are worth so little?"

"Don’t falsely accuse me. When have I ever belittled the Divine Sons of this world?"

Mo Wangchen’s demeanor remained calm and unshaken as he faced Feng Wuheng, "I’m only belittling you. If even someone like you can attend, do you think I don’t have the qualifications?"

"You!"

Feng Wuheng’s complexion sank in an instant, looking rather unpleased. He really wanted to strike then and there, but facing Mo Wangchen, he had no confidence he could prevail.

"Since everyone can gather here today, it’s a kind of fate. Why not put aside past grievances for now?"

Just then, Xia Jiujian stepped forward. His face always carried a faint smile, inscrutable about his internal thoughts.

It was not hard to understand, given that he was the initiator of this gathering.

"It doesn’t bother me, but I’m not so sure about some people. It seems some have forgotten pain after their scars healed. Truthfully, I wouldn’t mind taking action once more."

Mo Wangchen looked at Feng Wuheng, his face carrying a light smile, his eyes full of provocation, aiming to force the other party to make the first move so that he could suppress him in return.

"Brother Feng..."

Xia Jiujian looked at Feng Wuheng with a slight frown. Now that he had spoken up, if the other party continued to hound Mo Wangchen, it would be a lack of respect for him.

"Hmph!"

Feng Wuheng snorted coldly. Although he was the Divine Son of Wind Thunder Valley, when it really came down to it, there was still a significant gap between himself and exceptionally monstrous individuals like Xia Jiujian, whose face he naturally dared not disrespect.

"You can go, but that person beside you..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, turning to look at Wu Lingfeng, who had remained silent. His implication was clear: based on strength, Mo Wangchen had the right to go to the Baihua Waterfall, but the same might not be true for Wu Lingfeng.

"You really won’t see the coffin until the tears flow, huh..."

Mo Wangchen shook his head and sighed. This Feng Wuheng really targeted him at every turn.

"Tell him yourself whether you’re qualified to go." He turned to Wu Lingfeng and said with a smile.

Wu Lingfeng nodded, and under the watchful eyes of everyone present, he stepped out beside Mo Wangchen.

Boom!

He looked at Feng Wuheng and, without a word, took action. His imposing aura surged, blazing divine radiance shining brightly, as he unleashed his True Dragon Body, and with a casual thrust of his palm into the empty air.

A massive hand emerged from the void, blocking out the sun, causing the Heavenly Vault itself to seem as if it would collapse at any moment.

The earthen, colossal hand stirred the wind and clouds, carrying a terrifying aura, and in the moment it appeared, even Zheng Chengming and Xia Jiujian, among others in another part of the sky, couldn’t help but remain expressionless, sensing the frightfulness of that palm.