"Hand over the Divine Art, and I can personally ensure that your provocation against my Divine Clan will be excused."
Jiang Hong said coldly, staring at Mo Wangchen.
"Do you take for a three-year-old child? I killed your two Divine Envoys, and you think I’ll believe that your Fire God Clan would truly let this go?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, his voice pausing for a mont before he continued, "Also, it seems you’ve misunderstood sothing."
"Today, I am not here for peace talks."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hong scoffed, "Do you think you alone can truly contend with my Fire God Clan?"
"Don’t think that just because you defeated Dongfang Ying, you can be invincible. Soone like Dongfang Ying, who forcibly raised his cultivation to the third level of the Ancient God Realm with a Secret Technique, wouldn’t last more than a hundred moves in front of ."
"Buzz..."
The Dao Heaven Sword trembled slightly in Mo Wangchen’s hand as he stared at his adversary. "Enough talk. Will you dismantle that so-called Great Formation yourself, or shall I breach it and leave no survivor?"
"Even if you could break through our Divine Clan’s Great Formation, you won’t get past ." Jiang Hong sneered.
"Is that so..."
Mo Wangchen’s eyes narrowed, a shocking cold light burst forth, and with his words, the Dao Heaven Sword slashed out instantly, the fierce purple Sword Light directly targeted Jiang Hong’s head.
"Crack!"
Jiang Hong stretched his palm and fingers, channeling Supre Divine Power, and in the blink of an eye, crushed the Sword Light emitted by Mo Wangchen.
He soared into the sky, gazing down at Mo Wangchen, "Foolish! My Divine Clan will rge with the Huo Family. Taking their Divine Art is no different from stealing our Divine Clan’s cultivation techniques. The Divine Art cannot fall into outsider hands. Since you won’t hand it over, your death is sealed."
"Creak creak creak creak creak creak..."
With his words, Jiang Hong waved his hand across the Void, and the next mont, a scorching Wind Gang arose from thin air, like thousands upon thousands of swords slashing, the crisp sounds ringing in everyone’s ears.
Within the Divine City, everyone changed color and involuntarily retreated, fully believing that if they were caught in the Wind Gang, they would instantly be slashed into a mist of blood, leaving nothing behind.
"Condense!"
Mo Wangchen condensed a Law into the sword, rging it with the Dao Heaven Sword, slashing continuously within less than three breaths, a thousand purple Sword Lights burst out horizontally.
"Creak creak creak creak creak creak..."
The purple Sword Light and the Wind Gang collided like Ancient Sword Arrays clashing, the scene was incredibly astonishing, even for a Divine Realm Great Power, falling would be the only outco.
"Kill!"
The two forces clashed, equally matched, neither the Wind Gang nor the purple Sword Light yielded, eventually both disappeared, anwhile, Mo Wangchen had already risen into the sky, wielding the Dao Heaven Sword, attacking fiercely with boundless Sword Force.
"Insignificant skills!"
Jiang Hong sneered. It had to be said, Mo Wangchen’s sword was indeed powerful; even ordinary experts at the second level of the Ancient God Realm would struggle to withstand it. But to deal with himself, its power was still lacking.
He repeatedly slapped the Void with his palm, using vast Hand Force to destroy the oncoming Sword Light, simultaneously allowing a red fla to erge from him, spreading above his head before transforming into a gigantic Fire Blade, as if carrying the montum to slay the heavens, forming this instant and slashing down towards Mo Wangchen.
"Whoosh..."
At this mont, a grand montum surged, the Fire Blade seed to cleave through the Void, hot air waves sweeping all four directions, as if evaporating the very space.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen’s Dao Heaven Sword trembled violently, he employed the True Technique of Fighting, rging it into the sword, the boundless Sword Force condensed like a mountain, transforming into a hundred-zhang long purple Sword Light, slashing out from nowhere.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The Fire Blade and Sword Light collided, instantly collapsing, scattering into countless tiny purple Sword Lights shooting in all directions, intermingled with sizzling heat, making the space appear distorted.
"This lad’s strength is actually so terrifying, already comparable to the Emperor. Jiang Hong Divine Envoy must not suffer any mishap." Soone in the Divine Palace couldn’t help but speak.
Seeing the fierce battle in the sky, their hearts were greatly shaken. Clearly, they had also heard of Ling Changkong recently, initially thinking his power was exaggerated. But having witnessed it firsthand, they realized it was far from weak, indeed much stronger than rumored.
"Such an intense battle, even we dare not intervene anymore. However, with Jiang Hong Divine Envoy’s strength, slaying him shouldn’t be hard, it’s just a matter of ti, Ling Changkong won’t last long." Several Quasi-God Realm Divine Envoys remarked.
Though they were also in the God Realm, the intensity of this battle had far surpassed their expectations, just a stray fluctuation from the battle could annihilate them, becoming dust, how could they dare intervene?
"These years, my Divine Clan never stopped investigating beyond the Real World, yet we’ve never heard of Ling Changkong. Where did you co from? Why do you strike against the Huo Family, against my Divine Clan?"
In the sky, Jiang Hong angrily shouted, now clearly realized that Mo Wangchen’s strength far exceeded his expectations. To slay him would take much effort, and if carelessly, might even be counterattacked.
"You’re curious, aren’t you?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, stood with his sword, standing in the Void a thousand zhang away from Jiang Hong, "Now, I’m not afraid to reveal anything, let you die with knowledge."
"Buzz..."
As he spoke, his appearance gradually changed, revealing another young face, appearing even younger.
"Isn’t this..."
"The Divine King Body Mo Wangchen?!"
The scene went quiet for a mont, then erupted with an uproar reaching the skies.
Before Mingshen Emperor’s grand birthday celebration years ago, Mo Wangchen proved Dao and sealed god, many had seen his face, plus the battle in the Void Mountain Range, even more people saw him.
Now, just revealing his true appearance, many cultivators within the Divine City imdiately recognized him.
"How is it possible? It’s Mo Wangchen? How could he be in the Void Realm? Moreover, he ca to Fire God City..."
Countless people felt stunned, Ling Changkong was Mo Wangchen, Mo Wangchen was Ling Changkong, such a thing, no one had expected.
"It’s you?!"
Jiang Hong was shocked, also showing an expression of disbelief, "The Divine Emperor ventured to the Real World, determined to slay you, why... are you here?"
"Naturally... to destroy your Fire God Clan."
Mo Wangchen sneered, staring at his opponent, "Tell , if the Fire God Emperor returned to find his rear camp already in ruins, what would he think?"
"However, whether he returns is another matter. I’ve prepared a grand gift for him in the Real World, ten thousand God Slaying Army, none will return."
Under the sun, Mo Wangchen laughed radiantly, yet with an evil aura akin to a Divine Demon, set to conquer the heavens.
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