Chapter 753: Chapter 744: Immortal Artifact?
“Sacrificing Demon God Bloodline?”
Seeing the crazily surging aura erupt from Yao Suming’s body, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but slightly narrow his eyes.
He could easily sense that Yao Suming’s cultivation had skyrocketed directly from the peak of the ninth layer of the Emperor Realm to the Void Immortal Realm.
“The power of the Demon God Bloodline is truly supre, allowing Yao Suming to step into the Void Immortal in such a short ti!”
“The difference between the Void Immortal and the ninth layer of the Emperor Realm is like heaven and earth; the Divine King Body is probably in trouble.”
Many were discussing, their hearts trembling with the thought that the sacrifice of the Demon God Bloodline could grant Yao Suming an explosive increase in strength.
However, due to the overwhelming nature of the bloodline, once the power dissipated, Yao Suming himself would also suffer a great backlash.
“To suppress the Divine King Body, Yao Suming really is sparing no expense.”
“What do you think, how will Mo Wangchen cope with the rampantly increasing strength of Yao Suming?”
“Undeniably, the Divine King Body is strong, but in the face of absolute strength, he has no chance of winning!” This was what many people believed.
Yet there were others who held a different view, saying, “Perhaps not, the Divine King Body has endless trump cards, having successfully assaulted the Emperor Realm Great Mahayana yesterday; he shouldn’t be completely defeated.”
“This kid is indeed arrogant, though he does have so strength…”
Amongst the crowd, Bai Jincheng was awestruck, similarly feeling the terrifying aura coming from Yao Suming. In the face of such power, he didn’t doubt that if the other party desired to kill him, it could be done with a lift of their hand.
Not just Bai Jincheng, Chen Daoran and others also harbored such thoughts. Yao Suming, having sacrificed the Demon God Bloodline to obtain the power of the Void Immortal Realm, surely few of his peers could contend with him now, right?
“So this is the power of the Demon God Bloodline…”
Ji Ziyao and Qin Yue squinted their eyes, their gaze fixed on the figure of Yao Suming in the void, with three heads and six arms, surrounded by endless purples hues.
Even they couldn’t help but sense a dangerous aura emanating from him.
“To have made sacrifice my bloodline, Mo Wangchen, even if you die today, you should have no regrets!”
In the boundless skies above, imnse forces rolled and surged as if the whole world’s aura was being plundered by Yao Suming, wildly rushing towards him.
He looked down from high above, with an extrely cold gaze landing on Mo Wangchen; at that mont, his words seed to determine Mo Wangchen’s fate.
“To kill , you’re really going all out…”
However, as soon as Yao Suming’s words fell, a cold smirk erged on Mo Wangchen’s face.
“But, I’ll say it again, if you want to kill , you might still be underqualified, even if you have sacrificed your bloodline.”
“Boom!”
As the words fell, Supre Holy Light burst forth from Mo Wangchen, dazzling and brilliant.
His towering figure reached a hundred feet tall, standing in the sky like a giant that upheld the heavens. At this instant, Mo Wangchen fully unleashed the Bright Jade Taiching Technique.
With the added power from the Ancient Immortal Scripture, his cultivation also experienced frenzied growth at this mont.
Remarkably, he went from the seventh layer of the Emperor Realm straight to the ninth layer, rely one step away from the Void Immortal Realm!
“Such a powerful aura, is this the Immortal Scripture possessed by the Divine King Body?”
“In the past, within the Flower Fairy Palace, when this child was Proving Emperor, he invoked the manifestation of a hundred emperor spirits to aid his enlightennt. Furthermore, an Ancient Heavenly Immortal manifested and, it is said, the Divine King Body received the inheritance of his Immortal Scripture…”
Many people were deeply moved, and now it seed to them that this was Mo Wangchen’s first full-powered battle.
“The complete Bright Jade Taiching Technique…”
Jiang Yuhang squinted her eyes, a sharp light flashing within, this Ancient Immortal Scripture was the legacy of the sixth generation Saint Master of the Liuli Immortal Palace.
In this world, apart from Bai Qing, probably only Mo Wangchen could possess it, right?
“It’s truly a pity that you refuse to beco a Divine Son of my Liuli Immortal Palace,” Jiang Yuhang said with a bitter smile at last.
“How does the Ancient Immortal Scripture matter?”
“Without entering the Void Immortal Realm, today, you’re destined not to be my match!”
High above, Yao Suming’s voice thundered through the air. Even though Mo Wangchen’s cultivation had surged, causing so surprise in his heart,
the gap between their respective realms was still vast at this mont. The opponent’s cultivation was still only at the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, with an imnse disparity between them.
“Whether I am your match or not, you’ll find out shortly.”
Mo Wangchen floated in midair, his clothes billowing with the wind, his deanor transcendent. He looked directly at his opponent, the Emperor Sword appearing once again in his hand, “Today, I will behead you thrice and destroy your six arms!”
“Buzz!”
As his words fell, the space trembled, a boundless montum surged, rolling towards Mo Wangchen from above the Heavenly Vault, like a vast and horrifying wave.
At this mont, Mo Wangchen pushed his Sword Intent to its extre. He pointed his sword in midair, and ripples spread. In an instant, a hundred-zhang-long Sword Light soared into the sky, aiming straight for one of Yao Suming’s heads.
“How overconfident!”
Yao Suming sneered, his face unmoved. He reached out with one hand, lightly pinching the air. The next mont, the surging hundred-zhang Sword Light instantly dissipated into nothingness.
“Don’t even talk about beheading ; your attack might not even get close to .” He looked at Mo Wangchen with a disdainful glint in his eyes.
“Buzz!”
Mo Wangchen remained silent, stepping forward continuously, as if resonating with the Great Dao. With each step, he slashed out with his sword, each strike carrying a breathtaking, terrible might.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
However, just as Yao Suming had said, the Sword Light crumbled the mont it flew out, unable to get close to him.
“In the face of absolute power, do you still wish to struggle in vain?” Yao Suming’s eyes glittered coldly, not bothering to mask his murderous intent.
“Try this sword of mine, how about that?”
Suddenly, Mo Wangchen paused in his footsteps, standing still. As he spoke, an invisible force seed to be quietly rising from within him.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Sword Sound roared, and that Sword Intent which filled Heaven and Earth beca even more terrifying at this mont. Even those of the Void Immortal Realm dared not disregard it, fear flashing in their gaze.
“What’s going on?”
“His sword… its aura is rising!”
“Isn’t that an Ancient Emperor Weapon? How co it feels to now as if it’s an Immortal Artifact-level weapon?”
Many people were inwardly shaken, their faces showing utter surprise.
“This is…”
Elder Tianxin on the high platform had sparkling eyes, as if he had realized sothing, and after a mont of profound silence, his voice spread throughout the venue, “Soldier True Technique!”
“What?!”
“Soldier True Technique?”
“Nine Secrets of War? Since when did Mo Wangchen acquire that?”
Hearing Elder Tianxin’s words, many people wore expressions of disbelief.
After mastering the Array True Technique, the fighter with Divine King Body, now also possessed the Soldier True Technique, one of the Nine Secrets?
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