"The Desolate Stone belongs to ."
With just a calm statent, the expressions of the Heavenly chanism Saint and Tang Yongming changed.
They suddenly turned their heads, unexpectedly realizing soone had been hiding here in the dark.
"It’s you?!"
The first to react was naturally Tang Yongming, who instantly recognized Mo Wangchen.
"You’ve been secretly following here?" he clenched his fist, eyes narrowing.
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but be taken aback, "Don’t flatter yourself, I was just passing by. Who has ti to follow you?"
"Mo Wangchen?!"
Initially, upon hearing their exchange, the Heavenly chanism Saint and the others didn’t react. It was only when Mo Wangchen completely approached that they recognized him.
On the day of the Holy Emperor’s grand birthday in the past, these prodigies were naturally present. With the commotion Mo Wangchen caused, it was hard for anyone not to recognize him.
"Hand over the Desolate Stone obediently, and I’ll let you leave." Mo Wangchen’s gaze swept over them. Including Tang Yongming and the Heavenly chanism Saint, there were five people in total.
These five were all top-notch experts in the outside world. Tang Yongming and the Heavenly chanism Saint both had cultivation beyond the True Immortal Realm, being two of the era’s monsters. The other three were geniuses from ancient martial families, previously boasting Void Immortal Realm Middle to Late Stage cultivation levels.
However, now in this cave, everyone’s cultivation was suppressed. In front of the Divine King Body, these people posed no threat to Mo Wangchen.
"Arrogant!"
Tang Yongming snorted coldly, but apprehension surfaced in his eyes. He turned his gaze to the Heavenly chanism Saint and the others, speaking in a low voice, "This person possesses the number one physique of the Human Clan throughout the ages. Even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body is suppressed by him in the sa realm. If we don’t join forces, none of us will get the Desolate Stone today!"
"We can join forces, but the Desolate Power in the Desolate Stone must be divided equally." The Heavenly chanism Saint snorted coldly. In reality, although he was unwilling to share the Desolate Stone, he also understood that without joining forces, the Desolate Stone would be seized by Mo Wangchen.
"Alright!" Tang Yongming agreed with a nod.
The five, who had been fighting over the Desolate Stone, surprisingly reached an agreent. It was clear that Mo Wangchen’s strength in the sa realm couldn’t be underestimated by anyone.
"Have you finished discussing?"
Not far away, Mo Wangchen smiled faintly, not interrupting their secret discussion. Whether they joined forces or not made little difference to him.
"Mo Wangchen, you have a good relationship with the Fang Family. A strong figure from the Fang Family is here today too. We don’t want to be your enemy. If you’re wise, leave now. The Desolate Stone is sothing we discovered first; it has nothing to do with you." The Heavenly chanism Saint stood up, cold light flickering in his eyes, ready to act at a mont’s notice.
"Is that what you wanted to say?"
Mo Wangchen’s smile broadened as he lifted his foot and gradually walked toward them.
"You!"
Seeing him so brazenly dismissing them, the Heavenly chanism Saint was furious. As a Saint Heir of a Sacred Land, his deanor was unmatched. If not for his cultivation being suppressed in this cave, he could have easily subdued Mo Wangchen with a reverse strike.
How could he allow the opponent to be arrogant in front of him?
"Attack!"
At this mont, a disciple from an ancient martial family behind him suddenly moved. Infinite law energies converged in his palm as he stepped on the ground, appearing ghost-like in front of Mo Wangchen in the blink of an eye.
"Crack!"
His large hand was wrapped in a sharp radiance, stabbing fiercely toward Mo Wangchen like a Sword Blade.
However, facing his attack, Mo Wangchen rely smiled coldly, slightly shifting his body to dodge.
"Die!"
anwhile, another person had already approached. Ferocious and terrifying Spiritual Power churned in his palm as he leaped up, striking down at Mo Wangchen’s Heavenly Spirit Cover with a palm.
"Get lost!"
Mo Wangchen shouted coldly, fist clenching tightly, striking out like a mountain.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound echoed, and the next mont, that person coughed up a mouthful of blood, being knocked back by Mo Wangchen’s punch.
"This guy possesses a Divine King Body. His body is unmatched. Don’t engage in close combat!"
The Heavenly chanism Saint shouted coldly. Then, his body retreated suddenly as he spewed out a Divine Rainbow, transforming it into a Heavenly chanism Divine Sword, wrapped in the Power of Laws, piercing toward Mo Wangchen in the air.
"Unfortunately, this is only the Power of Laws controlled by an Emperor Realm expert, not laws evolved by an Immortal Realm expert. In front of my Divine King Body, it has no effect."
Mo Wangchen laughed coldly, neither avoiding nor retreating as he reached out with a large hand.
"Crack!"
The Heavenly chanism Divine Sword was grasped in his hand, and with a slight exertion of force, it shattered directly.
"Kill!"
The five joined forces, giving Mo Wangchen no respite. In the blink of an eye, Tang Yongming weaved spells with his hands, radiance blossoming. In an instant, it transford into an ancient giant bell, seemingly with the montum to suppress a part of the Heavenly Vault as it smashed fiercely down toward Mo Wangchen.
"Hmph!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with brilliance, focusing on the Desolate Stone in Tang Yongming’s hand.
Here, though his cultivation was suppressed to the first level of the Emperor Realm and he couldn’t use the Power of Laws in the Divine King Armor, the armor itself had extrely strong passive defenses, so he wasn’t worried about anyone injuring him.
"Boom!"
His fist clenched tightly, golden radiance burst forth as the long-unused True Technique of Fighting was pushed to its extre by Mo Wangchen.
A punch was slamd out fiercely, and in an instant, the ancient giant bell was blasted away, revealing dense cracks, which then shattered.
Tang Yongming’s complexion changed drastically as his body swiftly retreated, "This person’s Power of Body is beyond imagination, difficult to suppress. Retreat quickly!"
The other four, having witnessed the strength of the Divine King Body, were unwilling to tangle with Mo Wangchen any longer. They promptly withdrew their moves, retreating backward in an attempt to escape this place.
"Trying to run?"
Mo Wangchen sneered. Upon entering the relic, he already sensed a certain Forbidden here, rendering the Lin’s True Technique unusable. However, the Divine King Armor not only enhanced his strength and defense but also increased his speed.
In the sa realm, his speed was naturally much faster than others.
"Swish!"
In a flash of white shadow, Mo Wangchen appeared in front of Tang Yongming. Tang Yongming only felt his hand lighten. Upon realizing, he found that the Desolate Stone had already been snatched away by the opponent.
"Boom!"
Like a mountain, the fist slamd into Tang Yongming’s chest, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, nearly fainting as his body was knocked into the distant rock wall.
"You!"
Enduring the imnse pain in his chest, Tang Yongming stood up, his eyes filled with terror, seeing Mo Wangchen approaching again with killing intent. He panicked and shouted, "What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, "You attacked outside the relic before, have you forgotten so soon?"
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