Chapter 994: Chapter 985: The Dawn of Battle
The crowd discussed, and as ti passed, more and more Cultivators gathered in Nanyang City.
When night fell, at the Ru Yun Pavilion, Mo Wangchen and the other two sat knee to knee, chatting freely.
“Brother Mo, after all, Xuan Yin is the son of the Holy Emperor. Not long ago, Right Envoy Qin ca to deliver a ssage, clearly showing the attitude of Emperor Xuansheng. Are you truly intent on taking action against Xuan Yin?”
The moonlight was exceptionally clear at this mont, Nanyang City was a city that never sleeps, and now with the convergence of forces, the night here beca even more lively.
However, compared to the bustling scenes in the city, the area around Ru Yun Pavilion seed much more peaceful.
Hearing Mu Xi’s words, Mo Wangchen put down the cup of wine in his hand, “The fair lady is in trouble, and her whereabouts are unknown now. Although I may appear carefree, who knows the worries in my heart? Be they Saint Heirs or Emperor’s sons, the suffering Yurou has endured, I will help her reclaim it, little by little.”
Under the night, a shocking murderous intent flashed in Mo Wangchen’s deep eyes.
On that day in battle, Heavenly chanism Saint, Tang Yongming, Xingyun Saint, and Xuan Yin joined forces to attack ng Yurou. These four were the ones Mo Wangchen could least forgive.
“Brother Mo possesses a Divine King Body, the greatest physique in the history of the Human Clan, truly unrivaled. We can sense your worries to so extent, but ultimately, you are still too weak.”
Tian Xinzhi also spoke, looking at Mo Wangchen. After a sigh, she continued, “With the forces from all eight directions converging, they can sweep away any power of the Xuanwu Alliance. With your potential, why not go to the Longevity Domain and cultivate diligently for several years, returning as a king and settling scores with them later?”
“I know my power is low and cannot shake All Holy Lands and Ancient Martial families, but I cannot ignore the matter of Yurou either. Now, it’s just to make them pay so price. After this battle, I will leave the Xuanwu Alliance.”
Mo Wangchen spoke calmly, looking at the bright moon in the sky. As the fair lady’s safety remained unknown, he was unwilling to leave, feeling the need to collect so interest from the eight major forces first.
“Brother Mo…”
Mu Xi began to speak, just about to continue.
But suddenly, Mo Wangchen stood up, looking into the distance, “Finally, the first guest has arrived after waiting half a month…”
Upon hearing this, Mu Xi and Tian Xinzhi were both startled, standing up from their spots, following Mo Wangchen’s gaze.
“Swift!”
In the distant night sky, a streak of Divine Rainbow rushed in at an incredible speed.
It was the silhouette of a young man, dressed in black brocade, his dark hair unrestrained and elegant, fluttering in the wind, arriving in an instant.
“Tang Yongming!”
Mo Wangchen and the others weren’t the only ones to see the arrival of the man; many Cultivators in Nanyang City noticed it too.
“He was one of the four who attacked ng Yurou that day. I didn’t expect him to be the first to co!”
The city was in uproar as Tang Yongming’s appearance quickly spread throughout, and almost simultaneously, nurous figures in Nanyang City flew towards Ru Yun Pavilion.
The crowd knew that with Tang Yongming’s appearance, tonight in Nanyang City would not be peaceful!
“Looks like you’re quite relaxed, even drinking wine here.”
Above the high sky, Tang Yongming stood with hands behind his back, his eyes like torches, glaring down at Mo Wangchen from above.
He was undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse among the younger generation in Xuanwu Alliance, his strength far surpassing that of ordinary Saint Heirs.
“This is the funeral wine for your farewell. I drank it in advance to send you off on your journey.”
All around, people surged, almost all Cultivators in Nanyang City gathered here. In the night wind, Mo Wangchen stood before the Ru Yun Pavilion ruins, looking at Tang Yongming in the high sky. His words, though calm, suddenly brought the tension to its peak.
“Are you so confident that you’ll surely be my match?”
High above, Tang Yongming chuckled lightly, yet a chilling murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes.
“Defeated one, dare to pose here before . Get down here!”
Suddenly, Mo Wangchen shouted coldly, and around him, endless Holy Light explosively burst forth, with a giant hand reaching out into the void.
The next mont, the powerful night surged like waves, incredibly imnse. An imnse Void Giant Hand manifested in the sky, overshadowing the moonlight and pressing down ferociously on Tang Yongming’s head, seemingly possessing infinite might.
“I’ve waited long for this battle…”
Tang Yongming took a deep breath, a shocking murderous intent suddenly erupting in his eyes. The past capture by Mo Wangchen in the Ancient Ruins had always been an unresolved enmity in his heart.
“Mo Wangchen, today you shall know, though your potential is unmatched, before absolute power, you will be weak beyond asure.”
His words dropped, and Tang Yongming pointed lightly from afar.
“Crack!”
Instantly, fierce Finger Light transford into Holy Path Sword Light, slashing through the void.
“Boom!”
The Void Giant Hand was cleaved in two, dispersing into an endless air wave.
“The Divine King Body, ultimately clashing with a Saint Level powerhouse, has it begun?”
“Among the younger generation of Xuanwu Alliance, Tang Yongming’s strength is absolutely in the top ten. As early as seven years ago, he entered the True Immortal Realm, and now his strength is deep and unfathomable. Though Mo Wangchen is strong, he might not be Tang Yongming’s match.”
“Indeed, not long ago, he might have killed over twenty mbers from the eight major powers, but honestly, even those True Immortal Realm Elders are far from Tang Yongming in strength. In this battle, Mo Wangchen is dood to be defeated.”
In the city, people discussed extensively; they didn’t deny the potential of the Divine King Body, but after all, Mo Wangchen hadn’t fully grown yet. For him to face a Saint Level genius head-on, it seed sowhat too forceful.
“Even if my strength is far from yours, today I shall show you what true scions are. Your so-called pride is worthless before . True Immortal Realm ans nothing; watch how I shatter the ancient rule today, using my Void Immortal Realm Middle Stage cultivation to annihilate you!”
Mo Wangchen laughed loudly, his words sounded extrely arrogant, but within the arrogance was a confidence opposing Heaven and Earth.
His face showed no fear, mighty force surging around him, and in an instant, his body soared into the sky, releasing the Divine King Armor without reservation.
“Lingtian Seal!”
Reaching the sa height as Tang Yongming, Mo Wangchen struck a palm through the air, Supre Holy Light radiating from his palm, like a celestial pillar piercing the void, crashing fiercely towards Tang Yongming.
The terror of this move, Lingtian Seal, exceeded any previous demonstration by Mo Wangchen.
Not only did it draw from the power of his Divine Status within, but this move Lingtian Seal also contained the True Technique of Fighting he had not used for a long ti. Its power was already comparable to the strongest strike of an ordinary True Immortal Realm expert!
PS: The third chapter!
User Comments
0 comments from readers