Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 752 - 743: The Slaughter of All Gods

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Chapter 752: Chapter 743: The Slaughter of All Gods

"He has become this powerful..."

The atmosphere on the scene was extremely oppressive as Mo Wangchen and Yao Suming’s momentum collided with each other.

It seemed as if even the space itself was split in half, and everyone present held their breath slightly.

Among the crowd, Ye Lang squinted his eyes, his gaze never leaving Mo Wangchen, and at this moment, among the group of Young Kings following behind him were two people.

These two, Mo Wangchen was familiar with, they were indeed Yao Wuliang and Zhou Tong!

The two exchanged glances, each able to see the surprise and wariness in the other’s eyes.

It must be known that when Mo Wangchen first left Canglan, his Cultivation was only at the Saint Venerable Realm, not much stronger than theirs.

But at this moment, the other party had already reached the Emperor Realm Great Mahayana Realm, even capable of contending with the Quasi-Emptiness Realm powerhouses.

It must be known that the two of them, their current Cultivation, were only at the third or fourth level of the Emperor Realm, far behind the Great Mahayana, let alone the Void Immortal Realm.

One could imagine just how far ahead Mo Wangchen’s Cultivation was now!

"You have a trace of the bloodline of ancient ancestors within you, it’s just that in the past, being in Canglan has put you at a lower starting point, but now, returning to the Demon God Clan, will surely rejuvenate you, and you’ll rise to the top in no time, reigning supreme!"

Seeing the surprise on Yao Wuliang’s face, Ye Lang spoke thus.

The other’s potential was not to be underestimated, if it were not because of their location in the Lower Realm Canglan, Yao Wuliang’s Cultivation would not have fallen behind so much by now.

Yao Wuliang said, "That may be so, but the Divine King Body is far ahead of me, trying to catch up with him..."

"Hehe, the Divine King Body is the enemy of the whole world, whether he can survive is still a question, not to mention, that friend of his is now in our hands, when the time comes, we will set up an inescapable trap, luring the lord into the urn, no matter how strong he is, he will inevitably be unable to escape!"

Ye Lang let out a cold laugh, the cold gleam flashing in his eyes, his mind evidently plotting something.

Hearing his words, Zhou Tong and Yao Wuliang couldn’t help but slightly furrow their brows, "This person may be a descendant of Jiao Long, but he carries the pure True Dragon Bloodline within him, by restraining him like this, the Dragon Clan..."

"Don’t worry, the Dragon Clan’s lineages are a mess, he’s nothing more than a Jiao Long’s son, even if the people from the Dragon Clan find out, they won’t have any objections."

"Besides, the person is in the hands of our Demon God Clan and Night God Clan, even though the Dragon Clan is powerful, how dare they openly demand his release?" Ye Lang spoke with confidence.

It was no exaggeration to say that, with the alliance of the Demon God Clan and Night God Clan, no Ancient King Royal Family in the world could compare to them, unless all branches of the Dragon Clan united, then they might have the power to contend.

But for the sake of a mere son of Jiao Long, why would the Dragon Clan stir up such trouble?

"So it is said, once the trap is set up, the Divine King Body is bound to die?" Zhou Tong’s eyes flickered with a cold light.

Ye Lang sneered, "There shouldn’t be any accidents, with the Night God King and Demon God King personally overseeing the trap, no matter how heaven-reaching the abilities of his Divine King Body are, he can’t escape death."

At the same time, in the sky above, the grand momentum around Mo Wangchen surged, as if he had seized the atmosphere of the entire Void.

"What Demon God Body, do you really think I can’t slay you?" he gazed down at Yao Suming on the ground below, shouting sternly, his voice thunderously echoing in all directions.

"Overestimating yourself, today I shall rid the Heavenly Gang All Living Beings of this great peril that weighs on their hearts!"

Yao Suming let out a cold huff, the purple-black light surrounding him reaching its zenith, as if it had condensed into substance, evil aura spreading without bounds.

"Boom!"

As his words fell, his body soared into the sky, growing larger as he moved, transforming into a three-headed and six-armed giant as if he were a towering colossus floating in the air.

"Demon God True Body!"

From below, someone exclaimed, seeing at a glance that Yao Suming had employed the Demon God True Body, gaining peerless strength, capable of suppressing everything around him.

"Die!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yao Suming coldly shouted as his six arms simultaneously formed seals, and the sky erupted with dazzling Immortal Light. In the blink of an eye, it converged into a vast ocean of Spiritual Power, rolling down towards Mo Wangchen with crushing force.

"You are not yet qualified to wish for my death."

Mo Wangchen sneered fearlessly at the face of Yao Suming’s attack, stowed away the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, and then, an Emperor Weapon longsword slowly appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Space trembled, as if a Sword Sound was howling; Mo Wangchen pointed out with his sword while hovering in the air.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of streaks of Sword Qi soared into the sky like countless stars, rolling forward.

"Crack!"

Yao Suming’s attack was shattered, collapsing into nothing in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, Mo Wangchen with the Emperor Sword in hand, stepped forward through the air, pressing towards Yao Suming.

"Today, I will sever your three heads and six arms of this Demon God Body!"

"Dominance of the Evil Horde!"

Yao Suming opened his mouth to expel three streams of purplish-black light that quickly interweaved into each other, forming an illusory Demon God face that caused people to shudder inwardly at the sight.

"Buzz!"

As the phantom face materialized, its mouth opened wide like a black hole, possessing a powerful suction force, seeking to draw Mo Wangchen’s entire being into it. ƒreewebɳovel.com

"Boom!"

Mo Wangchen paused slightly, and immediately his Divine King Body burst forth, transforming him into a hundred-zhang colossus, standing tall like a mountain, impervious to any powerful suction from the adversary.

"Boom!"

In the surroundings, endless mountain ranges, birds, and beasts soared, and towering trees were uprooted, all being swallowed by that terrifying suction force.

Many people wore looks of apprehension, having already fled from that area, knowing that if they stood opposite of the face, they too would likely not escape doom.

"Break!"

Mo Wangchen let out a deep cry, placing his sword behind him, and then clenched his right hand, where Golden Radiance burst forth from his fist like it was infused with peerless strength, rolling out with the force of a mountain.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the massive Demon God face was shattered by his punch, and the chaotic currents in the sky gradually settled down.

"Is this the strength of your Demon God True Body? It doesn’t seem to be much indeed."

With a cold smile on his face, Mo Wangchen took another step forward, approaching the nearby Yao Suming, his hand clutching the trembling Emperor Sword, ready to deliver a fatal strike at any moment.

"Daring to scorn the dignity of the Demon God Clan, Mo Wangchen, you are the first, and today I will let you see how your so-called Divine King Body crumbles before my Demon God Body!"

Yao Suming’s face was completely filled with rage. Despite the strength of his attacks, they were effortlessly neutralized by Mo Wangchen, and now Mo Wangchen’s words only fueled his fury.

"With my blood, I offer sacrifice to all demons, in heaven and earth, all gods shall submit!"

The entire Void darkened at this moment, the air filled with an eerie miasma of evil.

Suddenly, in the tranquil Void above the endless Heavenly Vault, a terrifying force tore the calm asunder.

An intensely dreadful aura extended from the depths of the abyss, ultimately descending upon Yao Suming.

"He has sacrificed his Demon God Bloodline!"

The complexions of many people in the crowd changed. At this moment, the aura emanating from Yao Suming was climbing at a mad pace.