Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 754 - 745: You Are Too Arrogant

"Hum, hum, hum!"

Amid the murmurs of the crowd, a terrifying Sword Pressure filled Heaven and Earth.

The Sword Sound howled, and Mo Wangchen’s long sword in hand vibrated wildly without end.

Even before this strike had descended, it had already made everyone feel the power of its world-destroying might.

It seemed as if under this single sword strike, even the Heavenly Vault would be cleaved neatly into two halves.

"How terrifying this Sword Pressure is!" The hearts of the crowd chilled as their faces were entirely covered with a look of dread.

"Now, the sword in Divine King Body’s hands has probably reached the level of an Immortal Artifact, hasn’t it?"

"Is this the power of the Soldier’s True Technique? To forcibly elevate the weapon’s tier, thus, the attack’s power naturally skyrockets by several times, too terrifying!"

No one was not surprised; to them, it seemed as if Mo Wangchen was enveloped in a bizarre halo, inscrutable to the observer.

"What other unknown cards does this child have up his sleeve?"

"Crack!"

Amidst the ongoing discussions, finally, when the Emperor Sword’s aura reached an extremely terrifying level, Mo Wangchen hesitated no more and under the gaze of the whole field, his eyes suddenly snapped open, a peerless brilliance fleeting, accompanied by an endless intent to kill.

The Sword Light soared into the sky, as if illuminating the entire world, causing Heaven and Earth to pale in comparison, as if the entire world had nothing but this Sword Light left.

"So strong!"

High in the sky, feeling the terrifying Sword Light cleaving towards him, Yao Suming’s face involuntarily changed.

Obviously, the power contained in this sword strike was not to be underestimated by him.

"The demon follows where void is born!"

In the blink of an eye, he bellowed deeply, supreme demonic aura swirling around him, filling the Void with a strange presence.

One could see the demonic aura emitting a purple-black light, seemingly solidifying into substance, and on Yao Suming’s body, it converged into a thick Energy Barrier.

"Boom!"

Finally, the Sword Light chopped down, striking the Energy Barrier forcefully.

In that instant, a blinding light burst forth; wild currents of air churned continuously in the sky.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

A series of crisp sounds reached everyone’s ears, and when their vision was finally restored, it was not hard to discern that the Energy Barrier around Yao Suming had been cleaved with several cracks, seemingly on the verge of shattering completely.

However, the Sword Light, running out of strength after splitting the barrier, dissipated entirely, failing to break through Yao Suming’s defenses.

"You indeed have some skills, but as I’ve said, without entering the Void Immortal Realm, your attacks simply cannot harm me."

Above in the sky, as the air waves gradually returned to calm, Yao Suming exhaled slowly and his faint voice once again spread throughout.

"Now, it’s my turn to make a move." freёweɓnovel.com

As his words fell, the demonic aura that wrapped around him slowly began to spread towards the sky above.

Finally, the demonic aura enveloped the heavens, converging into a vast ocean, filling the entire field with an extremely oppressive presence.

"After today, the Divine King Body will cease to exist in this world!"

The demonic aura blanketed down from the skies, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Wangchen was submerged within it.

Within this demonic energy seemed to be a terrifying corrosive force, capable of eroding all things in the world.

"The Divine King Body is finished!"

Many people were shaken in their hearts, feeling that within this demonic aura was the supreme power of a great ancient demon, that even a Peak of Void Immortal Realm powerhouse would probably find difficult to contend with.

"Will this battle conclude with a victory for Yao Suming?"

"The Divine King Body has fallen, I wonder if this offers any help to the Min Huan calamity."

"Mo Wangchen is too arrogant. If he had used Lin’s True Technique just now to evade..."

"Hum hum hum!"

Among the discussions of the crowd, suddenly, a terrifying power seemed to emanate from the pervasive demonic energy, spreading throughout.

"I’ve said it, wanting to kill me, you’re still not qualified!"

Mo Wangchen’s voice spread out amongst them, and in the next moment, a streak of blue light dashed forward—it was a Bronze Ancient Coffin. It broke through the encirclement of the demonic energy, carving out a brief path of survival for Mo Wangchen.

He dashed forward, stepping on Lin’s True Technique and in an instant, had reached the outer void.

Just as everyone onsite was shocked, the Bronze Ancient Coffin streaked rapidly across the Heavenly Vault, like a meteorite crashing to Earth, hitting Yao Suming with a resounding impact.

"Pugh!"

In an instant, Yao Suming spit out a mouthful of blood, his body sent flying hundreds of yards away.

"This is the Bronze Immortal Coffin!"

"To send Yao Suming flying and coughing up blood with heavy injuries, this coffin must also be imbued with the power from Mo Wangchen’s Soldier True Technique!"

"A Quasi-Immortal Device level Copper Coffin, further enhanced with the Soldier True Technique—it’s hard to imagine its power!"

The crowd burst into a clamor, taken aback by the sudden turn of events. This battle, which was supposed to end in Mo Wangchen’s demise, had now taken a surprising turn.

"How is this possible..."

Off in the distance within the void, Yao Suming’s pallid complexion, bloodied at the corners of his mouth, showed that he had stabilized. He could feel that, under that strike, he had suffered a grievous internal injury, and the power he had gained from the blood sacrifice was now gradually dissipating.

"Now, you should have no regrets in your death."

Eventually, as his cultivation plummeted drastically, recovering to the Ninth Level of the Emperor Realm, Mo Wangchen’s figure had already closed in on him.

With the Emperor Sword in hand, his garments fluttering, he wielded endless Sword Intent around his body like a fabled Sword God.

Yao Suming’s face was ashen, and in his eyes—terror. Already heavily injured, now, due to the loss of his Bloodline Power, he suffered a backlash.

His cultivation didn’t stop when it fell to the Ninth Level of the Emperor Realm; his aura continued to weaken until it dropped to the Third Level.

The aftermath of the bloodline sacrifice brought him this condition, which would likely require days or even months to recover.

Now, faced with Mo Wangchen’s oppressive advance, Yao Suming no longer had any power to resist.

"Hiss!"

Before he could fully close in, Mo Wangchen’s sword cut across the sky, and in an instant, Sword Light swept down on one of Yao Suming’s arms.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed through the heavens as Mo Wangchen severed Yao Suming’s massive arm with one stroke; Yao Suming coughed up blood, his complexion growing even paler.

"I said I would behead you thrice and destroy your six arms!"

Mo Wangchen’s eyes were ice-cold, appearing unfeeling and merciless. As his words fell, his second sword stroke came swooping down.

Without any surprise, after the flash of Sword Light, another arm of Yao Suming was severed.

"Yao Suming... is finished!"

That was the common thought in the minds of everyone present. By now, Yao Suming had no power to counter, and the crowd watched in silence as the scene unfolded in the sky.

After Mo Wangchen had completely severed Yao Suming’s six arms, he had reached his opponent’s front.

"Hum!"

The Sword Sound roared, Mo Wangchen’s long sword swung, and in an instant, two of Yao Suming’s three heads were decapitated by his swift strike.

In the end, Mo Wangchen positioned his sword at the center of Yao Suming’s brows, "If you hadn’t provoked me from the beginning, perhaps today, you wouldn’t have met such a fate. The mistake is, you were too arrogant."