Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 760 - 751 Ji Divine King!

"Since the ancient era ended until now, only eight people?"

Hearing Elder Tianxin’s words, everyone once again fell silent.

For hundreds of millions of years, only eight people had obtained Divine Status in the Void Realm.

What kind of probability was that? Wasn’t it too small?

"Ha ha, the opportunity to obtain Divine Status in the opening of the Void Realm this time fully depends on your own fortunes. Moreover, you should feel fortunate because, within three years after this journey, the Void Realm will open once again. By then, you all will still have the opportunity to enter, granting you one more chance than the other disciples."

"Follow me." At last, Elder Tianxin said no more. As his voice fell, he walked towards the exit of the great hall.

The crowd followed behind him, their minds filled with various thoughts, until, after half a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the open space outside the hall.

"Open!"

The six Deans leaped up, dispersing in the blink of an eye, each taking position around Chaotic God Peak in the Void, standing aloft.

All six struck at once, thrusting their palms forward, and immediately six beams of Holy Light shot forth from their hands, brilliantly dazzling, finally merging into one.

The six clusters of Holy Light converged into a massive heavenly pillar, surging skywards with supreme might, and actually burst open a rift in the Heavenly Vault, revealing a pitch-black abyss that seemed bottomless.

"Hum hum hum!"

At this moment, space vibrated, and the great powers surged wildly, not only felt by other disciples in the Heavenly God Institute but also by cultivators in various places who sensed the changes happening in the Heavenly Vault.

Their hearts were stirred, all turning their gazes over, their faces filled with an inexplicable shock.

"The entrance is open, quickly enter!"

In the sky, winds swirled, and the huge abyss that had appeared seemed ready to devour all things in the world, a powerful suction as if intent on pulling in Mo Wangchen and the others.

The six Deans spoke in unison, snapping Mo Wangchen and the rest back to their senses.

"Swish swish swish!"

Afterward, without any further hesitation, everyone leaped up, and once they reached a certain height in the sky.

They found themselves no longer in control of their bodies, as an invisible force seemed to pull at them, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into streaks of light, shooting into the abyss.

"It’s the Void Realm, rumored to possess the most precious Divine Status in the world!"

At this moment, many disciples of the Heavenly God Institute came to a realization, and envy filled their eyes.

As Mo Wangchen and the others completely vanished into the abyss, the turbulent air flows in the sky gradually began to calm down.

The abyss slowly contracted, becoming much smaller, but it did not completely close.

The six Deans stood silently in the Void, guarding the entrance to the abyss, forbidding anyone to approach.

"Hum!"

Space trembled slightly, and as the sense of weightlessness that enveloped Mo Wangchen completely disappeared, his vision also came back into focus.

Mo Wangchen appeared confused, his brows furrowed as he looked around. The dim space was filled with a terrifying aura of Laws, thick like mist.

This was an untamed mountain, with ancient trees reaching for the sky, and the heavens were overcast, as if a storm was on the verge of arrival.

"Brother, why are you dazing? We need to move quickly."

Suddenly, a somewhat tender voice reached his ear, the speaker a little girl.

Mo Wangchen was even more puzzled inside and turned to look, only to find a little girl nearby, looking at him with a curious face.

The moment he saw the girl, Mo Wangchen was startled, for he was not unfamiliar with her appearance.

This was how Yaoyao looked when he first met her back in Tiannan.

But unlike Yaoyao back then, who was dirty and worn, her clothes patched countless times over.

The girl in front of him, though with the same appearance as Yaoyao, was clad in luminous brocade clothing, looking like a disciple of a large family.

"You’re calling me brother?"

Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment, his face filled with more confusion.

"Am I supposed to call you sister?" The little girl pouted, her face a mix of cuteness and bewilderment.

It was not until then that Mo Wangchen realized something. He looked down at himself and saw that he was no longer wearing his usual white clothes; he had been dressed in magnificent and embroidered robes, exuding an indescribable air of nobility.

More importantly, he noticed that he had become younger, appearing to be only around ten years old, just two or three years older than the little girl before him.

His face grew even more perplexed. His memories were still his own, but his appearance had changed completely.

"What on earth has happened?" His curiosity reached its peak.

"Ziyue..."

At that moment, from the direction of a large tree not far away, came a voice bearing a hint of authority that involuntarily made one’s heart tremble.

"Dad!"

Unlike Mo Wangchen, upon hearing this voice, the little girl ran over like a cute bunny, bouncing along.

She crashed into the man’s arms, showing great affection.

"Didn’t I tell you to follow me?" The middle-aged man held the little girl, feigning anger on his face as if reproaching her.

The little girl wasn’t scared at all, she stuck out her tongue and said, "Brother was being silly just now, he suddenly stopped there and didn’t move, even asked me to call him sister."

"Changkong, what happened?"

The middle-aged man frowned and turned his gaze toward Mo Wangchen.

"Ziyue... Changkong..."

Mo Wangchen was shaken, and a thought flashed through his mind. These two names were not unfamiliar to him.

Ji Ziyue, Ji Changkong!

These were the children of an ancient Divine King.

And, at the moment he saw the middle-aged man, Mo Wangchen’s shock grew immeasurably.

Although the man’s face was unfamiliar to him, his figure was unforgettable.

In the ancient hall of Chaotic God Peak, the portrait of the Divine King was identical to the middle-aged man before him.

They were the same person!

"Ji Divine King!"

Mo Wangchen nearly exclaimed out loud, utterly astonished.

He couldn’t understand what had happened, why at that moment, he was seeing the ancient Divine King and the young Ji Ziyue.

Something was wrong!

Why did Ji Ziyue call him brother?

Why did the Ji Divine King call him Changkong?

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He suddenly came to a realization; he was no longer himself, but had become the son of the ancient Divine King, Ji Changkong!

"Could this be the Void Realm..."

Mo Wangchen quickly understood something. All of this was an illusion, but the illusion was not baseless.

Because at that moment, everything he was experiencing had actually occurred in the ancient times.

"Changkong?"

As he was internally shaken, the voice of the Ji Divine King reached his ears once more, startling Mo Wangchen. The man was frowning slightly, looking at him.

"Dad..."

Mo Wangchen took a deep breath; though it felt strange to say, for some reason, at that moment, he faintly felt a sense of kinship stemming from his bloodline.