Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1706 - 1697: Zhao Yiran

"It’s just a minor conflict, and besides, you were the ones who showed disrespect first. Yet you demand we each lose an arm—aren’t you going too far?"

At this point, even Mo Wangchen couldn’t hold back anymore. He stepped forward, his gaze sweeping towards the Divine Flame Saint in midair, and spoke calmly.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the Divine Flame Saint chuckled. "It seems you have a problem with my words? If you are unwilling to lose an arm, then today, leave your life here."

His words were indifferent, yet carried an unmatched confidence. A cold smile appeared on his face, showing no regard for Mo Wangchen and his group, as if he viewed them as mere ants.

"How arrogant. We have no intention of becoming enemies with anyone, but if you insist, don’t blame us for striking back today." Emperor Huang and the others also showed displeasure. To them, this so-called Divine Flame Saint’s strength might be slightly greater than theirs, but not enough to belittle them.

Within the Three Pure Ones, both the Divine Clan and the Martial Alliance hold supreme status. As individuals of the Emperor Level, naturally they have their own pride, and how could they tolerate being looked down upon?

"Ignorant fools. Just you few dare talk about striking back? I alone can suppress you directly."

Behind the Divine Flame Saint, a white-robed elder stepped out. He flashed a look of disdain. This was a strong cultivator who had stepped into the seventh tier of the God Realm.

However, almost as soon as his voice fell, Mo Wangchen suddenly stretched out his hand remotely. An invisible giant hand smacked down the talking elder, who coughed blood, turned pale instantly, and looked at Mo Wangchen in disbelief.

"Boom boom boom!"

Consecutive muffled sounds echoed. Without a hint of hesitation, Mo Wangchen struck again, smacking several other elders, making them, like the previous elder, fall forcefully from midair.

"I don’t wish to escalate matters, but if you truly want to fight, I don’t mind playing along."

Mo Wangchen spoke with a composed expression. Judging by the Divine Flame Saint’s strength, one could see that this so-called Divine Flame Sect likely possesses considerable power in the Starfire Realm, most likely guarded by a Reverse Life expert.

But so what?

In this journey to the Outer Domain, he didn’t want conflicts with anyone, but if others provoked him actively, Mo Wangchen wasn’t one to sit idle.

Moreover, with his current cultivation, even without employing the Divine Tablet’s power, resisting an ordinary Reverse Life Mirror expert isn’t difficult.

"You’re not from the Linglong Realm?"

The Divine Flame Saint stood at the front of the war chariot, seeing Mo Wangchen forcefully strike, directly injuring the elders traveling with him. He admitted he couldn’t achieve such feats.

Though he had the strength to defeat those elders, he couldn’t do so as effortlessly as Mo Wangchen.

His eyes showed a trace of apprehension. Obviously, those he had previously disregarded as insignificant were now displaying strength threatening to him, forcing the Divine Flame Emperor’s offspring to act cautiously. At least for now, fighting Mo Wangchen and his group wouldn’t bode well for him.

"This matter isn’t for you to decide. If there’s nothing else, you’d better leave. I don’t wish for unnecessary difficulties. Today’s incident was merely an accident," Mo Wangchen said faintly.

If he had a choice, he certainly didn’t want to provoke a major power, especially one with a Reverse Life Mirror expert guarding it.

Upon hearing this, the Divine Flame Saint pondered for a long time before he finally took a deep breath, looked at the severely injured and coughing elders, and said, "Let’s go!"

"Go!"

Soon, the group returned to the war chariot, transforming into a streak of light that swiftly entered the nearby city.

"Saint, among those people just now, the white-clothed man who injured us probably comprehended the Reverse Power—his strength is not inferior to yours."

After the war chariot disappeared from Mo Wangchen and his group’s view, within it, a Divine Flame Sect elder wiped the blood from his mouth and spoke with a frown.

"Reverse Power, huh..."

Upon hearing this, the Divine Flame Saint squinted his eyes. Clearly, he too sensed the Reverse Power in Mo Wangchen. "After all, this isn’t the Starfire Realm. We’ve traveled here, and it’s unwise to have conflicts. However, those people earlier likely also came from the Outer Domain, not practitioners native to the Linglong Realm. Once this affair is finished, it’s not too late to deal with them. Since when has my Divine Flame Sect been bullied like this?"

"Saint’s words are indeed correct. The Linglong Realm Master’s grand ceremony is imminent, and we must hurry to Linglong City. The Supreme Elder arrived half a month earlier and is currently in Linglong City. If any of them also came for the Linglong Realm Master’s celebration, we will inevitably encounter them again. Then we shall let the Great Elder seek justice for us!" remarked an elder coldly. As elders of the Divine Flame Sect, being successively injured by a youngster—if they don’t reclaim their dignity, what face will they have in the Ten Thousand Realms in the future?

Meanwhile, outside the ancient city gates, Mo Wangchen and his companions arrived in front of the city gates. Looking around, the ancient city radiated a sense of time, aged yet immortal. The towering city walls showed signs of battle but remained steadfast.

"Guangwu City..."

Standing before the city gates, he gazed upward at the three golden characters engraved there.

"Why is the inspection so strict?"

Before entering the city, Mo Wangchen and the others noticed that those entering seemed subject to inspection. In front of the gates, several cultivators dressed in black brocade clothing blocked the road, requiring every entrant to undergo their check.

"Is this your first time to the Linglong Realm?"

Upon hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, a young man passing by couldn’t help but chuckle. "In a few days, the Linglong Realm Master’s grand celebration will occur. Guangwu City is the closest to Linglong City, a thousand miles south is Linglong Holy City. Many practitioners of the Ten Thousand Realms traveling to the birthday banquet will pass through here, so naturally, the Holy City has set up a checkpoint for inspections."

"Linglong Realm Master’s grand celebration?"

Mo Wangchen was momentarily stunned, not expecting such coincidence.

"I’m Zhao Yiran from ’Qianmu Realm’ Yun Dao Immortal Sect. I’m here on behalf of my sect for the celebration. Why don’t you join me? I visited here once two years ago, so I’m familiar with the area and can lead the way. Let’s make friends," the young man said with a harmless smile.

Mo Wangchen nodded, not refusing. He had already sensed the young man’s cultivation earlier, having stepped into the Divine Realm Great Mahayana but posed no threat to his group. For the Linglong Realm Master’s celebration, if possible, he naturally wanted to join in the fun.