Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1748 - 1739: Piaomiao Evil Lord

"Buzz!"

The void trembled intensely, and an infinite sword force filled the surroundings. Facing Hua Wuxin’s relentless fierce attacks, Mo Wangchen wielded the Dao Heaven Sword, performing the Lingtian Style from the Infinite Sword Technique, like an unparalleled Ancient Sword King, invincible in every direction!

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

One sword light after another shattered as they collided high above in the endless sky. By now, the area where they fought had turned into a sea of swords, where entry meant certain death!

"Swish!"

This scene couldn’t last long. Their sword techniques clashed evenly, neither gaining the upper hand, forcing Mo Wangchen to take the initiative.

Because he knew that the power within him would eventually be exhausted, while the current Hua Wuxin embodied the will of the Heavenly Dao, whose power was endless. Continuing at this pace, defeat was inevitable!

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

One hand gripping the sword to slash, the other clenched into a fist, waves of invisible energy fanned out, crashing down the Thunder Swords that fell upon him.

The sky changed color, no longer the darkness from before. Purple thunder light intertwined with the Dao Heaven Sword light, dyeing the sky above Heavenly Heart City in purple.

Mo Wangchen advanced with large strides towards Hua Wuxin in the sky, undeterred by the opponent’s fierce attacks that slashed down. He showed no intention of evading, advancing fearlessly!

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

The Thunder Swords continuously shattered, dissolving into terrifying energy ripples, stirring the void.

Even though Mo Wangchen’s Divine King Body was strong enough to meet these Thunder Swords head-on, the resulting force from their collisions kept pushing him back.

However, each time he was pushed back, Mo Wangchen reacted almost instantly, leaping up, shielding his body with the Haotian God Technique to counter the Thunder Sword’s attacks. On the other hand, wielding the Dao Heaven Sword to slash, he channeled Creation Power to counterattack.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

This scene persisted for an unknown length of time. The Thunder Swords dismantled by Mo Wangchen high above were at least tens of thousands in number.

Finally, the distance between him and Hua Wuxin closed in. It was a reckless charge. By now, Mo Wangchen barely cared about the sword lights slashing down upon him. With the Haotian God Technique and Divine King Body, these Thunder Swords couldn’t harm him.

"Truly a peerless precious body, even the Thunder Swords formed by the Heavenly Dao’s will can’t harm him!"

"This person is too terrifying, his physical power surpasses that of the Southern Immortal. No wonder he could invoke the Rebellion Slaying Tribulation. If he succeeds today, who in his generation could rival him?"

"Achieving success is exceedingly difficult. Throughout history, the Rebellion Slaying Tribulation has appeared so rarely that you could count them on one hand. None who invoked it succeeded in crossing it, each succumbing to the tribulation’s might. It’s a true Killing Tribulation, representing Haotian’s will, here to sever those crossing tribulations!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion. Even though Mo Wangchen’s performance far exceeded their expectations, doubts lingered about his success in passing the tribulation.

"Swish!"

Simultaneously high above, the distance between Mo Wangchen and Hua Wuxin gradually diminished. At a certain moment, when the speed of Thunder Swords forming fell behind those being shattered, Mo Wangchen seized the gap, suddenly darting to appear before Hua Wuxin.

The opponent’s face remained cold throughout, devoid of emotion, or rather, Haotian inherently lacked emotion.

"Trying to stop me from proving the Reverse Life Dao? Impossible, bring someone more formidable."

Mo Wangchen, holding the Dao Heaven Sword, appeared before Hua Wuxin. His words were slightly cold, as he gazed towards the surging Heavenly Vault above, seemingly searching or exploring something within the dark clouds.

"Sizz!"

As the sound faded, a purple sword light flashed, and the Dao Heaven Sword pierced through Hua Wuxin’s skull directly.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The void trembled slightly. At the instant when Mo Wangchen wiped out Hua Wuxin with a sword, Hua Wuxin, derived from Haotian’s will, exploded, transforming into a surging energy ripple, scattering across the void.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Immediately, the thunderclouds above Mo Wangchen’s head became more agitated, as if Haotian was completely enraged.

"Swish!"

In the next moment, the thunderclouds split again, and another figure emerged.

He was also a young man, his expression indifferent, devoid of emotion. Though entirely formed by thunder, he had a strikingly exquisite face. Despite his sinister look, he possessed a countenance that made all women envious.

This was a remarkably beautiful young man!

"Piaomiao Evil Lord?!"

In Heavenly Heart City, upon seeing the young man’s visage, someone couldn’t help exclaiming.

"The Piaomiao Evil Lord who dominated the four star domains of the Chaos Realm fourteen million years ago?"

"It’s said the Piaomiao Evil Lord never tasted defeat. Over fourteen million years ago, he swept across the four star domains, suppressing many contemporaneous prodigies. In his era, few could match him. Unfortunately, after barely a millennium, due to the untimely demise of his beloved, the Piaomiao Evil Lord became despondent and never recovered. It’s rumored that his last appearance was in the ’Immortal Stream’ of the East Star Domain, one of the most terrifying Life Forbidden Zones of the Chaos Universe..."

"What dazzling talent did the Piaomiao Evil Lord possess back then? Among the younger generation, he was nearly unbeatable. Had he not fallen prematurely, he likely would have been a Realm Lord Level powerhouse by now. It’s unimaginable that Mo Wangchen’s second Rebellion Slaying Tribulation is the Piaomiao Evil Lord. Who can say what peerless geniuses from different eras might emerge next?"

An elderly voice trembled enough to reveal his inner shock. This old man came from a faction named Xunmiao Mansion. Tracing back, Xunmiao Mansion had some ties to the long-gone Piaomiao Evil Lord. Much of their heritage likely stemmed from the Piaomiao Evil Lord, and even now, his portrait remains in the mansion.

"Piaomiao..."

Standing high in the sky, with his cultivation, Mo Wangchen clearly heard the discussions from below. Unable to suppress a murmur, he said, "Thinking back, I too bear a karmic connection with the words ’Piaomiao’. But... whether you were Piaomiao or Paomiao, since you’re now just dust of past eras, you shouldn’t reappear in this world."

As his words concluded, Mo Wangchen’s eyes gleamed as he activated two Divine Arts, taking the initiative to strike.