Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 751 -

The Array Plate was successfully activated. Qinchuan made a small gesture and immediately transmitted his voice, "For now, do not act rashly."

At the same time, the long spear in his hand shone even more brightly. Spotting a flaw in Mo Wentian's defense, he sidestepped and thrust his spear, unleashing a mighty Spear Intent.

"Ding, ding, ding," imbued with Qinchuan's supreme Divine Power, the spear clashed with the Divine Sword.

Amid the clamorous ringing, Spear Energy wildly danced, each streak as dazzling as lightning, all striking the Divine Sword animated by Spiritual Energy and Runes.

With a "crack" sound, Qinchuan's Spear Intent hit the weak spot of the Six Paths Divine Sword. Unable to withstand the Spear Energy, the swords quickly snapped, turned into light, and completely dissipated in the battlefield's storm of spiritual essence.

After severing the six Divine Swords, Qinchuan pushed the momentum further, sweeping his world-splitting long spear across.

"Bang!"

The spear struck Mo Wentian's chest, where his Physical Body was incredibly robust. It emitted a dull sound like a large bell, while a burst of dazzling Divine Light erupted, like splendid fireworks blooming. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

With a "boom," Mo Wentian was blasted into the plain, creating a crater tens of miles deep, trapping him within its depths.

In the center of the crater, Mo Wentian lay paralyzed. His chest was caved in significantly, and he was spitting out blood and flesh. His internal organs had sustained severe injuries.

However, this sweep of the spear had not split him in two, which was beyond Qinchuan's expectations. Mo Wentian's Physical Body strength was almost competing with his own.

"Just surrender. I don't have time to play with you," Qinchuan said coldly.

Following that, Qinchuan charged forward, unleashing terrifying Divine Ability Treasured Arts, pressing down towards Mo Wentian's head.

Despite the heavy injuries, Mo Wentian was able to resurrect even after death, clearly not to be understood by common sense. Qinchuan immediately used his full strength to capture him.

"Shadow-Capturing Saint Hand!"

Qinchuan executed a formidable Treasured Art—a Heaven-Piercing Divine Skill that could pluck both Soul and Physical Body.

At that moment, the Great Dao Laws surged forth, transforming into a sky full of Divine Chains. Dao Magic interwove into a vast ethereal hand, the crystalline palm pressing down, exuding an overwhelming sense of despair.

Mo Wentian felt the flow of Dao Magic and Spiritual Energy around him slowing down, as if he was about to suffocate.

At this moment, his body became unable to stir any further. Qinchuan's relentless attacks left him no room to breathe.

His Soul was about to be captured by the opponent.

As the battle ensued, his defeat was certain, with no more arts left to defy heaven and change his fate.

"No!"

Mo Wentian's face was full of intense hatred as he couldn't help but cry out in fury.

Compared to three years ago, his strength had grown so much, so why had he still been defeated?

"Why?!"

"Why am I still losing to you?!"

As the gigantic hand overhead drew closer, Mo Wentian's sense of powerlessness intensified, his face filled with unwillingness.

"I am invincible; how can I be defeated by you twice in a row?!"

Mo Wentian roared in anger, it was unclear whether he was questioning Qinchuan or himself.

"It's over. I told you three years ago that if you resurrect, I would kill you again, until you shudder with fear at the sight of me and kneel before me," Qinchuan declared.

As he spoke, the huge hand in the sky made its way towards Mo Wentian's Physical Body.

Just as he was about to capture Mo Wentian, an unexpected development occurred the next moment—Qinchuan suddenly felt an appalling sense of crisis.

"Danger is approaching!"

No sooner had he conjured this terrifying thought.

The next moment, the void flickered, and four figures appeared out of thin air, landing in front of Qinchuan.

Among them, two men and two women, three of whom need not be mentioned, but most importantly the woman standing in the center.

She was scantily clad, with a seductive figure, and a golden bell tied around her ankle, giving off an extremely alluring aura, as if she were a goddess stepping out of a painting.

Around her, space ripples emanated, caused by the Great Dao Laws squeezing outward from her body, with Dharma Patterns circulating and an overpowering energy surging into the sky, immeasurably mysterious and ancient.

A terrifying oppressive force radiated from the central woman, squeezing in from all directions towards Qinchuan.

At this moment, he felt as if he was trapped in the depths of a muddy abyss, even breathing was extremely difficult.

What was more terrifying was that the aura emanating from her was not intentional, but merely a careless leak; with every movement, the Dao crushed all in its path.

Below, the entire Tianqing City plunged into chaos. Great Saints and Supreme Saint experts fell from the sky under the pressure of the woman's aura, struggling even to stand. Those below the Supreme Saint were pressed directly to the ground, unable to even lift their heads to see the true face of the goddess.

"The Divine Being Realm!"

"This is a cultivator of the Divine Being Realm!"

Qinchuan's hairs stood on end, his back breaking out in cold shivers, as he felt an awful pressure emanating from her.

"Who is Qinchuan?"

High above, the goddess looked down at Qinchuan and the entire Tianqing City, as if everyone below were mere ants in her eyes, not worth mentioning.

In fact.

The gap between the Mortal Realm and the God Realm was huge, akin to the difference between clouds in the sky and mud on the ground. Her stature in the Divine Being Realm on the Divine Wilderness Continent indeed gave her the right to look down on everyone.

From the aura and attire of the other party, Qinchuan had already guessed who she was; if not from the Jiang Family of the four major families, then who?

And this cultivator of the Divine Being Realm was clearly from the Jin Ling Holy Land.

"These people are actually using Heaven Warding Pill to deal with me," Qinchuan thought to himself.

A Divine Being Realm appearing in the Divine Wilderness Continent, he naturally knew what precious artifact the other side had used.

After a short moment of terror, Qinchuan quickly recovered, a flurry of thoughts flashing through his mind: "The gap between the Mortal Realm and the God Realm is vast. Using the Divine Corpse, I might be able to stall for some time if I were in the Great Emperor Realm.

But now, I'm merely at the intermediate stage of Great Saint, it's absolutely impossible to block the opponent!

Now, my only hope is to rely on the just-activated Zhonghua Formation Plate."

The Zhonghua Formation Plate had never appeared in the world before, and this was his first time activating it. Whether it could defend against the assault of a Divine Being Realm expert, he also had no assurance at this moment.

He then stepped forward and calmly replied, "I am Qinchuan, who might you be?"

"My illustrious name is not for you to know. You only need to understand that I am here to suppress you," the goddess declared with lips red and teeth white, her words slow and measured, carrying an undeniable will: "Hand over the Dao Palace Secret Realm and the Spiritual Pearls you obtained from the Spirit Martial Great Tomb, then destroy your True Spirit, and I will spare the people of this city behind you.

Otherwise, with just a thought from me, everyone in this city below will accompany you in death."

People of a city, numbering at least in the tens of millions, were just casually sentenced to death in her statement.

Indeed, under the effect of the Heaven Warding Pill, she would be completely forgotten by the Heavenly Dao within this hour, her actions would not suffer any backlash.

She had none of the reservations that Jiang Chen and the others earlier had.

In her eyes, these people were no more than ants. To kill or not was a matter of a mere thought for her, and she would bear no psychological burden for it.