Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 1671 - 1661: Heavenly Desolate Death Hand

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Chapter 1671: Chapter 1661: Heavenly Desolate Death Hand

"Red Lotus Saint, it’s apparent that you have lingered for a long time within the Three Divine Tribulations, no ordinary ordeal, This Seat has also dwelled within the Three Divine Tribulations for an extensive period. Should we truly decide the superior between us, I fear it wouldn’t be feasible in a short time. What say you, we settle the outcome with a single move?"

Huangshan Ancestor addressed Red Lotus Saint.

Crossing hands amidst the Three Divine Tribulations is no trivial matter; unless one possesses an absolute advantage, defeating the other party will inevitably come at a great cost.

Not to mention the lack of absolute certainty on Huangshan Ancestor’s part, even with certainty, truly defeating Red Lotus Saint would demand a tremendous price.

"That is exactly my intention!"

Red Lotus Saint nodded slightly, which was precisely what she had in mind.

Between the two of them, a victory was all that was required, not a battle to the death with vendettas.

The next moment, both their gazes turned solemn as they stared at each other, an invisible momentum spreading. The surrounding space was frozen, and a suffocating breath pervaded the area.

"A move to decide the outcome, eh? Both Red Lotus Saint and Huangshan Ancestor are strong ones who stand within the Three Divine Tribulations. Once they make a move, it must surely lead to a cataclysmic shift."

"This match is of utmost importance. Red Lotus Saint must win, for if she does not, according to the agreement, Zhenyang Sect will have to release Young Master Qilin and the Godson; wouldn’t that be giving them too much advantage?"

"Watch, the result of a move that decides the outcome will quickly be known."

...

The people of Zhenyang Sect all clenched their fists in secret, their eyes fixated on Red Lotus Saint, for the face of the Zhenyang Sect rested entirely in her hands.

It was the same for the people from Demon God Emperor Palace and Supreme Hall, all their hopes lay upon Huangshan Ancestor.

An intangible aura emanated from Red Lotus Saint and Huangshan Ancestor, and the masses below could sense that oppressive, dull presence.

Those who are crossing the Divine tribulation are in search of the path to godhood, gradually touching upon the Rules, whereas those in the Three Divine Tribulations can already control some of them. In their invisible aura lay the might of the Rules.

Suddenly, both Huangshan Ancestor and Red Lotus Saint moved, their majestic strengths bursting forth from within like an unleashed flood, completely dominating the space.

In a split second, Huangshan Ancestor thrust a finger forward, a heaven-shaking earth-shattering power erupting from the fingertip, instantly collapsing the Void before him. Nine dazzling stars appeared, shining brightly and dispelling everything.

"Nine Sky-God Finger!"

Nine stars rolled forward as if they were a crushing wheel, stars falling, space fracturing, waves surging and vigor as solid as mountains. All the lands within a thousand miles seemed destined to be destroyed by this fearful power, turning to ruins.

In a single move, the colors of heaven and earth shifted.

At the same time, Red Lotus Saint’s jade hand struck out, a vast strength erupting, materializing an enormous hand that eclipsed the sky, exceeding a hundred feet, plucking stars and moons, tearing apart the Sky Dome.

"Heavenly Desolate Death Hand!"

The sky-enveloping Big Hand clenched, permeated with an ancient and profound breath, where it passed through, space turned to dust, as if it were the hand of the heavens itself, destroying heaven and earth.

"Boom..."

In an instant, Heavenly Desolate Death Hand clashed fiercely with the Nine Sky-God Finger, the massive hand seizing the nine stars with a violent grasp and a thunderous boom resounded, deafening, as if the whole world were on the brink of annihilation.

This was the true power belonging to the Three Divine Tribulations!

"How strong!"

Long Yan’s eyes trembled slightly, also somewhat shocked.

The power of the Three Divine Tribulations far surpassed that of the Second Divine Calamity. Whether it was Heavenly Desolate Death Hand or Nine Sky-God Finger, Long Yan was not sure he could withstand either, unless he resorted to the Ghost God Seal or the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, only then would there be a slight possibility.

In the high sky, Heavenly Desolate Death Hand seized the nine stars within its grasp, clashing with the power of Nine Sky-God Finger, as the surrounding space collapsed directly, the power of the Dark Void suppressed.

"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly, a series of explosive sounds rang out; those nine stars were actually crushed to pieces by the Heavenly Desolate Death Hand, turning into fragments, and then, the Heavenly Desolate Death Hand proceeded to press down towards Huangshan Ancestor.

The Heavenly Desolate Death Hand’s light dimmed a few notches after crushing nine stars.

"Break!"

Just as the Heavenly Desolate Death Hand was about to strike, Huangshan Ancestor threw out a lightning-fast punch, finally shattering the Heavenly Desolate Death Hand.

Clearly, in this exchange, the Red Lotus Saint held the upper hand.

Huangshan Ancestor lost!

"I concede!"

The Red Lotus Saint uttered these two words indifferently, also reining in her aura.

The victor was decided, and she had achieved her goal.

"You are almost at the threshold of a demigod, lacking only an opportunity. This Seat does not feel wronged by the defeat."

Huangshan Ancestor too, contained his aura, casually remarking.

To be a demigod is to be at the peak. The gap between someone who has weathered Three Divine Tribulations and a demigod is vast, to put it mildly. A demigod could crush the former with just one finger.

After reaching the level of Three Divine Tribulations, all strive for the heights of a demigod, a lengthy process. Clearly, the Red Lotus Saint was ahead of Huangshan Ancestor.

"The Red Lotus Saint won, that’s great! Zhenyang Sect won. There’s no need to hand over Young Master Qilin or the Godson."

"The Three Divine Tribulations are too powerful; that’s what real strength looks like. It’s nearly reaching the pinnacle of the Emperor Domain."

"From now on, the Zhenyang Sect will also have the protection of the Three Divine Tribulations."

...

When Huangshan Ancestor admitted defeat, the disciples of Zhenyang Sect immediately erupted in excitement, the gloom in their hearts swept away.

This crisis was finally resolved. Zhenyang Sect didn’t have to hand over Young Master Qilin or the Godson, and both the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall would depart.

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Compared to the Zhenyang Sect, the expressions on the faces of those from the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall turned rather ugly.

They had lost to Zhenyang Sect. Not only did they fail to achieve their goals, but Zhenyang Sect also gained credibility at their expense, a not insignificant loss.

"Palace Master, what should we do? Are we really going to let this go?"

An elder from the Demon God Emperor Palace whispered to the Qilin King.

If they withdrew now, leaving Young Master Qilin in the hands of Zhenyang Sect, it would be like allowing Zhenyang Sect to exploit their vulnerability.

"We proposed the bet; should we not accept our loss with grace? Does the Demon God Emperor Palace have no dignity?"

The Qilin King rebuked loudly.

Losing was losing. The Demon God Emperor Palace could afford to lose. As the head of the palace, he had to consider the face of the Demon God Emperor Palace.

"But..."

As the elder was about to say more, he was cut off by the Qilin King.

"No more words are necessary. This King underestimated Zhenyang Sect, and the cost shall be borne by This King."

The Qilin Prince was his son, and he had done his utmost this time.

As for what would happen next, it was beyond his control.

At this moment, both the Red Lotus Saint and Huangshan Ancestor swooped down from the sky, returning to their respective camps. Huangshan Ancestor and the Qilin King exchanged glances, each with a complexity in their eyes.

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