Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1560 - 1551: Comprehending the Moon Piercing Technique (Third Update)

Chapter 1560: Chapter 1551: Comprehending the Moon Piercing Technique (Third Update)

"My Golden Spirit Devil Saber..."

Wen Yuanfei still had blood at the corner of his mouth. Within these nine heavens, even if killed, one wouldn’t truly die.

They would only be transmitted out and sent back to Taifeng City.

But it’s different for Holy Weapons; if they’re destroyed, they’re truly destroyed.

The Golden Spirit Devil Saber was his most powerful Holy Weapon; over the years, he had gained significant fame in the Northern Desolate with this saber.

Now, with the saber destroyed, claiming not to be heartbroken would be a lie.

"Though we are at the same realm now, to me, you are too weak."

Mo Wangchen remained seated, never standing up from the beginning to end. As he spoke, the Dao Heaven Sword in his hand lightly trembled, and a sharp Sword Light slashed out, instantly falling upon Wen Yuanfei.

"Bang!"

His body exploded on the spot, dying tragically, and was transmitted out.

"This person has the potential to be invincible in the same realm; if encountered during the contest for divine images, he must not be underestimated."

In fact, the battle here had long attracted the attention of many within the second heaven.

"In a same realm battle, how strong is he truly?"

The Saintess Yunxi sat cross-legged in front of a divine image, whispering, before retracting her gaze from Mo Wangchen’s direction, no longer paying attention.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, in the second heaven, a divine image emitted a bright light, enveloping a man dressed in purple. His eyebrows were like swords, and his aura was imposing. At this moment, the man in purple successfully comprehended the skills transmitted by the divine image and was about to embark on the third heaven.

Surrounded by Holy Light, he stood up from the cushion, his body slowly rising. Upon reaching a certain height, the man in purple opened his eyes, staring directly at Mo Wangchen on the distant Absolute Peak, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Tianlan Saint!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the man in purple as none other than the Tianlan Saint of the Jiang Family in the Northern Desolate, the genius with the strongest bloodline in the current generation, Jiang Jiuyun!

"You are quite interesting, slaying many from my Northern Desolate. I must say, by now, you have caught my attention."

Jiang Jiuyun gazed into the distance, his eyes falling on Mo Wangchen on the distant Absolute Peak, speaking lightly, yet his words spread clearly, echoing throughout the second heaven.

"Buzz..."

As his voice fell, his body shook, enveloped completely in Holy Light, and he vanished from the spot, entering the third heaven.

"Is the Tianlan Saint unable to resist making a move?"

"Mo Wangchen is in trouble this time; the Reverse Life Bloodline is extraordinary, and it’s in Jiang Family, a clan of ages, once honored by coexisting with ten Reverse Life bloodlines. The strength of the Reverse Life Blood in Jiang Jiuyun is self-evident."

There was discussion among the crowd, including the practitioners within Taifeng City, who had always been focused on the happenings above the nine heavens.

"The third heaven will be where Mo Wangchen halts!"

Among the crowd, a young man with a pale face spoke in a deep voice, clearly being the Wen Yuanfei who had been transmitted out, now looking coldly at Mo Wangchen within the second heaven.

"Then you’re mistaken; in a same realm contest, I believe Brother Mo is not inferior to anyone else. Can the Tianlan Saint suppress him? That’s another matter."

Not far behind Wen Yuanfei, a man sat cross-legged on a rooftop, speaking with a faint smile.

Hearing the man’s words, everyone couldn’t help but turn their eyes over. Wen Yuanfei maintained a composed expression, a cold glint passing through his eyes, "Are you a friend of Mo Wangchen?"

"I just met him not long ago."

The man nodded, also looking at Wen Yuanfei and smiling, "Why? Are Northern Desolate people so unwilling to lose? Being slain by Brother Mo inside, and still wanting to target his friends outside?"

"Whether the Northern Desolate wins or loses, what does it have to do with you? You have no right to comment here!"

A young man stepped out from behind Wen Yuanfei, none other than Chen Han, who was slain by Mo Wangchen within the first heaven.

With their abilities, they could have at least stepped into the fifth heaven or higher to gain more divine arts from the divine images. Yet, due to Mo Wangchen, they were sent out early.

Already infuriated, being ridiculed here now was unbearable.

"Buzz..."

At the moment Chen Han’s words fell, the man sitting on the rooftop changed his smiling expression to one much more stern. Behind him, a phantom figure appeared, seemingly an Ancient Immortal God, sitting cross-legged in the void, about to feather transform and fly up.

"Even the Tianlan Saint wouldn’t dare speak to me this way here. Are you seeking death?"

The man’s expression turned icy. As his voice fell, from behind the phantom figure, an immense pressure emanated, causing everyone’s expression to change, especially for Chen Han and Wen Yuanfei. The pressure obviously targeted them, like a Heavenly Mountain suppressing their shoulders, leaving them fearful.

The crowd cried out, an elderly expert’s expression changed slightly, "Feather Transformation Immortal Technique?!"

"You... you are the Feather Transformation Saint?"

Fear filled Chen Han’s and Wen Yuanfei’s eyes, forced to stay in place by the pressure, unable to move.

Legend has it that the Feather Transformation Saint battled across the West Wilderness, undefeated. Even the Feihong Saint was defeated by him.

In front of such a figure, only Saint level characters of the same rank could compare. Although Chen Han and Wen Yuanfei were considered top talents of the Northern Desolate, in Feather Transformation Saint’s eyes, there was little difference between them and ants.

"Hmph!"

The Feather Transformation Saint snorted coldly, finally retracting the Immortal Technique, and the pressure disappeared. He did not make a move on the two.

Chen Han and Wen Yuanfei breathed heavily as if gaining a new life, drenched in a cold sweat. After giving one terrified glance at the Feather Transformation Saint on the rooftop, they turned to leave without looking back, not daring to linger.

Meanwhile, within the second heaven, Mo Wangchen sat quietly before the divine image, continuing to comprehend the Sword technique.

The power of the Sun-Cutting Style had left Mo Wangchen quite satisfied, even exceeding his expectations.

The Moon Piercing was the second style of the Infinite Sword Technique, indicating its power would be even greater; he did not want to miss this opportunity for enlightenment.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed!

In these two days, many had also gained recognition from the divine images, succeeding the Tianlan Saint in entering the third heaven.

On this day, Mo Wangchen awakened from his Sword Enlightenment state, and the divine image behind him emitted abundant Holy Light, enveloping him, and he vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Mo Wangchen has succeeded too, entering the third heaven!"

In Taifeng City, many people focused on him. In this assessment, aside from those Saint level geniuses, the most attention-worthy was undoubtedly Mo Wangchen, the rising star of the Eastern Desolate.

Moreover, with the Tianlan Saint eyeing him now, many wanted to see what actions the Tianlan Saint would take once Mo Wangchen entered the third heaven.

"There are two hundred divine images within the third heaven, and Mo Wangchen is the 87th person to enter, not too late. It’s just unclear whether he can withstand the Tianlan Saint’s next moves."

"The Tianlan Saint has set his sights on him; Mo Wangchen is bound to halt at the third heaven!" a transmitted-out Northern Desolate talent coldly snorted.