Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1562 - 1553: Kill!

The astonishing arrow shot straight at Mo Wangchen’s brow.

Wu Qiyue attacked with full force, holding nothing back; their purpose here was singular—to kill Mo Wangchen!

"Snap!"

However, just as the arrow was about to reach Mo Wangchen’s eyes.

He continued to sit calmly on the cushion, raised his hand, and in the blink of an eye, caught the arrow that flew through the void.

Then, with a slight exertion of his fingers, he shattered the arrow into pieces.

"Showy but impractical."

He sneered, looking at Wu Qiyue, and continued to speak, "I’ve said before, if you want to kill me, unless Tianlan Saint personally comes, there might be a chance."

"Ignorant of life and death, watch us take you down today!"

Behind Wu Qiyue, a talented young man stepped forward with a cold snort, holding a worn roulette in his hand.

On the roulette, a clear crack was visible, yet it was surrounded by an indescribable brilliance, making it appear extraordinary.

"Buzz..."

The young man opened his mouth and spat out a drop of essence blood, dripping it into the roulette.

In an instant, the space trembled violently, and the brilliance surrounding the roulette became unbearably dazzling, with overwhelming divine power pouring forth, forming a heavenly river, stirring the void, and pressing towards Mo Wangchen with extreme force.

"Break!"

Mo Wangchen condensed a sword with his fingers, slicing through the void; instantly, sword light flashed, seemingly severing the heavenly universe, and in the blink of an eye, shattered the force emitted by the roulette into nothingness.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

Meanwhile, Wu Qiyue was not idle; he leaped into the air, continuously drawing and expanding his golden bow, and arrows formed by divine power slid down one after another, resembling a meteor shower.

Each arrow was extremely astonishing, as if capable of destroying a small world, unstoppable in its might.

"Humph!"

Mo Wangchen’s eyes flashed with brilliance; he joined his two fingers together, raising them in the air, continuously waving, as crystalline sword light flashed one after another. Instantly, the magnificent sword force filled the arena, making everyone somewhat overwhelmed.

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

In mid-air, arrows and sword light collided, both shattering and extinguishing, as if in a perfectly balanced exchange—neither could overpower the other.

But within that clash, an extremely astounding and sharp aura spread, as if a thousand swords swept through the void, aiming to destroy heaven and earth.

"Attack together!"

Below, five other Northern Desolate Prides seized the opportunity and, while Mo Wangchen was engaged in combat with Wu Qiyue, launched their attacks, each summoning their Holy Weapons, intending to kill Mo Wangchen with supreme methods.

"Buzz..."

A crimson blade light swept forth, splitting the void, slicing down like a reaper’s sickle onto Mo Wangchen’s head.

"Annihilate!"

Mo Wangchen roared, waving his fingers in the air. While defending against Wu Qiyue’s arrows, he simultaneously summoned the Dao Heaven Sword, controlling it with his mind, slashing in mid-air.

The Dao Heaven Sword emitted a purple sword light, causing heaven and earth to lose color, easily dissolving the crimson blade light that was cleaving down.

Moreover, after dissolving such an attack, Mo Wangchen controlled the Dao Heaven Sword, proactively launching an offensive—the purple blade swept into the air, countless sword lights burst forth by the hundreds, forming a powerful attack, cutting towards Wu Qiyue and the other five Northern Desolate talents.

The expressions of the six changed drastically; although Mo Wangchen was a bit arrogant, there was no denying he indeed had the capital to be prideful. While defending against all six, he could even proactively attack—not something anyone could achieve.

"Let’s see how long you can hold out!"

Wu Qiyue sneered, retracting the golden bow, using Holy Technique to fend off Mo Wangchen’s sword light.

This was a battle of attrition; in his view, although Mo Wangchen was strong, taking on six alone—just the consumption of divine power was enough to wear him down.

"Demon-Breaking Slash!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

In mid-air, a blade-wielding talent sneered, dissolving Mo Wangchen’s attack with crimson blade light, then attacked again.

He raised the blade above his head, invoking heavenly force, splitting the void, integrating intangible power into the blade, slashing fiercely down.

"Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle..."

Saber energy soared skyward, earth-shattering, collapsing large areas of space which couldn’t withstand the existence of this sword light.

"Die!"

Mo Wangchen’s eyes flashed coldly, locking onto the opponent; Dao Heaven Sword hummed, suddenly tracing a bizarre arc in mid-air, like a meteor plummeting, sweeping towards the blade-wielding talent.

"Hiss!"

Sword light flashed, the Dao Heaven Sword instantly pierced through the talent’s body, shattering his Divine Sea, causing his body to explode into a mist of blood, dying a violent death.

"First, subdue this sword!"

Wu Qiyue bellowed angrily; it was clear now that this sword was extraordinary, far exceeding ordinary Holy Weapons. If this was Mo Wangchen’s reliance, then if the sword were suppressed, defeating Mo Wangchen wouldn’t be so challenging.

Upon hearing these words, everyone nodded, each throwing their Holy Weapon, releasing boundless brilliance in mid-air, pouring out towering Holy Power, together pressing down on the Dao Heaven Sword.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

With five great Holy Weapons encroaching, the Dao Heaven Sword seemed bound by an invisible Holy Power—the sword body trembled wildly, wanting to break free.

But Wu Qiyue and the others’ Holy Weapons were clearly not ordinary; five together, even the Dao Heaven Sword, couldn’t escape instantly at this moment.

"It’s said you defeated the leader of the Heavenly Martial Seven Swords in the Eastern Desolate; your Sword Dao prowess is unparalleled. Seeing it today, you indeed live up to the legend. Without this sword, let’s see how much more you can cause a stir."

Seeing the Dao Heaven Sword subdued, Wu Qiyue sneered coldly; his eyes brimmed with lethal intent.

"If you think my strength relies solely on the sword, then you’re mistaken."

Mo Wangchen sat on the cushion, never rising from the start, but now, it seemed he must take things seriously.

After all, Wu Qiyue and the others were top-tier experts at the third tier of the Ancient God Realm. Before truly entering the fourth tier, facing such opponents seriously was still quite strenuous.

As his words fell, Mo Wangchen slowly exhaled, finally rising from the cushion.

Killing intent appeared in his eyes; these people had thoroughly enraged him.

"Boom!"

Just as he stood up, endless Holy Light suddenly burst around Mo Wangchen. His body flickered, exploding towards one of them with extreme speed.

"Hmm? Be careful!"

Wu Qiyue’s brow furrowed suddenly, exclaiming, but Mo Wangchen’s speed was too fast; even he couldn’t react instantly. As the sound was made, it was already too late.

"Bang!"

The golden fist smashed out angrily, fiercely hitting a talent, shattering the person entirely into a mist of blood. Mo Wangchen was decisive and ruthless, showing no mercy.

In his view, the appearance of these people was a demonstration against him by Tianlan Saint. Since others have bullied him to this extent, Mo Wangchen must retaliate forcefully.

He wanted to let Tianlan Saint know what the outcome would be when provoking him!