Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1575 - 1566: The Situation

The earth-shattering sword light pierced through heaven and earth, as if crossing from the ancient times, directly targeting the position of the Tianlan Saint.

This sword was Mo Wangchen’s emulation of Lin Feng’s swordsmanship, which in the past transcended thousands of miles to slay the Dao Body of Yan Ruyi.

"You’ve already lost."

Before the sword light fell, Mo Wangchen’s voice was light and indifferent, his gaze fixed on the Tianlan Saint, with a single statement sealing the opponent’s fate.

Now, even if the Tianlan Saint wanted to burn his bloodline power, it was already too late.

"No!"

He raised his head and roared angrily, a strong sense of unwillingness surfacing in his heart, surrounding him with radiant light, bursting forth like surging waves, instantaneously forming a kind of energy barrier that protected him entirely.

"Crack!"

However, the barrier was vulnerable, collapsing instantly as the sword light descended.

"Screech!"

Blood splashed wildly, as the sword light finally struck the Tianlan Saint, sending him flying backward, a clear scar appearing on his chest, shocking to the eyes.

With a Reverse Life Body, Mo Wangchen’s emulation of Lin Feng’s strike couldn’t possibly match Lin Feng’s own powerful display, making it rather difficult to directly obliterate the Tianlan Saint.

However, after withstanding this sword attack, the Tianlan Saint was now scarcely different from having fallen.

If not for the Reverse Life Body, he would long have perished under the sword light!

Golden blood dripped down, the Tianlan Saint’s face as pale as can be, his eyes full of blood vessels. At this moment, he hadn’t died immediately but was rather suffering immense pain because of it.

"What of the Reverse Life Body? What of bloodline power? You still lost at my hands."

Mo Wangchen looked at him, his gaze icy. This person was extremely arrogant and conceited, initially deeming Mo Wangchen unworthy of combat. Now, defeated and facing death, with his path of trials severed, this radical change struck a severe blow to the Dao Heart of the Tianlan Saint.

Even outside, Mo Wangchen wasn’t his match, but as long as the Dao Heart was damaged, it wouldn’t take long for his own cultivation to catch up with the Tianlan Saint, and with true strength, crush him!

"Mo Wangchen... if I don’t slay you, I, Jiang Jiuyun, will never reverse life in this lifetime!"

With a final roar, his body finally burst apart, transforming into a blood mist that scattered with the wind.

"Buzz..."

At the same time, the figure of the Tianlan Saint appeared again in Taifeng City. Though heavily damaged within the fivefold heavenly universe, his true body emerged unscathed outside.

But now, his complexion was as pale as paper. Upon reappearing, he couldn’t help but cough up blood.

The recent feeling of death was too unbearable for him, never expecting that he would actually lose this battle.

Burning bloodline power came at such a high cost, yet now that the Dao Heart was damaged, the Tianlan Saint felt extremely stifled and desolate. Coughing blood was the least of his worries, if he couldn’t overcome today’s defeat, he would forever be stuck, reduced to dust of the age.

"Huff..."

Finally, he took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, gazing at the high skies where the white-clad figure stood lofty upon the fivefold heavenly sphere. After a long moment, the Tianlan Saint finally averted his gaze, transforming into a divine rainbow and flew away.

"Even the Tianlan Saint has lost..."

"The invincible Reverse Life Bloodline, the undefeated legend of the Northern Desolate, lost at the hands of Mo Wangchen!"

"The Divine King Body, Mo Wangchen... this name will truly resonate throughout the four regions of the world."

Everyone was utterly astonished, still not entirely processing the outcome of this battle.

But as for all this, Mo Wangchen paid no mind. The heavenly universe gradually returned to its former brightness, and the fractured space, ruined by battle, now slowly regained its order.

He descended onto the Absolute Peak below, walking up to the statue, and promptly sat down cross-legged.

Mo Wangchen knew that defeating the Tianlan Saint was merely solving one major problem. If he wished to advance further, more significant challenges were waiting for him.

Time passed swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had gone by.

During this half-month, Mo Wangchen had long left the fivefold heavenly sphere, moving forward, and had now reached the eighth heavenly sphere.

Within the eighth sphere, only ten people reached here. Besides Mo Wangchen, there were the Purple Extreme Saint, Saintess Yunxi, and the Heavenly Martial Saint among the young kings of the Eastern Desolate.

Zhen Ming was eliminated back in the sixfold sphere.

Mu Ling battled the Feihong Saint of the Western Wilderness in the seventh sphere. Though both sides suffered losses, in the end, it was the Feihong Saint who successfully ascended to the eighth sphere, cutting off Mu Ling’s path of trials.

Mo Wangchen, Purple Extreme Saint, Saintess Yunxi, Heavenly Martial Saint, Feihong Saint, and also the three Saints from the Northern Desolate, along with the two from the Southern Desolate, a total of four people gathered within the eighth sphere.

Here, there were only nine statues left, meaning that among these ten people, only nine could advance further, with one inevitably being eliminated here.

"Except for Mo Wangchen, all those surviving in the trials now are Saint Level figures from various Sacred Lands."

"Two Saints and one Saintess from the Eastern Desolate, one Feihong Saint from the Western Wilderness, two from the Southern Desolate, three from the Northern Desolate, counting Mo Wangchen, the Eastern Desolate has precisely four who have made it to now."

"Another person will be eliminated again this time; who will it be?"

"I think it might be the Feihong Saint who stops here. He fought fiercely with Mu Ling in the seventh heavenly sphere, and hasn’t fully recovered, suffering a significant disadvantage against other Saints."

"Not necessarily. Qiantian Saint also endured a great battle in the seventh heavenly sphere, expending extensively, so he might also stop here."

"Rather than who will stop at the eighth heavenly sphere I’m more curious now about who will ultimately seize the crown. Until now, nearly all the Saints have exhibited their strength. Who do you think has the greater chance?"

"My first choice is Mo Wangchen, even the Reverse Life Bloodline was defeated by him, and with his Divine Pen that can imitate all methods under heaven, he’s invincible in the same realm."

"The Purple Extreme Saint is also a possibility. For some reason, I’ve always found this person incredibly mysterious. In the seventh heavenly sphere, he also engaged a Saint from the Southern Desolate and easily defeated his opponent. Even though they both have Saint Level strength, his victory was rather too effortless."

"I witnessed with my own eyes the past battle between the Purple Extreme Saint and the Eastern Desolate Dragon Sparrow. Compared to then, the strength he showcases now is much greater, and have you noticed that the cultivation technique he displayed seems not to belong to the Purple Extreme Sacred Land?"

"Don’t forget there’s also the Heavenly Martial Saint, holder of the Undying Sword Body. There’s nothing in this world he can’t cut. I’ve always wondered what the outcome would be when the Heavenly Martial Saint meets Mo Wangchen."

In Taifeng City, discussions were buzzing among the crowd. By now, many situations had become clear, nearing the final ultimate battle.