Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 871 - 862 Friendship Battle

"It seems I have underestimated you."

Tang Yongming narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Mo Wangchen’s body, "Among the same generation, there are only a few who can remain this calm under my imposing pressure."

Not only Tang Yongming, but the faces of the surrounding onlookers were equally filled with shock.

Only Kong Chu understood that the reason Mo Wangchen could remain unaffected by Tang Yongming’s pressure was likely because he possessed an extraordinary level of perception.

However, Tang Yongming was a powerhouse of the True Immortal Realm, and even if Mo Wangchen had the perception skills of Holy Rank one or even two, he shouldn’t be able to maintain such poise, right?

As it looks now, the strength of Mo Wangchen’s perception has far exceeded his expectations.

"Could it be Holy Rank three?"

He was startled by the thought of such a possibility.

Kong Chu frowned, as this was incredibly hard to believe.

One must know that a perception of Holy Rank three was much stronger than some in the Xuanwu Alliance’s top ten Pill Masters.

If Mo Wangchen truly possessed the perception skills of Holy Rank three, does that not mean his Alchemy Dao skill could rank in the top ten in the entire Xuanwu Alliance?

No wonder the master repeatedly advised me—now it seems entirely possible!

"Ancient people are just as they are—worthy of admiration, but they can never truly influence the present. After the ancients, the Martial Alliance rules seven parts of the world. This is the era of the Seven Saints, and our generation will become the ones to lead after them!"

Tang Yongming spoke lightly, a confidence gleaming in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Mo Wangchen sneered, staring directly at him, "You’re saying that you can certainly become the leader of this generation, and inevitably ascend to the peak of the Great Dao?"

"Throughout history, how many talents have arisen, but no one dares to make such a guarantee. Yet, in my perspective, people like you have no place to shine in this era," Tang Yongming responded.

"I’ve seen many arrogant people, but few as boastful as you," Mo Wangchen scoffed.

"You dare to speak to me like this?" Tang Yongming narrowed his gaze.

Instantly, the atmosphere grew even more tense, as if a great battle was about to erupt. Everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with astonishment directed at Mo Wangchen.

They couldn’t fathom what confidence Mo Wangchen had to dare confront Tang Yongming, a genius compared to a Saint Heir, like this.

"Brother Mo..."

Tian Xinzhi approached, in fact, she did not want to clash with Tang Yongming so soon, but now that things had reached this point, having invited Mo Wangchen to join forces, how could she stand idly by if he truly clashed with Tang Yongming?

"Tang Yongming, Brother Mo is accompanying me, and my master once instructed me to look after him. Today, if you want to attack him, I will not stand idly by either," Kong Chu also stepped forward, being the only one who understood Mo Wangchen’s importance.

"Kong Chu, it’s not that I’m not giving you face, but you see for yourself, this person repeatedly targets me and deliberately stirs up trouble. If I don’t teach him a lesson, where would my dignity as Tang Yongming stand?"

With those words, Tang Yongming stepped forward, the aura he wielded throughout the Void intensified to something more terrifying, casting darkness in the heavens and causing space to mourn as if about to collapse.

Tang Yongming’s face changed; although impeccable in alchemy, his martial arts fell significantly short compared to Tang Yongming. At this moment, facing the oncoming pressure, he couldn’t help but change expression but didn’t show an ounce of weakness on his face, "If my master learns..."

"If Master Zhang has any doubts, he can come to the Tang family to find me," Tang Yongming’s words were extremely arrogant, not even putting Zhang Mingyuan in his eyes.

Upon finishing, he was about to make a move.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the Void slightly quivered here, and in an instant, the menacing pressure Tang Yongming wielded shattered like a Copper Mirror.

The might dissipated, and the sky returned to its usual clarity, as if nothing had transpired just now.

"Everyone, today’s gathering is to commemorate the ancient saints of our Xuanwu Alliance. The place we now stand on is where they once discussed Dao. If we fight here, it would be a great disrespect to the saints. Please, for my sake, let us sit down for now, shall we?"

A voice, slightly indifferent, arose from the front of the crowd, reaching everyone’s ears.

The crowd turned their gaze to see that it was Leng Yun, who had been silent the whole time, putting down the wine cup and looking over.

Tang Yongming’s brow furrowed slightly, yet internally he was extremely shocked. Just now, in that moment, he felt the immense power of Leng Yun; this Heavenly Martial Saint easily dismantled his momentum, causing even someone of the True Immortal Realm like Tang Yongming to feel dread.

After a brief silence, Tang Yongming took a deep breath and redirected his gaze to Mo Wangchen, snorting coldly, "Today, I’ll give Brother Leng face once more, but if anyone dares to provoke again, you can’t blame me."

With that, he sat back down, ignoring everything else.

"Brother Mo, stay calm, don’t forget our purpose."

Tian Xinzhi frowned, transmitting secretly to Mo Wangchen. In truth, she was curious why Mo Wangchen was so sensitive about the Divine King matter concerning Tang Yongming.

Mo Wangchen finally nodded; without the Auspicious Cloud manifesting yet, it wasn’t good to act prematurely, otherwise, using too many trump cards wouldn’t be beneficial.

Truth be told, he wasn’t afraid of Tang Yongming. If he went all out, Mo Wangchen was confident that even if he couldn’t suppress Tang Yongming, he could retreat using Lin’s True Technique. Among the current geniuses, who could stop him?

Moreover, his own body housed Divine Status, which Mo Wangchen didn’t want to use unless necessary; yet, activating a hint of divine power from heaven and earth to thwart Tang Yongming would be effortless.

With these thoughts, Mo Wangchen took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.

But just as he was about to sit down, beside Tang Yongming, Zhou Jing, who had been silent all along, suddenly stood up.

Originally, Zhou Jing wanted to use Tang Yongming’s hand for revenge against Mo Wangchen, but now, since no fight broke out between the two, he had to take action himself.

The incidents in Yang City twice made Mo Wangchen’s attitude towards Zhou Jing extremely unpleasant; after all, he was a dignified Senior Disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect. Without recourse, where would his dignity lie?

Now, in front of all these heroes, Zhou Jing couldn’t help but seek an explanation for himself, to restore his own dignity.

"Conflicts disrespect the saints, but if it’s just sparring and learning, I think there should be no problem. Brother Mo seems quite confident in his abilities. Would you dare have a friendship duel with me, just stopping at an appropriate point?"

Zhou Jing sneered, gaze falling on Mo Wangchen, suggesting a friendship duel, merely stopping at an appropriate point.

In reality, anyone could see that Zhou Jing’s expression did not appear like he truly intended a friendly duel with Mo Wangchen.

Moreover, the grudge between him and Mo Wangchen was well known to many present.

Furthermore, given Zhou Jing’s status as the Senior Disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, if Mo Wangchen were to fight him, it would not end well.

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