Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 882 - 873 Essence Blood

"Crack!"

However, just as Duan Hao sneered, thinking that Mo Wangchen was about to meet his untimely end.

A crisp shattering sound suddenly reached their ears.

The attack formed by the Holy Light, upon touching Mo Wangchen’s outstretched palm.

Instantly, it seemed to suffer a devastating blow and disintegrated in a flash.

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing this scene, not only Duan Hao but also the two men with the surname Fan behind him, were all shocked beyond belief.

"He actually defused Brother Duan’s attack with his bare hands?"

"Must be joking, even a Void Immortal Realm Late Stage expert wouldn’t dare to catch it directly. Who is he? Could he be from the Ancient Clan?"

The two were utterly surprised, their brows tightly furrowed, clearly this scene had exceeded their expectations.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Duan Hao shouted in a deep voice, as his body flew back, eyes filled with caution.

"Does it matter who I am?"

Mo Wangchen chuckled coldly, as he spoke, he also took a step forward, approaching the three, "Did you care about my origins and identity before you attacked?"

"What? Now realizing you might not be able to defeat me, you’re afraid?"

"This..."

The three were at a loss for words, unable to respond.

Just as Mo Wangchen said, before they attacked, they indeed hadn’t cared about the other’s background.

After all, in their view, Mo Wangchen’s aura wasn’t strong, and Duan Hao was a member of an Ancient Martial family, typically decisive and arrogant, who would’ve thought he’d kick an iron plate today.

"This was a misunderstanding..."

Facing Mo Wangchen, who was getting closer, Duan Hao was finally afraid, unconsciously, Mo Wangchen had given him a significant sense of oppression.

Making Duan Hao no longer doubt that this white-clothed man before him must have concealed his cultivation.

Otherwise, how could he possibly dare to take Duan Hao’s full-powered strike with his bare hands?

"I know it’s a misunderstanding, and I’ve just said it was a misunderstanding."

Mo Wangchen spoke as he arrived in front of the three, his gaze falling on Duan Hao, "But, just now, you wanted to kill me."

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Duan Hao was silent again.

"Friend, we only offended you carelessly, after all, it was a matter of safety, we were compelled..."

The man with the surname Fan stood out, himself having come with Duan Hao, and the Duan Family knew about it, if something happened to Duan Hao here.

Then the Duan Family would certainly come looking for him.

"I heard you say earlier, there is a Kunpeng here?"

Mo Wangchen suddenly turned his gaze towards the man with the surname Fan and spoke.

"This..."

The three were all dumbfounded, internally thinking this wasn’t good, this enigmatic white-clothed youth must have also set his sights on the Kunpeng.

"Two choices, take me there, or I’ll kill all of you, then search myself nearby, I will definitely find it. Killing you to silence you, that’s what you taught me, right? In this desolate mountain wilderness, even if I killed you, I doubt anyone would know, right?"

Sweeping his gaze over the three, Mo Wangchen suddenly smiled, somewhat sinisterly, making Duan Hao and the others’ hearts skip.

Just as Mo Wangchen said, this secluded place if Mo Wangchen killed them, surely no one would know, even if the Duan Family investigated, it would probably take a lot of time.

Moreover, once people are dead, even if investigated, what significance would it have?

"Fine, we’ll take you there."

After considering the gains and losses, Duan Hao gritted his teeth and made a decision; he dared not take the risk, who knew if Mo Wangchen truly dared to kill.

Led by the man with the surname Fan, the four eventually arrived at a lakeside.

"I tracked it here all the way, the Kunpeng disappeared at this place," the man with the surname Fan spoke.

Mo Wangchen scanned the surroundings, clear lake water, the Kunpeng couldn’t be hiding below.

He looked around and ultimately focused on a dense jungle. Compared to other places, this direction was evidently more lush, and traces existed on the leaves, suggesting something massive had passed through.

Following Mo Wangchen’s gaze, Duan Hao and his companions also noticed the anomaly, helplessly, they had to lead the way.

Walking through the dense forest, it was unknown how long it took, they finally arrived before a rocky cliff.

Looking up, the cliff was thousands of feet tall, insurmountable, but soon Mo Wangchen saw a massive cave entrance covered in weeds.

"Lead the way inside."

Mo Wangchen threatened, the aura here seemed strange, concealing many unknown dangers, he dared not take the risk.

Their lives were in his hands, Duan Hao and the others had no choice but to pluck up their courage and enter the cave.

"This is..."

The vision inside the cave was dim, with a heavy humidity, fortunately, the cave wasn’t too deep.

The four proceeded without encountering danger, but at the cave’s end, they smelled a foul, rotten stench.

Looking into the distance, deep in the cave lay a massive body coiled on the ground, it was a Kunpeng.

"This Kunpeng is actually dead!" Duan Hao exclaimed in surprise.

"I followed it here earlier, this Kunpeng was indeed gravely injured, didn’t expect it to die here," the man with the surname Fan added.

As they spoke, Mo Wangchen maneuvered around them, arriving before the Kunpeng corpse, the foul smell grew stronger.

In his hand, the Emperor Weapon sword was drawn, its tip lightly sliding over the Kunpeng’s head, instantly, fresh blood spurted out.

"Condense!"

Mo Wangchen commanded, his Divine Thought penetrating the opening wound. In the next moment, the cave’s air gradually turned scorching.

A moment later, a drop of Essence Blood was forced out, exuding intense heat, making the cave even hotter.

This was Kunpeng Essence Blood, containing extremely volatile power, if properly utilized, it would greatly benefit the cultivator.

Behind him, upon seeing Mo Wangchen cautiously store the Essence Blood in a Jade Bottle, Duan Hao and his companions exchanged glances, eyes slightly ablaze.

Clearly, this drop of Essence Blood contained extraordinary energy, the longer a Kunpeng lived, the more precious its Essence Blood became.

Now, the Essence Blood obtained by Mo Wangchen was exceedingly rare in their eyes.

"Lucky indeed, this Kunpeng died less than seven days ago, its Essence Blood preserved intact."

After securing the Jade Bottle containing the Essence Blood, Mo Wangchen smiled, his gaze once again turning to Duan Hao and the others, "Your luck isn’t bad either, I’m in a good mood now, so I won’t kill you, farewell."

With that said, Mo Wangchen didn’t linger any longer, his figure flickered, vanishing from the cave.

"Brother Duan..."

Once Mo Wangchen had left, the man with the surname Fan let out a sigh of relief, but frowned, because today, they had come to acquire the Kunpeng Essence Blood.

Yet now, Mo Wangchen had ’seized’ it away.

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