Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 751 - 742: Duel of Peak Physique

"I might as well pretend we never knew each other..."

Mo Wangchen’s words carried a hint of bitterness.

Indeed, the little girl who used to be by his side at all times was now a stranger to him.

How could such a circumstance be easy for anyone to bear?

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As everyone remained silent, suddenly, not far from them, several figures walked side by side toward them.

Leading them was Yao Suming, and accompanying him were the young geniuses of the Ancient King Royal Family.

The one who spoke was a youth in black clothing, walking beside Yao Suming, shoulder to shoulder, clearly indicating that his status within the Ancient King Royal Family was not inferior to Yao Suming’s.

It was speculated that his strength could rival that of Yao Suming.

"It’s Ye Lang from the Night God Clan!"

Mo Wangchen was already the center of attention, and now that they saw the youth in black accompanying Yao Suming, many around recognized him.

"Is that the legendary Ye Lang who, just a few months ago, with his Cultivation at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Emperor Realm, killed a Great Elder from a Sacred Land?"

"It’s said that the Great Elder was a Quasi-Emptiness Realm Great Power, yet he was slain by Ye Lang. From this, it’s clear that Ye Lang’s true strength is probably not inferior to Yao Suming’s."

"Within the Ancient King Royal Family, aside from Yao Suming and Ye Lang, it seems hard to find others who, at the Ninth Layer of the Emperor Realm, possess strength comparable to an Immortal Realm adept, doesn’t it?"

The crowd buzzed with discussions, and it was clear that Ye Lang’s reputation was not less than Yao Suming’s.

"Is there something you need?"

Compared to the surprised expressions around him, Mo Wangchen’s face remained much more composed as his gaze briefly swept over Yao Suming before resting on Ye Lang.

"Hehe, I’ve always heard of the name Divine King Body but have never seen the person. I heard you were here today, so naturally, I wanted to come and see," Ye Lang said lightly.

Mo Wangchen suddenly smiled and responded, "I’m not some renowned beauty famous far and wide, what’s there to look at? But you, with your fair and tender skin, are prettier than most young girls."

Fair and tender skin was a symbol of the Night God Clan, whose members possessed skin that could make any woman in the world envious.

However, at this moment, Mo Wangchen’s remark sounded not like a compliment but rather like a taunt, insinuating that he was but a girl.

"I’ve long heard that the Divine King Body is sharp-tongued, and indeed, the reputation does not lie," Ye Lang replied coldly, smiling briefly.

"If there’s nothing else, don’t bother me; I’m in a foul mood right now."

Mo Wangchen looked at him, his expression growing indifferent as he spoke.

"Just as arrogant as the rumors said!"

Ye Lang snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes; Mo Wangchen’s words were clearly telling them to disappear from his sight.

"Arrogance is my talent, and haughtiness is my nature, what objections could you have?" Mo Wangchen said.

"Brother Ye, why waste words on someone so oblivious to their situation? Just suppress him directly!" Yao Suming stepped forward, his gaze icy as he stared down Mo Wangchen.

"You want to suppress me?"

Mo Wangchen also narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing within.

"Hum!"

As the words fell, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow slowly emerged in his hands.

In the blink of an eye, the bow was fully drawn. Mo Wangchen, without a second word, activated the abundant Spiritual Power within him, condensed it into a bowstring, and shot an arrow towards Yao Suming.

"How dare you strike first! You really are courting death!"

Yao Suming sneered coldly. In his view, even though Mo Wangchen had broken through to the seventh layer of the Emperor Realm just yesterday, entering the Mahayana Realm, it didn’t mean that Mo Wangchen could match him.

It must be known that although he hadn’t stepped into the Void Immortal Realm yet, his combat power had long surpassed that of the typical warriors in the Void Immortal Realm.

With the inheritance of the Demon God Bloodline, Yao Suming was confident that he had nothing to fear from a mere Divine King Body.

"Crack!"

He roared, and his palm struck the void from afar, as if an invisible giant hand tore through the void and instantly destroyed the arrow shot by Mo Wangchen.

"I have killed quite a few geniuses from the Dragon and Kunpeng Clans, but I have never tried a genius from the Demon God Clan. Today, I’d like to see just how much effort it takes to kill one."

Mo Wangchen sneered coldly, his figure soaring into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the space above the plaza.

"A Divine King Body wants to kill Yao Suming?!"

His words shocked everyone present; they were incredibly arrogant.

Putting aside the power disparity between them, it was questionable whether Mo Wangchen could defeat Yao Suming.

Moreover, as one of the strongest among all the Ancient Clans, the heritage of the Demon God Clan was immeasurable.

If Yao Suming were to truly die at Mo Wangchen’s hands, one could only imagine that it would thoroughly infuriate the Demon God Clan. Not to mention Mo Wangchen himself, even Mo Pavilion, standing behind him with a million supporters, might not be able to withstand the wrath of the Demon God Clan.

"What Divine King Body, he’s just from the Human Clan. In front of my Demon God Body, he is not worth a single blow, still dreaming about killing me, it’s utterly nonsensical."

Yao Suming laughed coldly, his aura swirling around him with a burst of purple-black light that was dazzling and brilliant. This was the kingly aura innate to the Demon God Clan, one that could make all the Monster Beasts in the world prostrate at his feet.

Sure enough, when Yao Suming released his aura, those from the Ancient Clans around him all involuntarily changed their expressions slightly.

The bloodline of the Demon God Clan is noble, the supreme among all Ancient Clans. This aura also subtly suppressed them.

Even the sky around, where the Immortal Realm Great Powers of the Ancient Clans were present, took a slight pause in their breathing upon sensing Yao Suming’s aura.

Though their Cultivation levels were much higher than Yao Suming’s, the oppression from the bloodline was innate, an irresistible force!

"The Divine King Body of the Human Clan and the Demon God Body of the Ancient Clan, which is stronger?"

"This is a confrontation of peak physiques, a battle rarely seen through the ages!"

Around the plaza, many eyes sparkled with excitement, clearly looking forward to seeing the clash of these two forces.

"Master..."

On the high platform, Elder Tianxin’s side, Yun Yan slightly furrowed her brows. The Lingyun Heavenly Ladder had already risen, and the assessment should have been underway, but it had been temporarily halted due to the conflict between Mo Wangchen and Yao Suming.

In her view, whether it was Yao Suming or Mo Wangchen, both were challenging the authority of the Heavenly God Institute and disrupting the order.

Yet why wasn’t her master taking action to stop it?

"It’s alright, let’s see how it unfolds." Elder Tianxin simply smiled faintly and spoke thus.