Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 537 Mo Wentian

"Jiang Yan, this place is not like the Divine Realm, you should think clearly, do you really want to confront our two great forces?"

Dian Lai of the Feather Alliance, with his rough features and slanting eyes, said coldly.

"Hmph, nothing but a rabble. In the Divine Realm, you were no match for my Jiang Family, and now you really think you can turn the tables after descending to the Lower Realm?" Jiang Yan said indifferently.

"This god advises you to roll back to the Upper Realm early. Not only this divine organ but also the Spiritual Pearl in the other Bronze Coffin is set to be mine."

"A junior member of the Jiang Family dares to be so arrogant!" Xue Linkong of the Rain People Clan glared fiercely, his face so cold it nearly froze over: "If it were the Jiang Family's ancestor here, we might give some face, but you, a junior, are ignorant of the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth. Today, let the ancestor teach you what it means to show reverence."

After Xue Linkong finished speaking, he planned to make a move himself.

But just then, another strange spatial fluctuation came through the void.

After a tremor, all the onlookers saw a huge hand reach out from the void, its palm emitting a flowing light, and in an instant, it seized the golden heart.

The appearance of the hand was unexpected, crossing the breath of air, ripping open the void, and the hand reaching out, to the heart vanishing, all happened in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yan's people from the Divine Realm and a crowd of emperors, although everyone was focused on the heart, none managed to react in time.

"Damn it!"

"How audacious!"

"Where is this little thief from!"

Everyone exploded in anger together.

To their dismay, someone had dared to steal right under their noses!

"Stay!"

The emperors and Divine Envoys, disregarding their infighting, aligned to open the space at the same time.

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Numerous emperors collaborated, their terrifying presence permeating, completely shrouding this piece of the heavens and earth.

All around, Divine Skills were activated, countless Law Runes surged, with sizzling Thunder Blades filling the entire void.

"Swoosh!"

A figure was forced out from the void by the many emperors and Divine Envoys.

"Hehe, what lively chaos we have here!"

The person who had seized the heart was pressed to show himself by several individuals and did not seem the least bit resentful; instead, he was seen grinning, while in his hand he held a shrunken golden heart.

"Mo… Mo Wentian!"

Jiang Yan, Dian Lai, Xue Linkong, and the multitude from the Divine Realm, upon seeing the figure crossing through the void, all frowned.

"Why is it this guy!" someone muttered under their breath.

The Divine Envoys from the Divine Realm paused in that moment, stopping their attacks.

"Mo Wentian, hand over the divine organ you have in your grasp!" Jiang Yan demanded, with a fierce yet alarmed expression.

"You want this?" Mo Wentian said with a strange smirk: "If you want it, come and take it yourself."

Every time Mo Wentian appeared, he had a different guise. When Qinchuan first met him, he presented himself as simple and genial, approachable and amiable, but upon second meeting, he seemed like a high-and-mighty, arrogant person, disdainful of everyone else.

Today, appearing once again, he has adopted this playful and grinning guise.

However, Jiang Yan and the others knew just how terrifying this playful and grinning Mo Wentian could be.

It wasn't that he couldn't be defeated, but rather that this man could not be killed! Every time they killed him, after three years, he would return to the world stronger than before.

If possible, all three great forces wished to avoid becoming his enemy.

For a moment, the Divine Envoys of the three great forces did not make a move.

But several emperors from the Divine Wilderness Continent did.

"Hmph, a junior dares to snatch from me; give it here!"

Wei Yu bellowed fiercely; they were not from the Divine Realm and had not heard of Mo Wentian's reputation.

Moreover, even if the Great Emperors knew that Mo Wentian could resurrect, they were not afraid.

In the Divine Wilderness Continent, Great Emperors represented a peak form of existence, and regardless of where one came from, one must seal his cultivation level at the Great Emperor level or lower.

Even if Mo Wentian returned from the Divine Realm, descending to the Lower Realm again, he would have to seal his cultivation level at the Great Emperor level, otherwise, he would surely invoke the punitive force of the Laws, which is a rule of the operation of the Great Dao.

The Great Dao is eternal, and the Laws are unbreakable.

Wei Yu, Fu Yuan, and several other Great Emperors made their move at this time, as radiant light soared into the sky, the Great Dao Laws surged, and the sky filled with Law Runes turned into a towering tidal wave, turbulent and overwhelming, crushing down toward Mo Wentian's head.

The stolen Divine Organ caused the Ancient Divine Corpse to show an angry expression. Golden brilliance burst forth from its body like an Ancient War God, Fist Shadows alternated, resembling a Divine Dragon cast in gold, coming fiercely with an unstoppable momentum.

"Heeheehee, so many people; this young master likes it!"

Mo Wentian's face was full of a more intense smile.

Surrounded by several Great Emperors, a situation that could turn seas and rivers upside down, he showed not the slightest hint of fear.

He leaped into the air, taking the initiative to dive into the group of Great Emperors, his palm tracing out resplendent Sword Qi, quickly slashing toward several Great Emperors.

"Pfft, pfft..."

Blood light flashed; Fu Yuan was the youngest among the Great Emperors and also the weakest, suddenly swept by Sword Qi, blood light flashed, and several sword wounds appeared on his waist in an instant.

"What? How is this kid so strong?"

Facing several opponents, just in a single encounter, Mo Wentian injured a Great Emperor on the spot, shocking all the other Great Emperors profoundly.

"You bastard, how dare you injure me!"

Fu Yuan's eyes glinted fiercely, and his arms emitted a brilliant crystalline glow, sweeping out a Divine Skill that was like a Sharp Sword.

People were in battle; this was a life-and-death fight over treasures. The heavens trembled, the earth shook, and the seawater surged mightily.

The two sides fought in the void, launching attacks from the skies to the ground, from Crystal Mountain to the sea, dazzling and resplendent like several blinding suns colliding in the sky.

All the rocks on Divine Demon Island had shattered.

As the battle reached a fever pitch, the Jin Ling Saintess quietly approached Jiang Yan, transmitting her voice: "Lord of Gods, the periphery is already prepared!"

What the Jin Ling Saintess referred to as the periphery, was the world-sealing, world-ending Great Formation.

Jiang Yan gestured with his hand, saying, "Wait, with Dongfang Nian and others' help, we will kill Mo Wentian; if we activate the Great Formation now, and Mo Wentian breaks through his limit, who will contend with him then?"

The Jin Ling Saintess nodded.

"Kid, hand over the Divine Organ, and you shall not die!" The Old Ancestor Fu Zhan from Taiyuan Ancient Country held a brilliant Divine Blade, the sky filled with the Emperor's will and the Dao Artifact's force surging crazily.

At this moment, the sea outside Divine Demon Island surged backward into the sky, like myriad waterfalls connecting to the Nine Heavens.

Many Great Emperors now exert their strongest methods, treading upon the void, competing for the Divine Organ in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Du!"

At this moment, an eerie syllable also burst from the Ancient Divine Corpse's throat, Soundwaves turned tangible, golden and dazzling, like a golden flood charging fiercely.

Since the headless ancient corpse found its head, then devoured the life fruit born from the Dao Palace Secret Realm's Divine Tree, its strength had soared. Although it was suppressed by Mo Wentian's full strength in their exchange,

but now its Physical Body was exceptionally strong. Mo Wentian's fearsome Palm Imprint bombarded the ancient corpse as if striking a solid mountain, emitting a series of metallic thuds.

"You, you seem to care a lot about this heart? I will not indulge you!"

While Mo Wentian was predominantly occupied dealing with the Divine Corpse, which showed no fear of his attacks, whether it was Divine Skills or the Great Dao's power, everything that struck the Divine Corpse seemed unable to destroy its body.

He had an idea at this moment, became playful, and snorted coldly, "Since you care so much about this Divine Organ, then I will just devour it; let's see if you'll still fight for it!"

Finished speaking, Mo Wentian's face twisted into a mischievous grin, his jaws gaping wide as he made a move to devour the Divine Organ.

"Kid, don't..."

"Roar..."

All the Great Emperors and the Divine Corpse bellowed in unison, trying to stop Mo Wentian.