Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

Chapter 1906 - 1897: The Great Battle Unfolds

"The Thousand Realms Grand Assembly?" Hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help being stunned.

Du Feiyang only laughed and said, "It’s held once every hundred years, hosted in turn by the various Sacred Lands and ancient clans of Lizhou. This time, it just so happens to be Green Origin’s turn."

"At the Thousand Realms Grand Assembly, cultivators from all over Lizhou will practically all come to take part. It’s a once-in-a-century grand event—heroes from every side gather together, sit and discourse on the Dao, and collectively discuss cultivation insights."

"So that’s how it is." Mo Wangchen nodded slightly.

It was not hard to imagine that this Thousand Realms Grand Assembly would certainly be a convergence of heroes, countless experts and geniuses gathered in one place.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I’m actually quite interested in going to take a look." Mo Wangchen replied.

"In that case, I, Du, will await Brother Mo’s esteemed arrival in Green Origin." Du Feiyang smiled.

Although he had not been in contact with him for long, Mo Wangchen could feel that Du Feiyang was extremely modest and gentle, leaving him with a good impression.

This man had a sky-reaching stature, yet lacked that inborn, aloof arrogance.

Seeing Mo Wangchen and Du Feiyang over there chatting and laughing, not far away, Song Hao’s expression had already completely darkened.

He had never expected that these two would hit it off so well at first meeting.

Originally, Song Hao had even hoped that Mo Wangchen would stand in opposition to Du Feiyang. That way, he himself could take the chance to suppress some of Mo Wangchen’s rampant arrogance.

But now, with Du Feiyang thinking so highly of Mo Wangchen and even drawing him in as a close friend, this undoubtedly made Song Hao’s head start to ache.

But no matter what, in order to stabilize his Dao Heart, he had to personally defeat Mo Wangchen.

Otherwise, on his path of growth in the days to come, this would inevitably become an eternal obstacle.

In the end, the gathering came to an end.

Geniuses from all directions left the imperial palace one after another.

At night, Huan City was clearly far livelier than it had been by day.

On the bustling main street, red lanterns hung on both sides, illuminating the road ahead, like a giant dragon coiled within the city.

After bidding farewell to Du Feiyang and the others, Mo Wangchen also left the palace.

He walked alone through Huan City under the night, and on the streets, cultivators could be seen everywhere, all discussing the affairs of the world.

"You’ve followed me all this way, so why slink around like a rat? Come out."

At a certain corner, Mo Wangchen stopped his steps and spoke without even turning his head.

"You are rather keen."

A cold snort sounded from behind him, and immediately after, a young man revealed himself.

"What? You can’t hold back from making a move anymore?"

Mo Wangchen stood where he was and quietly looked at the other party. This youth was none other than the Cangli Saint, Song Hao.

This man regarded him as a thorn in his eye that had to be removed. Back in the imperial palace, if not for the presence of Qin Ning and Du Feiyang and the others, he likely would have already struck.

Now that the gathering had dispersed, with Song Hao tailing him all the way here, wasn’t it precisely to deal with him?

"You do have some skill, but you’re far too arrogant. Mo Wangchen, don’t think that just because you’ve gotten a bit close to Du Feiyang, I won’t dare do anything to you. If you know what’s good for you, obediently hand over the Supreme Divine Map to me. Otherwise, don’t blame me for showing no mercy." Song Hao coldly snorted, a chill flashing in his eyes as he was already prepared to strike at any moment.

"I told you, since the Divine Map has already fallen into my hands, how could there be any reason for me to hand it over again? If you think you’ve got the ability, you can go ahead and try." Mo Wangchen looked at him, not a trace of fear on his face.

The Song Hao before him was indeed very strong, his cultivation having reached the ninth level of the Reverse Life Realm, but he had not yet reached the point where Mo Wangchen couldn’t cope.

Relying on the Divine King Body, the Heavenly Emperor Secret Technique, and the Supreme Divine Weapon, if he went all out, Mo Wangchen still had great confidence in being able to take him down.

It was only a question of whether it was worth it.

In Mo Wangchen’s view, if he could avoid it, he did not truly want to engage Song Hao in a great battle.

Because Huan City was now a place where fish and dragons mixed together, and his whereabouts had already been exposed.

In the dark, who knew how many people were eyeing the Divine Map and Heavenly Emperor Secret Technique on his person.

If he were to battle Song Hao, then even if he barely won and ended up exhausted, wouldn’t that be giving others an opening to exploit?

However, judging from Song Hao’s current appearance, this battle seemed unavoidable.

Since that was the case, he might as well fight a quick battle and end it swiftly—take down Song Hao as soon as possible, then fly out of Huan City at once.

"It seems you truly don’t know what’s good for you. A mere fifth-level Reverse Life Realm dares to treat me, Song Hao, as nothing. Tonight, I’ll let you know what kind of end awaits those who offend me."

A cold voice came from his mouth, and immediately one could feel a terrifying Reverse Power surging out from Song Hao’s body. In an instant, it erupted and swept across the surroundings.

"What’s going on?"

"Isn’t that the Cangli Saint, Song Hao?"

"Who would actually offend him to the point of making him so furious?!"

All around, passing cultivators halted one after another, alarmed by this sudden surge of aura as their gazes turned toward it.

"The Divine King Body, Mo Wangchen?"

"Back in the palace just now, if Qin Ning hadn’t dissuaded them, those two would’ve already exchanged blows. I didn’t expect that the moment the gathering ended, Song Hao still couldn’t hold himself back."

"So that’s Mo Wangchen? The one who comprehended the Heavenly Emperor Secret Technique in the Tianxu Mountain Range?"

Among the cultivators who had come to watch, aside from the geniuses who had attended the gathering in the palace earlier, most were still random locals of the city.

It was their first time seeing Mo Wangchen. They had already long heard of this Young Heavenly Emperor whose name had risen so swiftly of late.

"Brother Du, it seems Song Hao is really going to make a move."

Meanwhile, within the imperial palace, Du Feiyang and the others had yet to leave. Qin Ning sensed the terrifying aura rising from the distant part of the city, and couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Du Feiyang nodded slightly. He gazed into the distance, and only after a long silence did he speak. "For the sake of his Dao Heart, this battle is unavoidable for Song Hao. But in this fight, he is, for the most part, going to lose."

At these words, Qin Ning and the others couldn’t help being surprised.

Ruan Xinyu said, "Song Hao, after all, has the strength of the ninth level of the Reverse Life Realm, while Mo Wangchen is only at the fifth level. The gap between them is so great—under such conditions, does Song Hao truly still have no chance of winning?"

Not only her, but everyone present felt it was inconceivable.

They couldn’t understand why Du Feiyang would rate Mo Wangchen so highly.

Even if the Divine King Body was truly powerful and unique throughout the ages, before absolute strength, a so-called physique shouldn’t be able to help that much, right?

"It’s hard to say. Though this is my first time meeting him, I can sense something unfathomable from Brother Mo. Given time, he will surely stand at the very peak of Lizhou. Of course, if he loses this battle, then it can only mean that my eyes were blind." Du Feiyang said.

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was discussing, in Huan City, the great battle began.

Violent energy collisions erupted in an instant. Reverse Power surged, shooting straight into the clouds, stirring wind and rain in all directions.

Under the gaze of everyone in Man City, they saw the figures of Mo Wangchen and Song Hao soar into the high heavens, both wreathed in rainbow radiance, like two Heavenly Vault Divine Sons enacting a world-shaking battle.