Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

Chapter 1951 - 1942: Inside the Temple

The speaker was a Jinyi Youth, his brows like swords, exuding a commanding vigor.

As he finished speaking, he had already arrived before the gate, and without further ado, he stepped right in.

"Buzz..."

The void lightly trembled, as if some mysterious energy had been activated at that moment.

"Bang!"

The next moment, on the gate, a faint energy barrier emerged, carrying a strange aura, suddenly exploded.

"Ah!"

A scream reached their ears, and the Jinyi Youth couldn’t react in time; he was directly blasted back by the energy waves above the gate.

"Splat!"

As he coughed up blood in large mouthfuls, the youth’s body slammed heavily onto the distant ground, severely injured.

"What is going on?"

Upon seeing this, everyone frowned, with hints of apprehension appearing in their eyes.

"It seems to be some kind of restriction?"

A moment later, someone frowned and spoke.

"I can feel it; this power is extremely strong. If I hadn’t reacted in time earlier, I’m afraid I would have been wiped out into dust now," the Jinyi Youth struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said through gritted teeth.

"So terrifying?" Hearing this, everyone frowned even more.

The Jinyi Youth nodded and continued, "The strength of this power, I’m afraid not even half of the Unity Realm Stage experts could withstand it."

"What should we do? The ruins of the Ancient Sect are right in front of us; are we really just going to retreat?"

"The restriction in this courtyard is likely left over from ancient times, not easy to break."

Many were unwilling to leave, knowing there must be countless opportunities buried within the Ancient Sect ruins.

"Let me try."

Just as everyone was puzzled, another youth stepped forward.

He was holding a giant blade and approached the courtyard. Under everyone’s gaze, the youth shouted sharply and swung the giant blade down.

"Slash!"

The terrifying sword light pierced the eyes, with formidable power. Even if the giant blade in the youth’s hand wasn’t a Supreme Divine Weapon, it was likely an almost top-tier magical treasure comparable to a Supreme Divine Weapon.

However, as the sword light shone, it directly penetrated the restriction on the courtyard, vanishing in an instant as if swallowed whole.

"This..."

"It seems attacks have no effect on this restriction."

Everyone was puzzled again; attacking didn’t help, and they couldn’t walk in—what should they do?

Could it be that they really had to turn around and leave?

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, from the distance in the void, a sound of breaking wind was heard.

Instinctively, everyone looked up, and saw a black-clad youth descending before the temple.

"This is..."

"Mishuang Saint?"

"Overlord Body Xiao Fan!"

Many were surprised, recognizing the identity of the black-clad youth.

This was Xiao Fan, the Saint Heir of Mishuang Sacred Land in Sui Province, possessing the rare and unparalleled Overlord Body, unmatched among his peers, with few able to contend with him.

Xiao Fan’s hair was loosely perched on his shoulders, swaying with the breeze, adding to his black garments, giving off a refreshing aura.

He stood with a hand behind his back, head held high, as if looking down upon everything, exuding an aura of arrogance and dominance from every pore.

This is the Overlord Body!

It is rumored to be one of the top ten physiques in the Heavenly Domain throughout the ages, rare across time. In any era, if an Overlord Body manifests, few among the same generation dare compete.

"Is this the Mishuang Saint?"

"Overlord Body Xiao Fan, a possessor of one of the top ten physiques in the Heavenly Domain across ages. Meeting him today, indeed extraordinary!"

Amidst discussions, Xiao Fan walked step by step, eventually arriving at the gate.

"Buzz..."

A surge of energy suddenly enveloped him, golden light wrapping around him, forming a field that fully displayed a kingly and dominating aura.

"Slash!"

Under everyone’s gaze, Xiao Fan moved; wrapped in golden light, he unhesitatingly stepped into the courtyard.

The endless power of restriction surged towards him, but it was entirely shielded by the golden light around him. Eventually, Xiao Fan smoothly stepped into the courtyard, completely unaffected, and proceeded towards the temple without looking back.

"What?"

"Just walked right in?"

"Indeed the Overlord Body, too strong! Even such Ancient Restrictions can’t stop him!"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in amazement, faces full of incredulity, surprised repeatedly.

"Though strong, this restriction shouldn’t stop me."

Seeing Xiao Fan successfully step into the courtyard without any accidents, many present couldn’t resist trying, eager to test it themselves.

A man clad in luxurious embroidered garments approached the courtyard, under everyone’s gaze, channeling his entire cultivation, using Spiritual Power to protect himself, then stepped into the courtyard.

"Buzz..."

The boundless and relentless power of restriction surged again, causing the man to pause, but he didn’t stop entirely. Taking a deep breath, he finally crossed over.

"Whew..."

Seeing himself entering the temple smoothly, the man exhaled deeply, without much thought, he proceeded into the temple.

Soon, following the man, many attempted as well.

Unfortunately, the Ancient Restrictions within the courtyard still blocked the majority.

Overall, of over a hundred present, only a dozen managed to enter the temple successfully.

Mo Wangchen was naturally among them.

With the protection of the Divine King Body, crossing the restriction was naturally not difficult.

Inside the temple, it was like a world of its own, vast internally, with collapsed buildings all around, Ancient Halls standing firm, but all had long decayed under the erosion of time.

Everyone who successfully entered the temple busied themselves, searching amidst the ruins of the Ancient Halls, hoping to discover something.

Mo Wangchen was no exception; in the ruins of the Ancient Sect, even if not Supreme Divine Weapons, some powerful Ancient Secret Techniques might be buried here, which he certainly wouldn’t want to miss.

But as he searched along the way, fumbling through more than ten ruins of Ancient Halls, Mo Wangchen found nothing.

Eventually, he arrived at the temple’s backyard; here lay a vast plaza, with a cliff at its end, connected by two massive iron chains.

Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, feeling an unusual aura faintly emanating from the other side of the cliff.

As Mo Wangchen was about to cross the iron chains, he suddenly noticed Xiao Fan had also arrived there.

The opponent noticed the anomaly on the other side of the cliff as well; he glanced at Mo Wangchen without further acknowledgment, and stepped along the iron chain.

Mo Wangchen, of course, didn’t think much, immediately following along the other iron chain towards the opposite side.