Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 611 - 602: Kunpeng Body and Divine King Body

Chapter 611: Chapter 602: Kunpeng Body and Divine King Body

"Seeking death!"

Seeing Mo Wangchen daring to make a move directly,

Peng Zheng’s eyes flashed with cold light, and a sneer appeared on his face.

He didn’t know who Mo Wangchen was.

Nor did he have any interest in finding out, because in Peng Zheng’s eyes, the two young men before him were nothing more than minor figures who had not even stepped into the Emperor Realm.

He could suppress them with a mere lift of his hand!

"Divine Peng Sacred Power!"

He uttered softly, and the Law Divine Charm of an Emperor Realm powerhouse radiated from him.

In the next moment, a Kunpeng phantom formed, its wings spanned a thousand zhang, shadowing the sky as it fiercely dived down.

Boom!

To Peng Zheng’s astonishment, his attack disintegrated instantly upon collision with Mo Wangchen’s Holy Yang Seal, evaporating like mist under the Bright Sun, vanishing into nothingness.

As the Holy Yang Seal approached, Peng Zheng’s face dramatically changed, finally feeling the terror of the strike, which was no less potent than the attack of an Emperor Realm powerhouse.

"How is this possible?!"

Disbelief filled his eyes. A youth from the Human Clan, just at the Saint Venerable Realm level of Cultivation, could unleash an attack that even he found dangerous!

"Sky Peng Dominator Body!"

In a split second, he did not dare hesitate, lifting his head and crying out as his body suddenly shook and transformed into an enormous Kunpeng, sweeping across the Void.

His body was mountainous and immense, covering the entire sky the moment it appeared, casting Baihua City into shadow.

Boom!

Golden feathers grew on his wings, sharp as blades, slashing down and bringing a flash of deadly sharpness, splitting Mo Wangchen’s Holy Yang Seal into two, instantly exploding.

"Who are you?!"

Peng Zheng shouted, squinting his eyes, bearing a trace of seriousness as he watched Mo Wangchen below.

By now, he no longer dared to underestimate his opponent. This young man in white, wasn’t he just at the Saint Venerable Realm level of Cultivation? How could he possess such terrifying combat power?

Could it be that the Ancient Clan had been hidden from the world for too long, unable to keep up with the times?

How could it be that today, a member of the Human Clan seemed to possess battle prowess comparable to that of the Young Kings of the Ancient Clan?!

"Come down here!"

Mo Wangchen did not respond. He struck again, infusing the force of the Immortal Scripture, and in the previously tranquil Void, an enormous hand larger than the Kunpeng’s body materialized above its head, shadowing the sky.

This vast hand tore through the Void, with Chaotic Power radiating all around, causing space to collapse. It was none other than the Hunyuan Seal from the Immortal Seal of Inquiry.

"Hmph!"

Peng Zheng snorted coldly, his giant Roc body trembled, with unstoppable Golden Radiance exuding, forming an ocean of golden divine essence, pressing upwards.

Boom, boom, boom!

Earth-shaking explosions followed, and the shockwaves caused some buildings within Baihua City to collapse.

The Hunyuan Seal disintegrated, turning into boundless shockwaves sweeping across Changkong, and the terrifying fluctuations from the clash were enough to annihilate an ordinary Emperor Realm powerhouse on the spot!

"You’re challenging the majesty of the Kunpeng Clan, watch how I suppress you today!"

High above, Peng Zheng roared furiously, his voice echoing far and wide, his wings stretched out, spanning thousands of zhang, covering the entire sky.

The words faded away, and its enormous figure plunged downwards, as the Kunpeng claw, with its astonishing edge, snatched towards Mo Wangchen in the city.

"I’ve experienced the power of the Kunpeng Bloodline before. Today, let’s see what makes you, a descendant of the Kunpeng, any different?"

Mo Wangchen burst out laughing, showing no fear on his face. As his words ended, his body shook violently and transformed into a thousand-foot giant, soaring into the sky.

Boom!

The massive fist hammered down like a falling mountain, seemingly shattering space itself, bearing down upon Peng Zheng’s descending claw.

"He actually dares to engage in close combat with the Kunpeng Clan?!"

"That’s an offspring of the Ancient Kunpeng, whose physical prowess is comparable to that of a True Dragon. Isn’t Mo Wangchen too confident?"

In the city, everyone was in an uproar, voicing their opinions. In their eyes, the most terrifying aspect of the Ancient Clan was their Power of the Body.

Engaging such a clan in close combat, the Human Clan would surely suffer a great disadvantage!

Crack!

However, amid the discussions, the scene unfolding in the sky completely dumbfounded them.

They saw that just as Mo Wangchen’s fist was about to collide with the massive claw, the bladed edges on the claw shattered, unable to withstand a single blow.

"How is this possible?!"

Peng Zheng’s face distorted with shock, hastily retracting his claw to evade collision with Mo Wangchen’s fist.

How could this young man of the Human Clan have such a terrifying body?

He didn’t have to imagine that if he collided with the opponent, his claw would undoubtedly be smashed to pulp.

Swift!

With those thoughts in mind, Peng Zheng flapped his wings, stirring up wild storms as he soared higher, attempting to distance himself from Mo Wangchen.

"Can it be?"

"The Young King of the Kunpeng Clan is actually retreating and doesn’t dare engage in physical combat with Mo Wangchen?!"

Man City was in tumult, everyone was stunned, unable to believe the scene unfolding before them.

"Divine King Body!"

"Is this Mo Wangchen’s Divine King Body? Even the offspring of the Kunpeng don’t dare to clash with it head-on!"

Soon, the crowd recalled something, "We’ve heard early on that the Divine King Body is extraordinary. Mo Wangchen’s Power of Body is unrivaled among the young generation of his time, but no one expected it to be so formidable that even the Young Kings of the Kunpeng Body could only retreat!"

"Didn’t you say I was challenging the dignity of the Kunpeng Clan and that you’d crush me?"

Mo Wangchen looked up to the heavens and howled, his roaring voice like thunder, reverberating through the Void, "Doesn’t your Kunpeng Clan pride itself on having bodily strength comparable to a True Dragon? Why now do you not dare to fight me hand-to-hand?"

"Who on earth are you?!"

High above, Peng Zheng bellowed in rage, feeling utterly humiliated inside. Was this white-robed youth truly only at the Saint Venerable Realm in Cultivation?

"In the past, I have subdued a human genius possessing the Kunpeng Bloodline. I thought, being a descendant of the Kunpeng, you’d be somewhat more formidable. Yet you too proved unable to withstand even a single blow. If you’re capable, come down and face me."

Mo Wangchen didn’t respond to his words, continuing to speak, "Your Ancient Clan prides itself on physical strength, deeming my Human Clan as insignificant as ants. Why then do you not dare to face me in combat?"

"You!"

Above in the sky, Peng Zheng was almost driven to cough up blood by these words. Indeed, as the other had said, the Ancient Clan always took pride in their physical might, crushing the Human Clan easily in close combat.

Only those humans with a Supreme Physique could possibly rival the Ancient Clan, but throughout the ages, such individuals were exceedingly rare.

Had this era given birth to one from the Human Clan as well?!

Taking pride in the strength of their bodies, and now, to be shouted down by a member of the Human Clan like this, he didn’t dare to clash with him directly. That fist from earlier, he had felt the overwhelming might of Mo Wangchen’s body, it was too terrifying.

It was clearly on par with many of the Royal Families of the Ancient Kings!