Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 948 - 939: Ruins Entrance

Chapter 948: Chapter 939: Ruins Entrance

"What a display of wealth, fifty million Immortal Stones spent without hesitation."

All around, many people’s eyes glowed. Under normal circumstances, many would have thoughts of robbery by now.

But now, in front of the Great Elder of the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, no one dared to think such things.

Joking aside, this is a Supreme Great Power at the Heavenly Immortal Realm level. To act recklessly before him is no different from seeking death, is it not?

"Haha, has Daoist Fellow Zhou Yan also taken a liking to this item?"

As everyone was astonished, from the back of the crowd, another elder with white hair and beard stepped forward.

"Wang Jingzhi, Great Elder of Wangxian Pavilion!"

Someone recognized him and couldn’t help but exclaim. Another individual at the Great Elder Level appears.

"I bid sixty million. How about letting this Desolate Stone go to my Wangxian Pavilion?" Wang Jingzhi smiled at Zhou Yan and spoke.

"Hehe, Wangxian Pavilion has brought a Holy Path Weapon this time. Soon, all sides will make moves to delve deeper into the relics. Daoist Fellow Jingzhi, why compete with me? You’ll have a Holy Path Weapon then, and I believe you’ll gain more Desolate Power." Zhou Yan smiled insincerely.

Although both spoke politely, everyone could see that neither Sacred Land wished to easily yield.

"Speaking of Holy Path Weapons, hasn’t the Sun and Moon Divine Palace already brought out the ’Tai Chi Diagram’? It’s just that the news hasn’t leaked." Wang Jingzhi laughed and paused, then continued, "Besides, this item was uncovered while our Wangxian Pavilion was exploring the relics, hence it should fall into our hands."

"The Desolate Stone belongs to nobody. Even if it appeared due to Wangxian Pavilion, it was just a coincidence." Zhou Yan replied.

"So it seems Daoist Fellow Zhou Yan is unwilling to let go?" Wang Jingzhi’s eyes turned cold.

"Raff bids seventy million; our Sun and Moon Divine Palace can afford this amount of Immortal Stones."

"Eighty million!" Wang Jingzhi snorted coldly and remained undeterred.

Listening to the two continue raising their bids, those around were extremely astonished and sighed internally at the profound heritage of supreme Sacred Lands.

"This Desolate Stone is only thumb-sized, with too little Desolate Power inside, hardly worthwhile for the Heavenly Subduing Bow, nearly a hundred million Immortal Stones, obviously not worth it." As the two competed, Mo Wangchen shook his head and muttered.

He had originally come to have a look, but never thought the Desolate Stone price was so high, thus abandoning the idea of competing.

Soon, Mo Wangchen left the scene.

"Since the Desolate Stone has appeared, it seems there must be plenty buried within the relics. I heard earlier, the major forces plan to join forces and enter. It seems they’ve scouted most of the relic’s periphery."

As he walked, Mo Wangchen muttered. Once the forces make their move, many will undoubtedly follow, allowing him to fish in troubled waters.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. Ahead, a familiar figure appeared again, "Tian Xinzhi..."

Unexpectedly, even she had come. The city was now filled with countless younger generation monsters, numerous Saint Level figures, and secretly, many older generation experts likely had arrived, just hadn’t shown themselves.

"I wonder if any Saint Master has come..."

Mo Wangchen turned to leave, not approaching Tian Xinzhi. He didn’t want anyone to know he had come so soon.

Soon, time passed, and in a blink, three days went by.

During these three days, Sacred Light occasionally flew out of the relics, not as Magical Treasures. These Sacred Lights were like sharp blades, capable of annihilating Void Immortal Realm experts.

Throughout these three days, it was heard that numerous loose cultivators wandering there perished under these Sacred Lights, causing fear and reducing the number of people approaching that area.

Yet the crowd did not leave, instead gathered in Sunset City. They all understood the Sacred Lands and Ancient Martial families intended to act together. By accompanying them inside, they could surely reap some benefits.

"Go!"

This day, suddenly several Divine Rainbows shot out from Sunset City, flying outward.

"These are the Great Elder Level experts from various forces!"

"Finally, these major forces can’t hold back, are they making their move?"

People were in an uproar. As the news spread, in an instant, many figures followed, flying toward the outside.

"This journey, I must secure some Desolate Power. If I can partially restore the Heavenly Subduing Bow, the power of the Divine King Arrow Technique will surely increase greatly!"

Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, a sharp gleam flashed within his gaze. As his words fell, he unhesitatingly soared into the air, moving with the crowd.

After leaving the city, two quarter-hours of flight over the mountains quickly led Mo Wangchen to see the distant ground, seemingly torn apart by giant hands.

A ten-thousand-foot abyss appeared, bottomless, with terrifying Sacred Light occasionally flying out, threatening and sharp.

"Such powerful Chaotic Power!"

Mo Wangchen was astonished. Above the crack, a halo enveloped, Chaos aura permeated. If someone accidentally fell in, they’d likely be torn apart by the mad Chaotic Power above the crack before even entering.

In the sky, countless figures gathered. Soon, everyone reached the front of the crack, and none dared to approach.

For the moment, the air here was filled with an inexplicable aura, pressing everyone’s breaths heavy. It’s easy to imagine, within the relics, endless dangers accompany.

But the allure of Desolate Power was too great for anyone to resist. Since the relics appeared in the world, Xuanwu Alliance’s entire force was alarmed and came, seemingly fearing arriving too late and Desolate Power being snatched away.

That power can restore Holy Path Weapons, which are Human Clan Ancestor Artifacts, remarkably powerful, single-handedly suppressing petty foes.

If sufficient Desolate Power is gained this time to restore the Holy Path Weapons, it will bring immense benefits to any Sacred Land and Ancient Martial family, significantly enhancing strength.

Concerning whether or not one could rise, naturally no one dared be slow.

"Whoo whoo whoo..."

The wind roared, as everyone neared the crack’s edge, the mad Chaotic Power raised all hearts to throats, fearing sudden changes.

"Daoist Fellows, here we are. Hopefully, no one will hold back, bring out your Ancestor Artifacts. The Chaotic Power forms Wind Gang, even a Heavenly Immortal Realm Great Power stepping in will be instantly obliterated. We must join forces to open a breach."

An elder with white hair and beard stood out, none other than Zhou Yan, Great Elder of the Sun and Moon Divine Palace, holding a Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram in his hand. Though not activated, its terrifying power could be felt.

"Go!"

As Zhou Yan’s words fell, the dozen figures standing at the forefront of the crowd flew out together, all Great Elders from major forces, each wielding Divine Weapons, channeling Spiritual Energy within.

"Boom boom boom!"

Heaven and Earth darkened, a dozen terrifying Sacred Lights erupted, converging into a mass, like a sky pillar, fiercely blasting towards the crack below.

"Crack!"

A dozen Holy Path Weapons activated simultaneously, power terrifying. The Chaotic Wind Gang above the crack was broken in the blink of an eye, chaotic airflow swept up, leveling a nearby tall mountain.

"The entrance is open, but won’t last long. Everyone will have to join forces again using Holy Path Weapons to come out together."

Someone shouted lightly, and as the words fell, hesitated no longer, their body became a stream of light, first entering the crack.

"Woosh woosh woosh!"

In an instant, the scene became chaotic, everyone unable to resist, surged in, fearing arriving late, the entrance would close again, missing the chance to enter.