Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 950 - 941: Where the Source Spirit Lies

Chapter 950: Chapter 941: Where the Source Spirit Lies

In the ruins, Mo Wangchen continued forward.

The ancient halls were corroded by time, completely collapsed, though some were well preserved.

Many people unearthed ancient artifacts here, but few could actually be used.

The deeper he went, the stronger the chaotic aura in the air became, but the Desolate Power remained thin and difficult to gather.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a rolling thunderous sound came from above; a fierce battle was underway.

Two figures clashed, radiant Holy Light bursting forth, as if it could crush the void. The battle was extremely intense, with both sides having cultivation above the True Immortal Realm. The area where they fought was already distorted.

"It’s the ancestor of the Divine Heaven Sect, a peak-grade power of the True Immortal Realm! Who dares to contend with him?!"

The crowd exclaimed, recognizing one of the parties. At this moment, they were vying for an ancient artifact from the ruins, definitely a Magical Treasure.

"That is... Dayan Immortal Palace’s Heavenly Punishment Divine Bell!" fr\(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com

Someone’s eyes burned with greed. The object of contention was a massive bronze Ancient Bell. At first glance, it seemed devoid of divine radiance, unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, a special and ancient pattern was engraved upon it, faintly glowing.

"The Heavenly Punishment Divine Bell, rumored to have suppressed countless Immortal Realm Great Powers in ancient times, with formidable strength!"

Many eyes glimmered, and unable to hold back, they joined the struggle.

Mo Wangchen furrowed his brow, the outbreak of battle caused the auras of over a dozen True Immortal Realm powerhouses to converge, dimming this area of the void, humming as if about to collapse.

"Everyone, do not argue! If this place collapses due to battle, none of us will survive!"

A cold snort met the ear, and in the depths of the ruins, a Divine Rainbow flew over. It was a white-robed elder, who did not act but used sheer presence to intimidate everyone.

"Great Elder of Heavenly Mechanism Mansion!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the elder’s identity.

"Hmph!"

The elder snorted coldly, reaching out a large hand, ignoring everyone, and seized the Heavenly Punishment Divine Bell before turning around and leaving.

Seeing this scene, those who had been vying for it felt unwilling, but could only suppress their grievances as Heavenly Mechanism Mansion was one of the ten Sacred Lands, not to be provoked.

With a sigh, everyone dispersed again, searching for their own Magical Treasures.

"Whoosh!"

Meanwhile, Mo Wangchen moved swiftly on the ground, tailing the Great Elder of Heavenly Mechanism Mansion.

The entire ruin spanned an immense area, like a majestic ancient city. One could imagine how powerful Dayan Immortal Palace once was, with rumors that it had nearly one hundred thousand ordinary disciples!

"This is..."

As he followed the Great Elder of Heavenly Mechanism Mansion, Mo Wangchen was not afraid of being discovered because, by now, the ruins were already bustling with people all around.

Soon, as he passed the site of Dayan Immortal Palace’s ruins, a gigantic abyss appeared before Mo Wangchen, shrouded in dense mist, the bottom unseen.

However, midway down the mountain, Mo Wangchen saw an entrance to a cave, which the Great Elder of Heavenly Mechanism Mansion had just entered.

"This is all Desolate Power!"

Mo Wangchen gasped in surprise; the mist in the abyss was not ordinary mist, but formed of Desolate Power.

His eyes burned with excitement; he finally found the supposed source spirit!

Many others had already discovered this place, bodies darting into the air above the cliff, each taking out damaged Magical Treasures, madly absorbing Desolate Power for restoration.

Mo Wangchen frowned, "The Great Elder of Heavenly Mechanism Mansion entered that cave, could this Desolate Power be emanating from inside?"

No wonder this thought crossed his mind. The people hovering above the cliff were not Sacred Land and Ancient Martial family powerhouses; most were Loose Cultivators.

"Did they all enter that cave?" He squinted, believing the cave must harbor some unknown secret.

The Desolate Power here was as dense as fog, unless there was a massive chunk of Desolate Stone present, such a scene would be impossible.

With this in mind, Mo Wangchen did not hesitate, darting toward the cave entrance but not immediately entering. Instead, he took out the Heavenly Subduing Bow, frantically collecting Desolate Power from outside the cave for restoration.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The Heavenly Subduing Bow seemed to have a spirit of its own; the moment it was drawn by Mo Wangchen, it vibrated crazily, absorbing Desolate Power at a speed far exceeding those around him by several times!

Despite his surprise, Mo Wangchen did not overthink it.

As a Divine King’s Weapon, it was naturally incomparable to ordinary Magical Treasures, and the faster the Heavenly Subduing Bow absorbed Desolate Power, the better it was for him.

"Huh?"

Before long, someone noticed Mo Wangchen’s actions and frowned.

"Kid, what treasure is that in your hand, consuming so much Desolate Power? How can we repair our Magical Treasures?" A middle-aged man frowned, glaring hostilely. freew\e bnovel.com

His eyes glinted, seemingly coveting Mo Wangchen’s Heavenly Subduing Bow, with thoughts of seizing it.

Humans die for wealth, birds for food. In the ruins, opportunities were obtained through strength, but there were also many with malicious intents, secretly robbing others of their possessions.

"You want it?"

Mo Wangchen smiled. This middle-aged man was only at the Void Immortal Realm Late Stage and dared to covet the Heavenly Subduing Bow, simply seeking death.

Seeing Mo Wangchen’s smile, the middle-aged man realized he was being belittled and coldly snorted, "Looks like you’re some novice from a family just out on a training trip, unaware of the Cultivation World’s dangers..."

"The bow in your hand seems to be a decent Magical Treasure; once I kill you, it will be mine."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man struck directly, his body flashed, and in an instant appeared before Mo Wangchen.

His large hand reached out like a dragon’s claw, sharp enough to crush boulders, fiercely aimed at Mo Wangchen’s chest.

"Courting death!"

Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, neither dodging nor retreating. Divine King Armor burst forth with endless Holy Light, with the aura of Tripod’s Law coiling around his arm, like a mountain crashing down.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering collision erupted in an instant, and unexpectedly, the middle-aged man’s body flew back, coughing up blood. His arm had been blasted apart by Mo Wangchen’s punch.

"You!"

As his body steadied, the middle-aged man was aghast, the pain of losing an arm twisting his face.

But compared to his inner fear, everything else seemed so powerless.

This white-clothed man’s body was unexpectedly this powerful, far beyond what he could contend with.

"Whoosh!"

Without thinking, he turned into a beam of white light, attempting to flee.

"Swoosh!"

However, just as he flew above the cliff, an astounding arrow pierced through the void, landing on the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream echoed in everyone’s ears, the middle-aged man was shot dead on the spot, his body falling into the Endless Abyss below.

"Who else wants the bow in my hand?" Mo Wangchen retracted his gaze, looking at the others around.

Their faces changed, and they retreated, not daring to come close. Indeed, a few had harbored intent, but after witnessing Mo Wangchen’s astonishing combat prowess, terror had already taken root in their hearts. They didn’t even dare to continue collecting Desolate Power but turned and left the area.

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