Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1501 - 1501 1491 The Five Strong Ones_1

1501: Chapter 1491: The Five Strong Ones_1 1501: Chapter 1491: The Five Strong Ones_1 “The Huashen Sect arrived quite early, they seem to be well-prepared.”

An elder from the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan commented casually, his gaze surveying Yan Chixiao and the members of the Huashen Sect.

“Elder Zongheng, isn’t the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan also prepared?

Seeing the posture of the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan, it seems it is determined to obtain the secrets of the Saint Heaven Sect.”

Yan Chixiao laughed lightly, he was quite familiar with the elder from the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan who was speaking.

The elder called Huangfu Zongheng is a respected elder of the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan, with a status as high as Yan Chixiao, and equal in strength.

“Since we’re here, we naturally have to vie for it.”

Huangfu Zongheng smiled, making no effort to conceal his intentions.

Everyone here has the same objective: the secret of the Saint Heaven Sect.

Since the Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan is here, their target is obviously the same.

“Jiu Xuan Imperial Clan, Huashen Sect, you arrived quite early indeed.

However, you can only wait idly, hahaha…”

Just then, a hearty laugh echoed from far away, causing space itself to tremble.

“The Mad Martial Emperor.”

Yan Chixiao and Huangfu Zongheng were all too familiar with this voice; besides the Mad Martial Emperor of the Three Gods Sect, who else could it be?

The Mad Martial Emperor is the Grand Protector of the Three Gods Sect and is also on an equal footing with Yan Chixiao and Huangfu Zongheng.

Before the sound of his voice could die away in mid-air, a burly man, accompanied by a hundred-strong group, was seen flying towards them.

The burly man was nearly three meters tall, around forty years of age with rugged features, thick eyebrows and large eyes, resembling a human-shaped wild bear.

He was none other than the Mad Martial Emperor.

Very soon, the Mad Martial Emperor arrived in front of everyone, leading hundreds of people from the Three Gods Sect.

“Boom!”

The moment the Mad Martial Emperor’s feet hit the ground, a boom resonated and the ground trembled violently.

Several cracks spread from his feet and prolonged for hundreds of meters before they stopped, stirring up clouds of dust.

“Mad Martial Emperor, do you harbor resentment against the Lingmang Plateau, creating such a commotion, or are you just worried everyone missed your arrival?”

Yan Chixiao derisively commented on the Mad Martial Emperor’s entrance grandly; this was not the first time he’d witnessed such a scene.

“Heh heh, Yan Chixiao, the Lingmang Plateau is not your Yan family graveyard, why are you so restless?”

The Mad Martial Emperor chuckled, defiant in his response.

“Fortunately, it’s not the Yan family’s graveyard.

Otherwise, you’ll have to prepare to fight to death.”

At the right moment, Huangfu Zongheng added fuel to the fire with his remark.

“Elder Zongheng, why don’t you spar with this fellow first?

If you can’t defeat him, just inform me, and I’ll step in immediately.”

Yan Chixiao’s expression remained unchanged, adeptly instigating discord between Huangfu Zongheng and the Mad Martial Emperor.

“Elder Zongheng was indeed renowned back then, but alas, he’s old now.

Yan Chixiao, why don’t you join forces with Elder Zongheng?

It’ll be a good opportunity for me to test a new ultimate move I’ve been practicing recently, how about it?”

The Mad Martial Emperor was not the least threatened and even appeared eager to fight.

“Mad Martial Emperor, you’ve become more arrogant over the years.

How about adding me into the mix?”

Just as the Mad Martial Emperor finished speaking, a robust voice chimes in.

“The Supreme Hall has arrived.”

Within merely the time of two breaths, another hundred or so people arrived, positioning themselves not far from the three major powerhouses.

It was obvious they were from the Supreme Hall.

The one leading was a middle-aged man, around four decades old, with a tall and lean body, a firm and resolute face, and he was dressed in a yellow robe.

His bearing was just as profound as the Mad Martial Emperor, Yan Chixiao, and Huangfu Zongheng, clearly indicating that he belonged among the strong on their level.

The one who has just spoken was this man.

“Huangshan Ancestor, do you really believe you can intimidate this Emperor?”

The Mad Martial Emperor scoffed lightly, taking absolutely no notice of Huangshan Ancestor.

Three years ago, he had crossed hands with Huangshan Ancestor, and although neither had managed to gain the upper hand, he didn’t suffer either.

“Including them two, faced against you, I can absolutely bring you to doubt your very existence.”

The Huangshan Ancestor was also unafraid of the Mad Martial Emperor.

In fact, he seemed to harbor the desire to challenge him.

Their strengths were on par.

If he were to include Yan Chixiao and Elder Zongheng, they could absolutely beat the Mad Martial Emperor bare.

“Do you think they would stoop as low as you?”

The Mad Martial Emperor’s gaze flickered.

If it came to blows, he would indeed be outmatched.

He had witnessed the Huangshan Ancestor’s tactics before.

The strength of Yan Chixiao and Huangfu Zongheng was definitively not weak, especially the Bloodline Power of Huangfu Zongheng—it was extremely formidable.

“Although I dislike bullying the weak with numbers, but there are times it’s worth trying.”

A laughing, yet not quite so, Yan Chixiao spoke, then turning to Huangfu Zongheng, he asked: “Elder Zongheng, what do you think?”

“This old man is also not fond of overpowering the weak with numbers, but what you said does make sense.

Some people are indeed asking for a beating, I wouldn’t mind making an exception this time.”

For Huangfu Zongheng, this was an opportunity to strike at the Mad Martial Emperor not to be missed, a cunning smile lit up his abstruse gaze.

Hearing this, the complexion of the Mad Martial Emperor shifted slightly, and he fell silent.

Are you kidding him?

If the trio of Huangshan Ancestor, Yan Chixiao, and Huangfu Zongheng were to go against him, he would definitely be done for.

“The Wangchuan Clan are here too!”

In the next moment, Mad Martial Emperor, Huangshan Ancestor, Yan Chixiao, Huangfu Zongheng, each sensing something, their gazes converged in the same direction simultaneously.

In their line of sight, a group of over a hundred people were flying towards them, conspicuously members of the Wangchuan Clan.

“This guy Ye Luochen hasn’t shown any movements for many years, who would have thought he would show up this time.”

The gaze of Yan Chixiao locked onto a middle-aged man leading the Wangchuan Clan, his voice murmuring softly.

The middle-aged man was robed in black, about four decades old, with striking silver-grey hair, and an unknowably profound aura.

This man named Ye Luochen, was a super strong individual in the Wangchuan Clan and was once formidable enough to command respect.

After just two breaths of time, Ye Luochen led the hundred or so members of the Wangchuan Clan to swoop down from the sky and alight on an open patch of land, maintaining a distance from the various major forces present.

“These are all familiar faces, it looks like this time we are going to have fun.”

The gaze of Ye Luochen swept across the Huangshan Ancestor, Mad Martial Emperor, Yan Chixiao, Huangfu Zongheng, he was familiar with all four of them.

“You’re notoriously vile, if we don’t take precautions against you, one day we’d be played to death by you.”

The Mad Martial Emperor shot Ye Luochen a glance, speaking bluntly.

Not only was Ye Luochen’s strength formidable, but he was also notoriously sneaky.

Those who knew him kept their guard up when around him.

“That’s all because you guys misunderstand me, do I look like the sort who is vile?”

Ye Luochen didn’t take it personally, but the glint of cunning that slipped through his eyes sent chills down one’s spine.