Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1947 - 1947 1937 Wrath of the War God

1947: Chapter 1937: Wrath of the War God 1947: Chapter 1937: Wrath of the War God “The Chu family is finished, the overall situation is settled!”

The onlookers all shook their heads, pitying the Chu family.

In less than half an hour, more than half of the Chu family had fallen, and those who were left couldn’t hold on much longer.

Even Chu Yunxiao, the strongest of the Chu family, was in grave danger and grievously injured under the siege of Muye Xingdong, Abyssal Poison Jiao, and the Four-eyed Demon Ape.

The overall situation was settled; the Chu family was beyond redemption!

In the midst of battle, Zhan Wushuang was covered in blood, his War God True God body was torn, and he couldn’t muster the strength to activate Seal God’s Door any longer, but he still persisted desperately.

On the other side, Long Chen and Little Demon were hardly faring any better; Little Demon was severely injured and Long Chen’s injuries were even more critical, having burned his Qilin Blood Flame to the limit.

At this moment, Long Chen once again stimulated the Qilin Blood Flame, a blaze that enveloped his whole body, in which flowed the rules of time.

Long Chen’s face twisted, as if enduring immense pain—the consequence of forcibly stimulating the Qilin Bloodline and Time Bloodline.

“Sword Intent Inheritance, Flame Sword Fetus, help me ascend to True God!”

Suddenly, Long Chen let out a skyward shout.

“Boom!”

As this shout fell, a strong momentum burst forth from Long Chen’s body, Sword Intent soared into the sky, the flames of sword art

twined around him, and the space itself trembled.

Momentum surged, the Power of the Rules was condensing into God Patterns, striking towards the True God Realm.

With the continual fusion of the Sword Intent Inheritance and the Flame Sword Fetus, the Qilin Blood Flame also exploded with dazzling holy light, and above Long Chen’s head in the sky, space twisted, and a Qilin Illusion slowly emerged, its dreadful oppressive aura spreading far and wide.

“This is…

the aura of a Sovereign!”

The Heaven Concealing Young Master’s expression drastically changed, nearly feeling compelled to submit under that oppressive aura.

That oppressive aura carried the Sovereign’s Aura, an authority only a Supreme Demon Race bloodline could possess.

Long Chen ascended to True God, once again unlocking the Qilin Bloodline.

“Lowly humans, daring to defile the Supreme bloodline, deserve to die!”

The Heaven Concealing Young Master said coldly.

As the Qilin Bloodline was once again unlocked, the Qilin Blood Flame burst forth with even more radiant holy light, Long Chen’s injuries visibly healing at an observable rate, his breath gradually stabilizing in the True God Realm.

In less than the time of ten breaths, Long Chen had completed his breakthrough, leaped over the insurmountable gap between the Void God and True God, cultivated a God body, and became a True God.

“Heavenly Wrath Sword!”

Long Chen suddenly opened his eyes, all his power converging into one sword, and he ferociously slashed towards the Heaven Concealing Young Master, a sword aura soaring to the heavens, a True God Second Stage was about to fall to this one strike.

“Resisting the inevitable!”

A look of scorn appeared in the Heaven Concealing Young Master’s eyes; even if Long Chen had broken through to the True God Realm, he could not possibly be his match.

As Long Chen’s sword was about to hit the Heaven Concealing Young Master, the latter flicked his finger and shattered the sword aura.

“Suppress!”

The moment the sword aura was shattered, the Heaven Concealing Young Master darted forward, unleashing a powerful punch, knocking Little Demon flying and then struck towards Long Chen.

Claw Marks pressed down, and Long Chen had no way to resist.

“Pfft…”

Spitting out blood consecutively, Long Chen staggered, his face devoid of color.

In that instant, the Heaven Concealing Young Master pressed down another claw, pinning Long Chen down decisively.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you now!”

The Heaven Concealing Young Master said.

Long Chen possessed the Qilin Bloodline, which would be a significant advantage for the Heaven Concealing Young Master if obtained.

The Heaven Concealing Young Master had already planned to take Long Chen back to the Zhetian Alliance and find a way to extract the Qilin Bloodline from his body.

“Brother Long Chen!”

Seeing Long Chen suppressed by the Heaven Concealing Young Master, Zhan Wushuang’s expression turned to one of great urgency.

“Wushuang, quickly leave, and remember to avenge me!”

Long Chen shouted to Zhan Wushuang.

He had already fallen into the hands of the Heaven Concealing Young Master and didn’t want Zhan Wushuang to end up in the same situation.

“Muye family, Chaos Demon City, this is your doing, you all must die!”

Zhan Wushuang grew furious, his golden eyes blazing with towering rage.

In an instant, he flipped his hand and a talisman appeared in his grasp.

“Origin Battle Talisman, bestow upon me power!”

Without any hesitation, he crushed the Origin Battle Talisman.

As the talisman shattered, streams of Origin Force merged into Zhan Wushuang’s body, flooding his being like tidal waves.

At the same time, Zhan Wushuang’s cultivation base skyrocketed, reaching the True God Realm in a straight ascent, and continued to climb.

“No good, it’s an Origin Battle Talisman, kill him quickly!”

The people from Chaos Demon City and the Muye family, seeing this scene, yelled out in alarm and went to kill Zhan Wushuang.

“Get lost!”

Zhan Wushuang roared furiously.

The shout shattered the space, and one of the True God Seventh Level demons from the Demon Race burst apart and died.

In less than the time of two breaths, Zhan Wushuang’s cultivation had soared to the God King Realm, with a vast and unrivaled power roaring and raging within him.

“The Origin Battle Talisman, that guy has used an Origin Battle Talisman!”

“In the span of a breath, he raised his cultivation to the God King Realm; that Origin Battle Talisman must be of King Level.”

“A Void God using a King-Grade Origin Battle Symbol, even if he possesses the strength of a God King for a short time, as soon as time is up, if he doesn’t die, he will become a cripple.”

…

The onlookers were all captivated by Zhan Wushuang, many of them recognizing that he had used a King-Grade Origin Battle Symbol.

Indeed, the King-Grade Origin Battle Symbol could help Zhan Wushuang possess the power of a God King for a short while, but when the time was up, the backlash from the Origin Battle Symbol would exact a severe cost from Zhan Wushuang.

“Heaven Concealing Young Master, die!”

Zhan Wushuang’s gaze locked onto the Heaven Concealing Young Master as his figure burst forth, hurling a fist at him.

“Not good!”

The complexion of the Heaven Concealing Young Master changed, cursing under his breath.

With Zhan Wushuang possessing the power of a God King, he couldn’t handle him.

In a split second, a suit of battle armor appeared on the Heaven Concealing Young Master.

It was clearly a Middle Grade Artifact.

At the same time, he struck out with all his might, in an attempt to block Zhan Wushuang’s attack.

“Boom!”

Zhan Wushuang’s fist came hurtling through, and with a thunderous boom, the palm print of the Heaven Concealing Young Master was directly shattered.

War God’s Fist smashed into the body of the Heaven Concealing Young Master, the glow of his armor dimming instantly, even showing cracks.

With a single punch, breaking a Middle Grade Artifact, Zhan Wushuang’s strength was terrifying indeed.

“Ahh…”

The Heaven Concealing Young Master knelt on the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his expression one of shock.

In just one move, Zhan Wushuang had severely injured him.

“Die!”

Zhan Wushuang threw another punch, intending to finish off the Heaven Concealing Young Master.

“Save me!”

Enshrouded by the aura of death, the Heaven Concealing Young Master shouted for help toward the Abyssal Poison Jiao and Four-eyed Demon Ape.

If Zhan Wushuang’s punch landed on his body, his death was certain.

“Impudent scoundrel, how dare you!”

“Stop!”

The Abyssal Poison Jiao and Four-eyed Demon Ape simultaneously issued a sharp rebuke, their expressions filled with urgency.

They broke away from the battlefield and charged towards Zhan Wushuang at the fastest speed.