Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 877 - 868: Slay Zhou Jing!

"You can’t kill me!"

Looking at the smile on Mo Wangchen’s face, it became increasingly eerie.

Zhou Jing’s eyes were filled with fear; at this moment, he did not doubt that Mo Wangchen truly intended to kill him.

"Hehe..."

However, in response to Zhou Jing’s words, Mo Wangchen merely smiled again.

The palm hovering over Zhou Jing’s head began to exude an even more terrifying energy.

It seemed that with just a slight press down, Zhou Jing would be annihilated instantly, body and soul.

"Brother Mo!"

Just at this moment, behind the two of them, a divine rainbow came swiftly.

It was none other than the Heavenly Martial Saint, Leng Yun!

The divine rainbow around him gradually faded. Leng Yun frowned, his gaze falling on Mo Wangchen.

After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Could you give me some face and let him go?"

The crowd fell silent, surprised when they heard Leng Yun’s words.

They were puzzled why Leng Yun would plead for Zhou Jing, as the two didn’t interact much usually, did they?

Moreover, although Zhou Jing was the senior disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, his status was still far inferior to a genuine Saint like Leng Yun.

"He tried to kill me just now."

Looking at Leng Yun, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, uncertain of his thoughts. After a pause, he continued, "If my strength wasn’t greater than his, I’d be dead by his hand now. And you ask me to let him go, Brother Leng?"

Hearing this, Leng Yun frowned as well. As Mo Wangchen had said, Zhou Jing had indeed shown killing intent in his attack earlier.

If it weren’t for Mo Wangchen’s great strength, he would have been a corpse by now.

"Brother Mo, among the Seven Martial Alliances, our Xuanwu Alliance ranks last. Zhou Jing may have made mistakes, but he doesn’t deserve death. With his talent, he might become a Saint in the future. His death here would also be a loss to the Xuanwu Alliance!"

Leng Yun had only recently met Mo Wangchen and didn’t know his character well, but he could tell that Mo Wangchen was the type not to provoke others unless provoked.

If Zhou Jing hadn’t crossed his line, he wouldn’t be in this precarious situation now.

"A mistake is a mistake. To me, there’s no such thing as a crime not deserving of death. He has already crossed my bottom line."

Mo Wangchen looked at Leng Yun for a long while before shaking his head.

Silence ensued among the people around, genuinely shocked, thinking Mo Wangchen lacked the graciousness.

With Leng Yun’s status as the Heavenly Martial Saint, he was treated with utmost care wherever he went. When had anyone dared to refuse his plea?

Yet today, they witnessed that the so-called face of the Heavenly Martial Saint seemed worthless to Mo Wangchen.

"Mo Wangchen, do you know what it means if you kill me?"

Leng Yun’s plea had emboldened Zhou Jing, whose fear turned to anger as he glared at Mo Wangchen. "The foundation of the Ten Sacred Lands is beyond your imagination. Don’t think knowing Master Zhang ensures your safety. I am the most promising talent to attain the Saint’s position in the last millennium of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect!"

A Saint, in any force, is an irreplaceable ’treasure’. If Zhou Jing were truly killed by Mo Wangchen today, the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect would be furious. Who could truly bear the wrath of a Sacred Land?

Even Zhang Mingyuan might not dare to act rashly!

Mo Wangchen fell silent, contemplating how to deal with the situation. Indeed, he was unsure, given the gravity; killing Zhou Jing would entangle him with a force that had been powerful for thousands of years.

Having just arrived at the Daluo Heaven Realm, Mo Wangchen wasn’t keen to take such risks without having established himself.

"Letting me go is the wisest choice. Mo Wangchen, your strength is remarkable, but remember, those with true authority are those ancient powers. The Flame Phoenix Divine Sect is one of them."

Seeing the hesitation in Mo Wangchen’s eyes, Zhou Jing grew bolder, thinking that Mo Wangchen wouldn’t dare act against him under the circumstances of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect’s presence.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mo Wangchen slowly lifted the palm that had been pressing on Zhou Jing’s head.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing sneered, "A wise man knows when to retreat. Mo Wangchen, you don’t dare to kill me because you’re afraid. If you kill me, the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect will send powerful ones to kill you, too. If I die, you won’t survive either."

"Hahaha, this is the fate weaklings must accept. Just wait. When I achieve Divine Skill Great Success, you’ll be the first I kill. I’ll use your blood to forge my position as the Flame Phoenix Saint."

Zhou Jing’s words were extremely arrogant, as if he was the master of the situation.

"I originally planned to let you go. Unfortunately, your words have sealed your fate."

Just as Zhou Jing’s words fell, Mo Wangchen’s cold voice rang out again, and the hand that was initially withdrawn hesitated no more. With energy surging, it stirred the great forces around.

Amid all the incredulous gazes, Mo Wangchen’s palm pressed down on Zhou Jing’s Heavenly Spirit Cover!

"Boom!"

Blood mist burst out, Zhou Jing’s head was crushed by Mo Wangchen’s palm.

"This..."

The surrounding fell into silence, everyone wide-eyed, in disbelief at what they saw.

"Zhou Jing is dead!"

"My god, the senior disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, a genius about to be made Saint, was slain today in Divine King Valley!"

After a brief silence, as Zhou Jing’s headless body fell from the sky, the crowd finally recovered from their shock.

Each had an indescribable expression, gasping, their gaze fixed in awe on Mo Wangchen.

"Brother Mo, this is going to be troublesome..."

Not far away, Leng Yun frowned; he obviously didn’t expect Mo Wangchen to truly act.

This happened too suddenly. He intended to stop it, but Mo Wangchen’s move was too quick, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

"You... Mo Wangchen! How dare you kill Senior Zhou Jing!"

From the ground below, an angry shout echoed up.

The ones who spoke were the two disciples of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect who accompanied Zhou Jing, the ones Mo Wangchen and Tianyang Building injured previously.

"Zhou Jing intended to kill me first, his death is not to be pitied. If you have any objections, come here, I don’t mind killing you both as well."

Mo Wangchen stood in the void, his white robes billowing, and his indifferent voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

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