Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 749: Mo Wentian

"Qinchuan, come out!"

The furious voice exploded in the void above Tianqing City; everyone within a hundred miles could hear it clearly.

"Who is it? Daring to trouble our national master?!"

In Tianqing City, countless cultivators took to the streets, looking up at the sky, buzzing with discussion.

"Don't they know that the national master just slaughtered four Great Emperor powerhouses not long ago? Coming to seek death at this time?"

"Mo Wentian, truly resurrected!"

When Qinchuan heard this voice, his spirit instantly lifted.

Because this person was none other than Mo Wentian, whom he had obliterated both in physical body and true spirit during the battle at Divine Demon Island.

Although he had long known about Mo Wentian's undying body, he was still somewhat curious to witness it in person.

"Pay no mind to whatever is happening outside; focus on activating and running the array!"

Qinchuan ordered Li Kaitian and the other twelve Great Emperors before walking out of Tianji Hall, soaring upward.

In the void, Mo Wentian and Qinchuan stood facing each other from a distance.

"Mo Wentian, I can't believe you dare to show yourself in front of this young master. Although you possess the method of resurrection, each death requires three years before you can resurrect. You should cherish your freedom."

Qinchuan regarded Mo Wentian with a calm and collected demeanor, assessing him hither and yon.

Indeed, it was the same Mo Wentian as before, undoubtedly; his physical body had been destroyed, yet he had condensed a new one, and his true spirit, once crushed, was now reassembling.

"This Mo Wentian is truly mysterious and unfathomable. It seems I should seize the opportunity to capture him and see if I can glean some useful information from his sea of consciousness."

Mo Wentian had close ties with the Immortal Burial Site, so at this moment, Qinchuan wasn't thinking about how to repel him, but rather how to extract some useful messages from his sea of consciousness.

Mo Wentian's face was dark, his gaze piercing and grim.

"Hatred for destroying my body, irreconcilable as heaven and earth!"

"I have descended from the upper realms today specifically to avenge the spear of that day!"

As he spoke, the aura about Mo Wentian rapidly weakened.

He was sealing his own realm.

In a short while, his realm had weakened from the Great Emperor Realm to the Great Saint Intermediate Stage Cultivation Level.

He had come for revenge, but he also had his own pride.

Back then, Qinchuan had suppressed him within the same realm, and naturally, he wanted to regain his honor in the same realm.

"If you were to fight me at your Great Emperor Realm, perhaps I wouldn't be able to do much to you, are you sure you want to suppress your realm to the Great Saint Intermediate Stage?"

Qinchuan laughed from afar.

"Arrogant! Every time I reincarnate in the Immortal Burial, it's not just a rise in realm cultivation. My strength within the same realm also undergoes heaven-shaking and earth-shattering changes; watch how I will slay you."

As he spoke, his right hand was crystal clear and dazzling; essence Qi condensed in his palm, and a Spirit Sword emerged in his hand.

"Since you are insistent on seeking death, you can't blame this young master."

Qinchuan's arm glowed, his skin crystalline; around him, Earth Fire and lightning burst forth, unleashing terrifying phenomena.

The aura of both men surged rapidly, and a great battle was imminent. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Die!"

Mo Wentian roared, his silver hair surged wildly, like a waterfall descending from the Nine Heavens. The Spirit Sword swung, slashing towards Qinchuan.

His strength had indeed experienced a tremendous surge once again. The Sword Qi was like a rainbow, resembling the fall of the Milky Way, covering the entire firmament.

"If that's all you've got, I think you might as well go back to sleep for another three years," said Qinchuan, standing amidst the storm of Sword Qi as if facing a gentle spring breeze.

Mo Wentian had grown stronger, but Qinchuan's physical body and soul had also undergone several awakenings, making his strength far from what it had been.

"Break!"

Qinchuan made his move. He punched, breaking through the descending Milky Way with sheer force.

Mo Wentian's attack was merely a probe, and Qinchuan shattered it with a single punch.

"I must admit, your strength indeed surprised me, Young Master Qin, but this time, I will end you!" Mo Wentian's hair stood on end as he coldly shouted.

"Reincarnation Sword!"

The Spirit Sword in Mo Wentian's hands split apart, one into three, three into six.

Eventually, six longswords of different colors whistled, Daoist Energy burst forth from them, exploding in the void and emitting a terrifying aura.

"This sword, named Reincarnation, is used to judge you mere mortals!"

"Hmph, the mysteries of reincarnation are not for you to fathom."

Qinchuan retorted, his fighting spirit also erupting continuously, "It's already a prideful accomplishment for you to have forced this young master to use thirty percent of my power."

"Arrogance! Then try this move!"

The six Divine Swords orbiting Mo Wentian flew out, transforming into different divine lights, slashing toward him.

Each Divine Sword connected Heaven and Earth, smelting the void, and within the Sword Qi, there was life and death evolving endlessly.

It indeed seemed to contain a trace of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Boom!"

The two collided in the void, the ensuing explosion of light rising like a miniature sun.

This time, the collision sent them both flying backward simultaneously.

And just then, a crisp and ethereal voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the fierce battle between the two.

"Young Master Qin, Young Master Mo, please cease fighting for a moment!"

With the arrival of the ethereal voice, a figure in white fluttered towards the center between the two combatants.

"Bai Ruoxi!"

"Bai Ling!"

Qinchuan and Mo Wentian recognized the woman at the center and cried out different names.

"Bai Ling?" Qinchuan first glanced at Mo Wentian, then looked towards Bai Ruoxi, sensing something unusual.

He then scrutinized Bai Ruoxi carefully.

She stood gracefully, the entire person akin to a blossoming Divine Lotus, her skin translucent and glowing, exuding perfection.

After years without seeing her, she had become even more stunningly beautiful.

The aura she radiated was tumultuous; her cultivation evidently at the Great Saint Late Stage.

But what made Qinchuan feel unusual was not her looks nor cultivation level but the Daoist energy surrounding her.

At this moment, Bai Ruoxi gave him a feeling of haziness.

This sensation, like facing the Heavenly Dao Laws directly, instilled a sense of insignificance and inferiority, inciting an irresistible urge to submit and kneel.

Qinchuan opened his Innate Pupils.

The next moment, a look of surprise also appeared on her face.

"Who is she? To be favored by the Heavenly Dao?"

He saw Heavenly Dao Destiny rolling in from all directions, like a torrential river, surging towards her.

And this gathering Destiny of the Heavenly Dao condensed above her head into a purple canopy which, under the illumination of the Innate Pupils, was especially dazzling.

That was a sign of the Heavenly Dao's favor.

She had clearly penetrated the complete Dao and was now comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

And she was also favored by the Heavenly Dao.

If nothing went wrong, her journey of comprehension of the Heavenly Dao would also be smooth and unobstructed.

This surprised Qinchuan.

Bai Ruoxi and Mo Wentian seemed to have known each other before.

"Young Master Qin, my real name is indeed Bai Ling; I simply adopted the name Bai Ruoxi when moving around in the Lower Realm," Bai Ruoxi clarified Qinchuan's confusion at this moment.

"Bai Ling, step aside; today I will kill this youngster!" Mo Wentian said coldly from afar.