CHAPTER 1253: CHAPTER 1244: QIANYUAN SAINT HEIR

"He actually came..."

The appearance of Mo Wangchen truly surprised many people.

Although everyone knew about this early on, no one was sure if he truly dared to come.

Now, Mo Wangchen has indeed appeared.

Under the gaze of everyone present, he descended slowly to the ground.

He walked to the front of the Qianyuan Mountain Gate and stood there directly.

"Mo Wangchen is here to visit!"

After standing quietly for a moment, he faced the Qianyuan Sect and shouted loudly.

"Fast!"

Shortly, a figure darted out, floating in mid-air within the Qianyuan Sect’s grounds. This was a young man who appeared to be around the same age as Mo Wangchen.

"Qianyuan Saint Heir!"

All around, people instantly recognized this young man as the Saint Heir of the Qianyuan Sect.

"Mo Wangchen, you killed our Qianyuan Sect’s Great Elder and even slew more than a dozen elder-level experts; you actually dared to show up here?"

The Qianyuan Saint Heir wore a light yellow embroidered robe, with eyes sharp as lightning, staring keenly at Mo Wangchen.

"Why wouldn’t I dare show up?"

Mo Wangchen smiled and retorted, then continued, "Your Qianyuan Sect people tried to kill me first. How could I just sit and wait for death? Shouldn’t I counter-kill them?"

"This is a grudge between our Qianyuan Sect and the Du Family of Wanhong City. Who exactly are you to meddle, blatantly disrespecting our Qianyuan Sect?" the Qianyuan Saint Heir snorted coldly.

"Are you talking nonsense with your eyes wide open? The Du Family is a major family in Wanhong City, but they mean nothing to your Qianyuan Sect, right? Where is this grudge coming from? The cause of the incident is none other than Wang Yuanfei of the Wang Family. He is an Inner Sect Disciple of your Qianyuan Sect, yet he abused his sect’s backing to force the Du Family’s young lady into marriage. Such behavior is truly disgraceful, and yet your Qianyuan Sect dares to indulge it without consequence."

"Is there really such a thing?"

Hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, the surrounding crowd began to express mild surprise, "Wang Yuanfei? Indeed, I have heard of such a person. An Inner Sect Disciple of the Qianyuan Sect doing such things—it’s unreasonable for the Qianyuan Sect to condone disciples committing evil deeds!"

"One thing is not another; our Qianyuan Sect will handle Wang Yuanfei. There’s no need for you to worry, but you must account for killing so many of our elders!" the Qianyuan Saint Heir snorted coldly.

"You want an explanation? Haven’t I come to give it?"

Mo Wangchen laughed coldly, gazing directly into the eyes of the opponent, continuing, "I’m already here to provide you with an explanation, yet why does your Qianyuan Sect keep the mountain gate closed?"

"Saint Heir, stop wasting words with him, capture and bring him back to the sect for judgment."

"This person is too arrogant; killing him is too lenient. He must be captured alive and suppressed in the sect for ten thousand years, only then can Elder Su Mao and the others rest in peace."

Within the Qianyuan Sect, many people revealed themselves, all looking at Mo Wangchen with hostile expressions.

During this period, due to the events in Wanhong City, the Qianyuan Sect has been utterly humiliated.

If Mo Wangchen is not captured, how would these disciples of the Qianyuan Sect have the face to continue walking outside in Ning State in the future?

"If you want to catch me, you’re welcome to try; hiding inside doesn’t count for anything!"

Mo Wangchen looked at the furious faces of the Qianyuan Sect disciples, speaking with disdain.

"Too arrogant! Openly challenging our Qianyuan Sect; do you really think you’re invincible?"

In an instant, three disciples in the Qianyuan Sect couldn’t hold back any longer, charging out angrily, directly crossing the Mountain Protection Array, appearing above the mountain gate.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

As soon as the three appeared, they jointly attacked, unleashing three different Holy Techniques. Instantaneously, brilliance covered the sky, pressing down towards Mo Wangchen, intending to kill him here.

"Boom!"

Mo Wangchen showed disdain, easily neutralizing the trio’s attack with a flick of his finger.

Reaching out with his hand, the invisible giant hand slapped the three of them down, as easily as swatting flies, giving them no chance to resist.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three bodies fell down, Mo Wangchen was already upon them, delivering three punches in succession, hitting them in the chest.

"Puh!"

Instantly, all three disciples of the Qianyuan Sect coughed up blood, seriously injured, lying on the ground unable to move.

Mo Wangchen did not kill them, instead turning his gaze towards the Qianyuan Saint Heir within the sect, saying, "Those three had more courage than you, daring to come out and fight me. Unfortunately, their strength was too low to withstand even one of my punches."

"Saint Heir, act quickly, this person is too arrogant!"

Behind the Qianyuan Saint Heir, other disciples of the Qianyuan Sect wore very unpleasant expressions, and someone couldn’t help stepping forward, urging him to take action swiftly.

As one of the heirs of the three major Sacred Lands, the strength of the Qianyuan Saint Heir is unquestionable, being a top figure among the younger generation in Ning State. Although Mo Wangchen is undoubtedly powerful, in the eyes of these Qianyuan Sect disciples, if the Saint Heir acts, he will surely suppress him.

"Formation!"

The Qianyuan Saint Heir remained silent, still not taking action, but after a moment, he suddenly shouted.

"Swish swish swish!"

In an instant, ten or so figures darted out from within the Qianyuan Sect, all being elders of the sect, each with Heavenly Immortal Realm Cultivation.

As soon as these individuals appeared, they dispersed their bodies, surrounding Mo Wangchen.

"Dayan Qiankun Formation!"

The ten or so people chanted in unison, in a flash, a ray of light shot out from each, soaring skyward, finally intertwining.

"Buzz..."

The void quivered slightly, and the next moment, a world map projection appeared above Mo Wangchen’s head.

Within that world map projection, there were mountains, rivers, sun, and moon, with rivers flowing eastward.

The sun and moon radiated dazzling brilliance, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the speed of the river’s flow was incredibly fast. A powerful and irresistible majestic force converged into boundless Holy Light, crashing down towards Mo Wangchen like a heavenly river.

"The Qianyuan Sect’s Dayan Qiankun Formation, it’s an ancient array said to have killed quasi-gods in the remote Ancient Era!"

The surrounding people all turned pale, retreating a considerable distance as if afraid of being affected.

"Humph!"

However, facing the pressing Holy Light, Mo Wangchen showed no intention of retreating. He snorted coldly, his body rising into the air.

"Buzz..."

In his hand appeared the Burning Spirit Sword, with Infinite Laws forming, entwining around the black heavy sword.

"Begone!"

His roaring voice pierced the sky as Mo Wangchen wielded the sword and suddenly slashed out.

"Crack crack crack..."

A massive jet-black Sword Light soared skyward, and during its movement, it suddenly shattered, transforming one sword into ten thousand swords. Each Sword Light was immensely terrifying, as witnessed by the crowd, collectively slashing towards the descending Holy Light Formation.