CHAPTER 953: CHAPTER 944: SECRET ROOM ANCIENT COFFIN

Hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, Tang Yongming’s face turned even paler.

Previously outside the Ancient Ruins, he indeed had attacked Mo Wangchen.

Although the Divine King Body’s flesh was unparalleled, and even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Body was suppressed, this only represented Mo Wangchen’s potential, not his strength.

However, what Tang Yongming never expected was that within this ruin, cultivation was suppressed.

And just by chance, he encountered him here!

"You... What do you want?"

He clenched his teeth, his face was very unsightly, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness. Being defeated by someone with much lower cultivation, how could Tang Yongming feel comfortable?

"What do you think?"

Mo Wangchen came closer, squinting his eyes, with a cold gleam flashing.

"I am the son of the Saint Master of the Tang family, Mo Wangchen. Killing me will not benefit you!"

Feeling the killing intent in his eyes, Tang Yongming panicked inside, but his tone was still extremely tough, gritting his teeth as he continued, "Unlike Zhou Jing, I am a true genius comparable to a Saint Heir. If you kill me, the Tang family will not let you go!"

"Are you threatening me?" Mo Wangchen sneered, looking at him, "Back when I killed Zhou Jing, you were also there. Have you so quickly forgotten that he also said something similar to you?"

Hearing this, Tang Yongming fell silent, his face very unsightly. Although his tone was tough, anyone could see that he intended to beg Mo Wangchen for mercy.

Especially at this moment, with the Heavenly Mechanism Saint and others present, it made Tang Yongming feel even more humiliated.

"You are indeed correct; killing you would undoubtedly completely anger the Tang family. I heard your father is a Demigod..."

"However, releasing you is not so simple either. The Ancient Martial Tang family, with its heritage from ancient times, naturally has a strong foundation. I wonder if they would be willing to exchange something to ransom you back if you fell into my hands?"

Mo Wangchen’s initial words made Tang Yongming inwardly rejoice, but the latter made him have a bad premonition, "What do you want to do?"

"Swish!"

Without paying attention to Tang Yongming’s reaction, Mo Wangchen took out the rarely used Qiankun Bag, and a massive suction directly pulled Tang Yongming into it.

Behind him, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint and others saw this and their expressions changed, feeling things had gone awry.

Mo Wangchen’s speed was so fast that even if they wanted to run, it was difficult to escape his Demon Palm.

"Brother Mo, our Heavenly Mechanism Mansion has never crossed paths with you..."

Looking at Mo Wangchen turning around and approaching with an evil smile, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint felt his heart tremble.

"That was true, but just now, after you attacked me, you crossed the line."

As Mo Wangchen’s words fell, the Qiankun Bag directly enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint was also captured within.

"And you all, none of you can escape. If you want to be saved, let the Elders of your family bring Desolate Power to ransom people." Without saying anything more, Mo Wangchen floated the Qiankun Bag, and the enormous suction once again pulled the remaining three inside.

After doing all this, Mo Wangchen placed the Qiankun Bag into his chest.

He looked at the Desolate Stone in his hand, his gaze flickering, and immediately took out the Heavenly Subduing Bow.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The Heavenly Subduing Bow trembled, seeming to have a spiritual nature, extremely excited.

Without waiting for Mo Wangchen to take any action, it autonomously floated up, and the vast Desolate Power from within the Desolate Stone poured out and was entirely absorbed by the Heavenly Subduing Bow.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Mo Wangchen quietly watched this scene unfold, carefully observing the changes in the Heavenly Subduing Bow.

When the Desolate Power within the Desolate Stone was completely depleted, turning it into an ordinary stone, Mo Wangchen crushed it with a pinch.

At this moment, the rust originally attached to the Heavenly Subduing Bow fell off, revealing a faint divine radiance, and the small cracks on the bow were also repaired.

Yet despite this, overall, the Heavenly Subduing Bow still appeared ’scarred’, with a large crack in the middle that might require endless Desolate Power to completely repair.

Although it was somewhat regrettable, Mo Wangchen was not discouraged, his gaze turned towards the depths of the cave. Within it, there must still be a lot of Desolate Power present.

With this thought in mind, Mo Wangchen continued onward. The cave seemed endless, from the time he entered it to now, he had walked for at least an hour, and more and more junctions appeared, unsure where the endpoint truly was.

"Huh?"

After walking for nearly two hours, Mo Wangchen seemed to have discovered something; in front, no more junctions appeared, only a single path to follow. However, what puzzled him was the increasing number of junctions along the rock wall the further he went.

These junctions were not paths forward. According to Mo Wangchen’s guess, they were likely the junctions he encountered earlier, leading here.

"Could all the junctions be connected, ultimately, no matter which junction I chose earlier, they all lead in one direction?"

The thought appeared in Mo Wangchen’s mind as he carefully examined the surrounding rock walls.

"These rock walls must have been carved out in ancient times. Could it be that the Dayan Immortal Palace discovered Desolate Stone here and had it excavated?"

Thinking so, Mo Wangchen continued forward, with more and more junctions spanning the rock walls, quickly he noticed a junction in front showing signs of recent passage.

"Indeed!"

This discovery confirmed Mo Wangchen’s theory, these junctions were indeed connected.

"Hmm? Someone?"

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Mo Wangchen again heard some sounds ahead, he quietly approached.

Ultimately discovering that on the rock wall not far ahead, there existed a secret chamber.

At this moment, there were seven figures inside the chamber, four young geniuses and the remaining three were experts of the older generation.

The chamber was not large, at most able to accommodate twenty to thirty people. At this moment, the seven were gathered together, seemingly studying something.

"A Bronze Ancient Coffin?"

Mo Wangchen was surprised that there was a coffin in the chamber, with the lid unopened, no one knew what was inside.

"Who goes there?!"

An elderly man squatting in front of a stone stele next to the Ancient Coffin suddenly turned his gaze towards the outside of the chamber, speaking in a deep voice.

Everyone was surprised, glancing back.

"Slinking around, come out now, or don’t blame us for taking action." An elder said coldly, apparently from an ancient martial family, a Great Elder who had also sensed something amiss.

Mo Wangchen smiled wryly, not expecting that even with their suppressed cultivation, these elders could still be so perceptive.

"It’s me."

He shook his head helplessly, then stepped out.