"Bang!"

The dragon's head exploded, turning into a dispersed mist of blood across the sky, a truly astounding scene.

"Roar!"

Out of nowhere, a dragon's roar resounded. After all, this was a Demigod level expert; even though its head was crushed, it wasn't dead.

His Primordial Spirit flew out, attempting to escape.

"You still want to run?"

Mo Wangchen sneered coldly, reaching out with his hand. In an instant, the Dao Pattern left by Ksitigarbha in his palm shone with unparalleled brilliance.

"Buzz..."

An unseen force locked the Primordial Spirit of the Ancient clan expert mid-air. His eyes showed terror, not knowing what was happening.

"Swoosh!"

Mo Wangchen waved his hand, instantly summoning his Primordial Spirit.

"You... If you kill me, when the Emperor comes out, he'll definitely wipe out your ten clans!" The Ancient clan expert's eyes held fear; an unseen dreadful force seemed to be entrapping his Primordial Spirit.

The force was overwhelmingly terrifying, utterly impossible to resist, commanding souls like a Divine Demon.

"I've heard these kinds of words too many times. If the Demon Dragon Emperor truly has skills, let him come. If he doesn't show up, I'll sweep through all his subsidiaries and properties."

Mo Wangchen laughed coldly. As his words fell, in his hands reaching into the Void, he slowly gripped.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Ancient clan expert's Primordial Spirit was crushed by that unseen force, obliterating body and soul.

Silence!

At this moment, the people of Man City were utterly speechless, shocked to the point where they couldn't speak.

Another Demigod level Ancient clan expert had been slain.

"Slaying Demigods one after another, such audacity. Is he truly going to challenge the Demon Dragon Emperor?"

"Recently, this man reached the Xuanwu Alliance through the Star Martial Alliance, heading south, slaying Ancient clan Demigods along the way. Even the Green Emperor probably couldn't do this. What is his intention? Provoking the Ancient clan is not a wise move."

Over these nine hundred years, the Ancient clans flourished, suppressing many Human Clan forces, making it difficult for them to rise, only the major alliances dared to barely oppose them.

Powers like Ancient Martial families and All Holy Lands largely did not dare to genuinely conflict with them, some Sacred Lands were even destroyed as a result.

While people discussed, Mo Wangchen didn't pause, walking through the air, soon arriving above a Demon Dragon clan property.

Concentrating Sword Principle, the Sky-Reaching Sword Qi devastated in all directions. Wherever he went, the Demon Dragon clan subsidiaries and properties were uprooted without exception.

Finally, Mo Wangchen arrived above a building.

It was a teahouse, with five levels, its business thriving, many cultivators came and went daily, all having considerable strength.

This was not a Demon Dragon clan property but belonged to the Xuanwu Alliance.

"Within ten breaths, everyone must leave, or face the consequences."

Mo Wangchen stood above the teahouse, his calm voice nevertheless clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Wow..."

His words caused astonishment throughout Man City. This person was not only uprooting Demon Dragon clan properties, but now dared to target the Xuanwu Alliance as well.

"Daoist Friend, regarding your grievances with the Demon Dragon clan, our Xuanwu Alliance doesn't wish to interfere. We are merely collaborators with the Demon Dragon clan, perhaps you've come to the wrong place?"

At this moment, a decrepit figure stepped out from the teahouse, a white-robed elder, squinting at Mo Wangchen in the air.

"I haven't come to the wrong place. I'm indeed looking for your Xuanwu Alliance," Mo Wangchen casually responded.

Hearing his words, the white-robed elder frowned, eyes flashing coldly, "Young friend, who are you really? I don't believe our Xuanwu Alliance has any vendetta against you."

"Zhang Qinghe, the Right Envoy of Emperor Wu!"

Around them, the crowd showed surprise, recognizing the white-robed elder.

"After Emperor Xuansheng's fall, his envoys retired, now residing in Xuan Emperor Palace, not having appeared for hundreds of years, Xuanwu Emperor appointed new envoys, making Zhang Qinghe the Right Envoy, a Demigod level expert, unexpectedly also present in Yongnan City," someone spoke.

"Speaking of vendettas, I do indeed have some with your Xuanwu Alliance..."

Mo Wangchen paused in silence, suddenly spoke thus.

Upon hearing him, Zhang Qinghe frowned more deeply, feeling extremely puzzled within.

This man slayed Ancient clan Demigods unchallenged, making his way south, ending at the Xuanwu Alliance, now known by all.

Yet regarding his origins, no one knew, this mysterious Human clan expert appearing suddenly, leaving no trace in the past.

For the Xuanwu Alliance especially, any vendetta seemed utterly improbable.

"Judging by your youth, you must be among the contemporary talents of the Daluo Heaven Realm. Though lacking knowledge of your real identity, advocating such high profile actions, don't you fear courting death?"

"In such chaotic times, anything could happen. Now having numerous enemies, opposing our Xuanwu Alliance might not bode well for you," Zhang Qinghe added.

Presently the Xuanwu Alliance rarely engendered conflicts, if possible he wished not to be against the Martial Alliance and such a mysterious expert.

"There's no need to say more. If you swear today, resign from the Xuanwu Alliance, abandon your position as Right Envoy of Emperor Wu, I'll let you leave unharmed." Mo Wangchen stood upon the Void, his calm words astonishing those present.

This was an outright threat, directed at an envoy of the Xuanwu Emperor!

The Xuanwu Emperor is such a figure, throughout the realm, finding few in the Human Clan to compare to his genius.

Though Emperor Xuansheng fell, under the guidance of Xuanwu Emperor, the Martial Alliance burgeoned exceptionally throughout the years.

People said once the Xuanwu Emperor achieved Becoming God, he could surpass all other contemporaries, his Undying Emperor Body unrivaled, only the Heavenly Dragon Emperor dared contend with him.

"Young friend, for your age, you speak boldly. I dare not claim invincibility, but in the Demigod Realm, even if Fang Family's Saint Master came, he wouldn't dare proclaim himself my rival," Zhang Qinghe squinted, flashing coldly.

He was the Right Envoy of Emperor Wu, throughout the years, commanding respect wherever he went, much less being threatened by the likes of Mo Wangchen.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wangchen dismissed needless talk, reaching out, Infinite Laws instantly filled the Void, the entire Heaven and Earth darkened.

A massive hand appeared, casting a great shadow upon the ground, terrifying Law auras swirling, like the mighty hand of an Ancient War God, reaching across time, fiercely pressing towards Zhang Qinghe under everyone's gaze.

"Hmph!"

Zhang Qinghe's gaze grew colder, murderous intent emerged, his body sprang up, not retreating, an earthy yellow hand appeared, slamming against Mo Wangchen's attack fiercely.

"Boom..."

The ground roared, the Void trembled, at this moment, all Heaven and Earth darkened further, everyone flew back, not daring to approach.

At such levels of combat, any residual wave could easily annihilate them all.

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