The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3185 - 3180: The Ferocity of Mo Wanchou_1

How could escape even be an option?

Xuan Jie’s countenance was now masked in terror, his eyes frantic with the realization that his circumstances had turned dire.

Despite this, he refused to surrender. Expanding his Heavenly Xuan Thunderballs to form a protective barrier, he exerted every ounce of effort to struggle.

He was aware that while his own repertoire of tricks was exhausted, Yang Chen’s resources were likely depleted as well.

Yang Chen’s own expression betrayed that fact.

Observing this, Xuan Jie gnashed his teeth and attempted a forced breakthrough of the encirclement to make his getaway.

With clear, focused eyes, Yang Chen manipulated the four battered corpses previously struck by Xuan Jie, intent on executing him where he stood.

He understood that stopping Xuan Jie using only these four remaining corpses would be a difficult feat.

However, he never truly expected to slay Xuan Jie through such simple means.

Xuan Jie’s mind remained sharp; his millions of years of existence had not been spent in vain. He identified one of the Heaven-separated Realm corpses under Yang Chen’s command and launched a direct, concentrated assault.

To carve a path out, he knew he had to destroy the most formidable Heaven-separated Realm corpse.

If even one fell, an opening for his escape would appear.

At that moment, he managed the Heavenly Xuan Thunderballs while simultaneously deploying the Devouring Rules, clashing against the four corpses until he found his opening.

"Break for me!" Xuan Jie roared, aiming at the Heaven-separated Realm corpse. The Heavenly Xuan Thunderballs whirled violently, obliterating it instantly.

Witnessing the destruction, Xuan Jie was filled with joy, desperate to flee through the gap.

But just as he moved, a flying sword lunged from the distance. Moving at a staggering velocity, the blade flashed and pierced through Xuan Jie’s torso with a sickening thud.

Xuan Jie’s pupils contracted in disbelief. He couldn't accept the reality of the situation. A massive hole had been torn through his body, and his life force began to wither under the grinding power of Yang Chen’s flying sword, Wind and Thunder.

"You... you lured me into killing that Heaven-separated Realm corpse on purpose..." Before his consciousness faded, Xuan Jie uttered one final, resentful sentence before his life vanished entirely.

Yang Chen reached out, collecting Xuan Jie’s remains into his storage bag.

He then consumed several Elixirs, seeking a moment of temporary recovery.

"You were quite composed. Regrettably, you failed to realize that those Heaven-separated Realm corpses are expendable to me; I can discard them at any time. I let you kill it specifically because I had already hidden the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword in wait..." Yang Chen sighed.

Though Xuan Jie was dead, Yang Chen was also in a weakened state. The preceding conflict had taken a heavy toll on his reserves.

Luckily, the rewards were substantial. He had secured two Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mines and the corpse of a royal Spirit God.

Having dealt with Xuan Zhen previously, he knew well that every part of a royal Spirit God’s body was a priceless treasure.

Moreover, Xuan Jie was clearly more powerful than Xuan Zhen; refining him would undoubtedly yield even greater benefits.

This thought caused Yang Chen’s expression to soften slightly, but as he prepared to stand, he noticed several figures approaching from afar.

Seeing them, Yang Chen’s brow furrowed.

"Is that Mo Wanchou?" Yang Chen’s eyes narrowed.

The arrival of Mo Wanchou filled Yang Chen with a sense of suspicion.

Mo Wanchou approached with a wide smile, saying, "Brother Yang Chen, my congratulations! I truly did not anticipate that even Xuan Jie would fall to your hand. It seems that when it comes to power, if you are ranked second, no one else would dare claim the first rank."

"Brother Mo is far too complimentary. What brings you here?" Yang Chen replied coolly. He still harbored a grudge against Mo Wanchou, sensing the man had an ulterior motive.

Mo Wanchou narrowed his eyes, sensing that Yang Chen remained vigilant, yet his outward demeanor stayed tranquil. After hearing Yang Chen’s response, his tone turned grave.

"I really shouldn't trouble Brother Yang Chen for assistance, but there is another piece of the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine being fought over in a different sector. The Realmless cultivators of our Grand Abyss Palace are somewhat lacking in combat strength, so I came seeking aid and happened to encounter Brother Yang Chen," Mo Wanchou explained with a sincere sigh.

Yang Chen studied Mo Wanchou’s seemingly faultless and earnest attitude, lost in thought.

This request for help felt quite strange.

"Brother Mo is a primary combatant himself; there should be no need for you to seek help in person," Yang Chen remarked.

Mo Wanchou gave an awkward smile, "That is true. I intended to ask Brother Yang Chen for help earlier. I witnessed the battle between you and Xuan Jie and wanted to assist, as well as invite you to help us. However, I didn't expect you to settle the matter so rapidly. I had only just arrived when Xuan Jie was slain by your hand."

As he spoke, Mo Wanchou appeared genuinely stunned.

Examining Mo Wanchou’s face, Yang Chen could detect nothing suspicious.

Nevertheless, a gut feeling told him Mo Wanchou was plotting something. Unable to find a reason to refuse, he said, "If that is the case, Brother Mo, lead the way."

"Brother Yang Chen agrees? Excellent! Brother Yang Chen, this way please," Mo Wanchou laughed with satisfaction.

Yang Chen’s face remained stoic, but his heart was on high alert.

Mo Wanchou led the way, maintaining a sincere attitude without showing any signs of hidden malice.

Yang Chen followed closely, ensuring he kept a safe distance between them.

Looking ahead, he indeed saw many members of foreign races engaged in a fierce struggle. Numerous cultivators from the Grand Abyss Palace were also present, locked in a high-tension battle.

At this sight, Yang Chen began to let go of his wariness. It appeared Mo Wanchou had been telling the truth after all.

But just as he reached this conclusion, Mo Wanchou suddenly vanished from his sight.

In that instant, Yang Chen realized something was wrong and immediately attempted to merge into time and space.

"You wish to hide? Do you think you can?" Mo Wanchou sneered, suddenly brandishing a crutch.

A skull was carved into the crutch, and as Mo Wanchou struck out, the skull radiated a bizarre energy.

This power reminded Yang Chen of the force he had faced while being hunted by the Sky Annihilation Ghost King.

"It is the Heaven-appointed Realm!" Yang Chen’s pupils dilated. He tried to slip into spacetime, but the crutch moved faster than he could react, shattering his attempt to phase out.

Had he been at his peak, he might have managed, but he had exhausted most of his techniques against Xuan Jie. With so little Qi left, it was only natural for his escape to be thwarted by the Authority Rod!

"Mo Wanchou, how dare you!" Yang Chen roared, his fury erupting.

The surrounding onlookers were stunned. They had not expected Mo Wanchou to make such a treacherous move.

Mo Wanchou’s face twisted into a distorted grin as he laughed, "Yang Chen, what do you think you are? You think you are so great? Today, you shall perish under my Ten Power Rod!"