The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3188 - 3183: Excuses and Explanations?_1

As Yang Chen resurfaced from the depths of Mo Xin Lake, he scanned his surroundings and confirmed that the violent struggle had indeed reached its conclusion.

The area was deserted, as both the human cultivators and the alien races had already departed. The fierce contest for the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine had finally reached its end, marking the close of this chapter.

Activating his Lingxi Divine Pupil, Yang Chen’s vision swept across the landscape, finding no living souls nearby. However, the lingering scars of battle suggested that the clashes between the various clans had occurred recently; they likely hadn't made their way back to Bi Shuangxing just yet.

"My timing is ideal; I should be able to overtake them," Yang Chen muttered. He closed his eyes for a brief moment of focus before snapping them open.

Though his gaze seemed tranquil, it was underscored by a profound, chilling intent to kill.

Rarely did he experience such intense fury. This time, he was absolutely committed to ending Mo Wanchou’s life!

In a flash, Yang Chen vanished from the lakeside, streaking toward the horizon without leaving a single trace behind.

Just as Yang Chen suspected, the majority of the various clan cultivators were lingering. With the three-month deadline drawing near, they were in no rush to exit. Instead, they mined the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine as they traveled, hoping for a stroke of luck to find one last fragment.

Many groups shared this mindset, including the human forces.

"The human factions are gathered here..." Yang Chen observed, looking down from above.

Currently, the Divine Night Sect, Heavenly Melody Mountain, and Grand Abyss Palace were situated in close proximity. Exhaustion weighed heavily on everyone; they attempted to recover their strength while moving, occasionally digging into the tunnel walls in search of more Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine.

However, the mood within the Divine Night Sect was far grimmer than that of the Grand Abyss Palace or Heavenly Melody Mountain.

Han Bo and Lin Tianyi were both scowling. Despite being covered in battle wounds, neither showed any interest in tending to their injuries.

Not only had they failed to secure even a single piece of the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine, but Yang Chen had also vanished without a trace.

Even though Yang Chen wasn't officially a member of the Divine Night Sect, they felt a deep connection to him. Both Han Bo and Lin Tianyi held him in high regard, deeply admiring his extraordinary talent.

Furthermore, Yang Chen’s contributions to the Divine Night Sect had been immense. His disappearance was something they could not simply overlook; they felt a heavy responsibility to find him.

Wasting no time, Han Bo and Lin Tianyi began an investigation that eventually led them to Man Yunfei of Heavenly Melody Mountain.

"Young Master Man, is it true that you were accompanying Brother Yang Chen this entire time?" Han Bo asked, his voice tinged with surprise.

"Indeed. Since Brother Yang Chen has gone missing, I see no reason to hide the truth any longer. He was with me the whole time, masking his presence to remain undetected. He stayed near the Mo Xin Lake region until his duel with Xuan Jie, which I’m sure you all heard about," Man Yunfei explained.

He felt a sense of helplessness, primarily because the Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine he had collected was still in Yang Chen’s possession.

However, believing that Yang Chen hadn't fled with the treasure but had instead fallen into some sort of peril, Man Yunfei kept that detail to himself.

Man Yunfei harbored great respect for Yang Chen and was sincerely troubled by his absence.

Han Bo spoke with a heavy tone, "I was aware of that much, but our own battle became so chaotic that we couldn't track his progress. Given that Brother Yang Chen managed to survive an encounter with Xuan Jie previously, he should have been able to protect himself this time, shouldn't he?"

Man Yunfei nodded in agreement. "Certainly, Brother Yang Chen’s Cultivation is more than sufficient for self-defense. To be honest, he actually succeeded in killing Xuan Jie."

"What? He actually slew Xuan Jie?" Both Han Bo and Lin Tianyi were visibly stunned.

"I witnessed it with my own eyes," several disciples from Heavenly Melody Mountain chimed in.

"Brother Yang Chen is a true inspiration. Xuan Jie was incredibly formidable, yet he was still bested by Yang Chen. I can still vividly picture him delivering the final blow with his Wind and Thunder Sword," one added.

Many onlookers sighed, their voices filled with awe as they discussed the feat. To possess such power as Yang Chen did would be worth any price, even death.

Listening to these accounts, Han Bo and Lin Tianyi exchanged a look of growing suspicion. "If he was that successful, Brother Yang Chen should be fine. Why, then, has he vanished so mysteriously?"

"For the answer to that, we must look to Mo Wanchou. I only know that after Brother Yang Chen finished off Xuan Jie, he followed Mo Wanchou away. I haven't seen him since, and I have no idea why," Man Yunfei said, his brow furrowing.

He held no love for Mo Wanchou and was determined to get to the bottom of Yang Chen’s disappearance.

"Mo Wanchou?"

Han Bo’s face darkened. He had little patience for the man.

Nevertheless, acknowledging Mo Wanchou’s high standing, he composed himself and led the way toward the Grand Abyss Palace’s encampment.

As they arrived, King Bai Ku and King Jin Jue of the Grand Abyss Palace looked at them with confusion. "What brings Brother Han Bo here...?"

"Where is Daoist Friend Mo Wanchou? I have an urgent matter to discuss with him," Han Bo stated firmly.

King Bai Ku appeared genuinely puzzled by the request.

Mo Wanchou stepped forward from the group, wearing a pleasant, refreshed smile. "Elder Han Bo, Elder Lin, how can I help you?"

He had anticipated their arrival the moment they began speaking with Man Yunfei, but he remained unbothered.

Who could prove anything?

Who had actually seen what happened?

Han Bo demanded, "Daoist Friend Mo, Yang Chen was last seen in your company before he went missing. Surely you know something about this?"

At the mention of Yang Chen, Mo Wanchou’s demeanor instantly shifted to one of feigned grief. "Ah, you ask of Yang Chen... I was planning to speak with you both, but I simply didn't know how to break the news."

"What are you implying?" Han Bo asked, his voice cold.

"After Brother Yang Chen slew Xuan Jie, his prowess was truly unmatched. He insisted on helping me confront the Cloud-dwelling Clan to secure another Seven-colored Colored Glaze Mine. I assumed that since he could kill Xuan Jie, the Cloud-dwelling Clan would be no match for him. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that killing Xuan Jie had drained his Qi almost entirely. He faced ten opponents with only a fraction of his strength and was eventually overwhelmed due to his own arrogance," Mo Wanchou explained, putting on a pained expression.

"And then? Even so, Yang Chen should have been able to escape, right?" Han Bo asked, his eyes narrowing.

Mo Wanchou gave a bitter sigh. "Elder Han Bo, Brother Yang Chen certainly had the skill to survive, but his overconfidence was his undoing. He was forced into Mo Xin Lake by the Cloud-dwelling Clan. That is why no one has been able to find a trace of him since."

Han Bo felt a physical jolt at those words, involuntarily stumbling back a step.

Lin Tianyi, however, stood perfectly still with his hands clasped behind his back, sensing that something was terribly wrong.

Mo Wanchou’s personality had shifted the moment they entered the Bi Shuangxing underground; he was acting very strangely.

Not only was he suddenly being overly respectful by using the title 'Elder,' but if Yang Chen had truly perished, why would Mo Wanchou wait for them to ask instead of reporting it immediately?

Shouldn't he have come forward the moment it happened?

Lin Tianyi said icily, "Mo Wanchou, Yang Chen is a master of space-time laws. Even the strongest Realmless experts of the Cloud-dwelling Clan can't touch you, let alone kill Yang Chen. Isn't your story a bit hard to believe?"

"What is that supposed to mean? Are you suggesting our Young Master is less capable than Yang Chen?" several of Mo Wanchou’s followers barked defensively.