The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3189 - 3184: Yang Chen’s Killing Intent_1

Mo Wanchou’s gaze turned sharp and frigid as his eyes narrowed.

To him, Yang Chen was already a corpse; how could a dead man be compared to him? The very notion was preposterous.

Lin Tianyi, known for his volatile temper, had been suppressing his rage since their time in Shi Ye City. Finally reaching his limit, he snapped, "Hmph, Daoist Mo, while your prowess is certainly not lacking, it shouldn't be difficult for anyone to distinguish who is truly superior when compared to Yang Chen."

Mo Wanchou replied with an air of indifference, "Elder Lin, you are mistaken. Combat is often a matter of elemental counters and specific matchups. Just because I struggled against Xuan Zhen while Yang Chen managed to slay him does not prove I am his inferior. Furthermore, I am quite confident in my ability to face Yang Chen. Let us not forget that I have held the top rank on the Daluo Celestial Stele for many years, and Yang Chen never actually managed to seize that prestigious position from me."

Since he believed Yang Chen was dead, Mo Wanchou felt he could say whatever he pleased without fear of the man returning to life to challenge his claims.

Lin Tianyi’s frame shook with indignation, his face flushed with fury at such blatant shamelessness. "Fine, have it your way. However, Yang Chen was always a man of calculated reason; he would never have been so reckless as to impulsively charge into a confrontation against ten enemies alone."

"What exactly are you implying, Daoist Lin?" Mo Wanchou asked, his eyes thinning into slits.

"What am I saying? Mo Wanchou, could Yang Chen’s demise be linked to your actions?" Lin Tianyi roared.

Han Bo also harbored suspicions. Both he and Lin Tianyi were well aware of Yang Chen’s composed nature, making Mo Wanchou’s version of events highly improbable.

In contrast, Mo Wanchou’s words seemed layered with hidden deceits.

Lin Tianyi remained convinced that Mo Wanchou played a role in the tragedy.

"Ridiculous! What are you suggesting? Are you accusing my Young Master of harming Yang Chen?"

"Cease these baseless slanders and unfounded accusations at once."

Though his schemes were being dragged into the light, Mo Wanchou maintained a cold, piercing glare.

He had no intention of confessing. With a disdainful smirk, he stated, "Lin Tianyi, Han Bo, I understand your grief. But without a shred of evidence or a single witness to the deed, do not cast wild suspicions and blame me for Yang Chen’s death. Proof is required. Without it, your empty words are nothing more than a deliberate attempt to cause trouble for me, this Mo."

King Bai Ku felt compelled to intervene. Regardless of the circumstances, Mo Wanchou represented the Grand Abyss Palace, and their prestige was on the line.

If this dispute escalated into a major scandal, the repercussions for the Grand Abyss Palace would be severe. He spoke up, "Gentlemen, please settle down. Such claims require proof. Our Young Master would have no motive to commit such an act."

"No motive?"

As the two factions clashed in their heated debate, a sudden voice resonated from the nearby distance.

"Is it evidence you require? Tell me, does the presence of I, this Yang, suffice as proof?" As the words echoed, a silhouette descended rapidly from the sky.

Upon landing, the figure was revealed to be none other than Yang Chen.

The sight of Yang Chen caused everyone’s eyes to bulge in sheer astonishment.

"Yang Chen!"

Mo Wanchou was the most rattled of them all. Seeing Yang Chen was like encountering a vengeful ghost. He stumbled back a step, his finger trembling as he pointed, "Yang... Yang Chen! You... how are you still among the living?"

Yang Chen replied with a freezing tone, "Mo Wanchou, you have the audacity to ask how I survived? It was your hand that cast me into such a miserable state."

"Brother Yang Chen, what is the meaning of this? My Young Master harmed you? Surely there has been a misunderstanding?" King Bai Ku’s expression turned pained as he desperately tried to de-escalate the situation to protect the Grand Abyss Palace’s name.

Having observed from the shadows for a long time to see how Mo Wanchou would spin his lies, Yang Chen’s heart seethed with rage. He let out a cold, mocking laugh. "A misunderstanding? King Bai Ku, let me recount the facts. After my exhausting duel with Xuan Jie, Mo Wanchou sought my assistance. I agreed and fought the Cloud-dwelling Clan on his behalf. Then, while I was weakened from my previous battles, Mo Wanchou seized the moment to betray me, attacking me and casting me into the depths of Mo Xin Lake. You tell me—is that a misunderstanding?"

As he spoke, the harrowing details of the betrayal reached the ears of all three major powers.

"What!"

"This is unthinkable! Mo Wanchou actually committed such a low and despicable act?"

"Mo Wanchou claimed the Cloud-dwelling Clan was responsible for Yang Chen’s injuries, but it was him all along?"

"I suspected as much; the Cloud-dwelling Clan lacked the strength to do it! Could Mo Wanchou really be the culprit?"

Angry glares from the crowd shifted toward Mo Wanchou.

King Bai Ku was left speechless by Yang Chen’s accusation. Meanwhile, Mo Wanchou continued to shrink back under Yang Chen’s intense pressure, swallowing nervously. "Yang Chen, do not toss around baseless lies. You need proof for such claims. You say I attacked you, but who saw it? Was there a single witness?"

King Bai Ku and King Jin Jue quickly stepped forward to mediate. "Brother Yang Chen, there must be some confusion here. Without concrete evidence, perhaps it is best to let this matter rest. Our Grand Abyss Palace will surely offer you substantial compensation. What do you say?"

King Bai Ku was no fool; he realized Mo Wanchou had likely conspired against Yang Chen.

However, they intended to hide behind the lack of witnesses and use bribes to quiet Yang Chen, assuming he would be wise enough to accept the peace offering.

They believed that regardless of Yang Chen’s strength, he was a solitary Cultivator who would not dare to truly defy the might of the Grand Abyss Palace.

Unfortunately, they had grossly miscalculated Yang Chen’s resolve.

"Mo Wanchou, I may lack witnesses. But I, Yang Chen, have never needed evidence to act. Since you recently boasted about your chances of defeating me, why don't we settle this now? Let us have a little 'sparring' match," Yang Chen said, his voice dripping with killing intent.

Realizing that a fight was unavoidable, Mo Wanchou’s scalp went numb with dread. He bellowed, "Yang Chen, do not push me! Do you truly believe I fear you?"

He took solace in the fact that he possessed the Ten Power Rod. What could Yang Chen possibly do against it?

He instantly brandished his staff, leveling it at Yang Chen. The overwhelming aura of a Heavenly Fate Realm expert erupted from the weapon immediately.

While a Heavenly Fate Realm expert might not be able to act with total impunity in the depths of Bi Shuangxing, a single focused strike was still devastatingly effective.

Normally, sealing a Heavenly Fate Realm attack within the Ten Power Rod was a rare and taxing feat, as it required a sacrifice of one's own power that few were willing to make.

Mo Wanchou, however, was prepared. With the Ten Power Rod, he felt he had nothing to fear from Yang Chen.

The Heavenly Fate Realm pressure emanating from the rod flooded the area, saturating the air.

"Yang Chen, go to your grave!" Mo Wanchou screamed viciously.

He knew that relying on the borrowed power of a Heavenly Fate Realm expert to win was not a true victory of skill, but he didn't care.

Once Yang Chen was dead, who would dare to criticize the winner?

But to his horror, the moment the Ten Power Rod was activated, Yang Chen vanished into thin air.

Mo Wanchou stood dazed, searching for his target, only to realize Yang Chen had already materialized behind him.

Accompanied by dozens of howling streaks of Deathly Silent Black Wind, Yang Chen launched a coordinated assault from every angle, completely pinning Mo Wanchou down.