"You insist on making a move with such arrogance, are you really disregarding our Xuanwu Alliance?"

Zhang Qinghe squinted his eyes, a cold gleam flashing as killing intent burst forth. Mo Wangchen's actions truly angered him.

"Does your Xuanwu Alliance have anything worth my attention?"

Mo Wangchen sneered, flicked his fingers lightly, and instantly transformed into a sword light, soaring straight into the sky.

Then, that sword light split apart in the sky, one transformed into ten thousand, falling like a rain of stars.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Qinghe was utterly enraged, divine power instantly engulfed the entire Yongnan City.

He let out a furious roar, spewing a large swathe of radiant light from his mouth, transforming into a blazing sun, rising to meet above, evaporating all of Mo Wangchen's sword light into mist.

The scorching airflow made the ground of the entire Yongnan City rise with a hot vapor, as if the whole city was about to be evaporated into ash mist.

Many people were sweating profusely, their bodies flew back far away, not daring to get close in the slightest.

"Boom..."

The sun hanging in the sky, after evaporating all of Mo Wangchen's ten thousand sword lights, suddenly became brighter, making the airflow in this place more scorching, then under the gaze of everyone in the city, it fiercely descended towards Mo Wangchen.

"Condense!"

Mo Wangchen shouted deeply, his aura burst to its peak in an instant.

Endless divine power poured out from within his divine status, light surging around him, like an ancient war god bathed in holy light.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

With a rolling momentum, instantly, a majestic sword pressure filled the entire world, a huge sword shadow emerged, infused with extremely pure divine power, it was a power that no human force could withstand.

The giant sword seemed to have the majesty of Haotian, in the instant it emerged and formed, it charged out with one strike.

"Sizzle..."

The descending sun was pierced through by a sword strike, suddenly twisted, then exploded into rolling heat waves, obliterating the void.

"Puff!"

Below the ground, many people couldn't withstand such overwhelming pressure, uncontrollably coughed blood, their faces turning pale.

"Slash!"

Mo Wangchen shouted fiercely, striding forward, in an instant, the giant sword that pierced through the sun, slashed horizontally through the air.

Zhang Qinghe's expression changed drastically, the divine power contained in this sword was too terrifying.

Unlike a demigod like him, the divine power in that sword was extremely pure, not evolved from laws, more like a heavenly divine power that only someone at the quasi-god level could invoke!

But the current Mo Wangchen clearly wasn't a quasi-god level powerhouse, even in Zhang Qinghe's view, the other party probably wasn't even a demigod.

"Could it be..."

He was internally shaken, there was only one possibility, that was Mo Wangchen had condensed a divine status within himself!

Yet before he could say anything, the giant sword already cleaved down.

"Boom!"

Zhang Qinghe fully resisted, layers of spiritual power light curtains emerged, trying to block Mo Wangchen's giant sword.

"Bang!"

However, in front of the giant sword, no matter how strong his spiritual power light curtains were, they simply couldn't resist, in an instant, Zhang Qinghe was struck and flew out.

"Puff!"

His face instantly turned pale, spitting a mouthful of blood, his body flew backward hundreds of zhang in the sky, only then did he stabilize.

In the city, everyone was in an uproar, their faces almost blank with shock.

Zhang Qinghe was a figure who had proven himself a demigod nine hundred years ago, far stronger than those who had proven themselves demigods in the past nine hundred years, now, he was struck and flew by a single sword from Mo Wangchen, and judging by the look, he probably suffered a serious injury.

It's unimaginable, how powerful has this mysterious human clan powerhouse become?

"Kill!"

Mo Wangchen showed no intention of mercy, after striking Zhang Qinghe away with the giant sword, it slowly shrunk, and finally came into his hand.

He stepped through the void, pressing towards Zhang Qinghe step by step, his eyes cold and stern, like a god of death, making people dare not meet his gaze.

"Buzz..."

Finally, Mo Wangchen came close, the long sword rested between the opponent's eyebrows.

"If you dare to kill me, Emperor Wu will definitely not let it rest, no matter your origins, you will be obliterated by him!" Zhang Qinghe clenched his fists tightly, blood still at the corner of his mouth.

"Does he dare to call himself Emperor Wu, is it self-proclaimed?" Mo Wangchen sneered.

"For nine hundred years, Emperor Wu swept through all directions, even the Heavenly Dragon Emperor didn't dare to confront him, every hero retreated, you may be strong, but if Emperor Wu makes a move, he can obliterate you with a flick."

"Heh heh, it sounds good, but isn't it just colluding with the Ancient Clan, the Xuanwu Alliance may be developing well on the surface, but who doesn't know, if not for his cowardice, bowing to the Ancient Clan, the Xuanwu Alliance would have been destroyed long ago, and he still dares to call himself Emperor Wu, truly a disgrace to my Human Clan." Mo Wangchen sneered, the long sword in his hand trembling slightly, ready to take the other's life at any moment.

"Dare to insult Emperor Wu, who are you after all?"

"What kind of charisma does Emperor Wu have, with an undying and indestructible emperor body, even the Heavenly Dragon Body could battle him, among the Human Clan today, if he can't be called Emperor Wu, who else can?"

In the city, many human clan practitioners shouted angrily, clearly, they were people protected by the Xuanwu Alliance over the years, all following Emperor Xuanwu's power.

"Divine Fall Mountain, Lingxiao Temple, the former Emotion Cutting Saint Heir, in the north of the Daluo Heaven Realm there's the Green Emperor, in the east there's the Heavenly Emperor, who among them isn't a peerless talent, yet none dared to self-proclaim as Emperor Wu, does Xuan Heng think he's particularly special?" Mo Wangchen sneered.

"Bold!"

"To dare call Emperor Wu by his name!"

Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, many people's faces turned even more enraged, but no one dared to act recklessly.

"You already slaughtered the demigods of the Ancient Clan, and now you're so disrespectful to Emperor Wu, you have great calamities both with the Human Clan and Ancient Clan, you will surely die!" Zhang Qinghe said solemnly.

"I don't know whether I'll die, but today, you won't live."

Mo Wangchen looked at him, his eyes very cold, as if looking at a dead person.

With that said, the long sword in his hand hummed, stabbing out, taking Zhang Qinghe's life in one strike.

"Buzz..."

But suddenly, at Zhang Qinghe's forehead, there was a surge of divine light rushing out, like it was containing the power of the sun, causing people's complexions to change, it actually repelled Mo Wangchen's sword.

"Hmm?"

Mo Wangchen slightly frowned, and in the next moment, he saw, in front of Zhang Qinghe, that streak of divine light actually transformed into an illusory figure.

"Emperor Xuanwu!"

The people exclaimed, not expecting that Emperor Xuanwu actually sealed a divine thought in Zhang Qinghe's forehead, at this moment Zhang Qinghe faced a life threat, he had no choice but to appear.

"Who are you, wanting to kill my right envoy, do you know you've committed a crime that exterminates clans?"

Emperor Xuanwu wore a python robe and a gem-studded crown, even though nine hundred years had passed, his appearance remained largely unchanged.

Now, he stood in the void, just like the former Emperor Xuansheng, ruling over the realms, no one dared to underestimate.

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