"This was not a misunderstanding."
Facing the hint of fear on Bai Le’s face, Mo Wangchen slowly shook his head.
He continued to step forward until he was within three steps of Bai Le, then finally stopped.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Bai Le’s voice trembled slightly, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth.
In his eyes, there was a trace of terror, and now, facing Mo Wangchen, he involuntarily felt a sense of powerlessness.
This was someone even the Ancient Kings and various Saint Masters could do nothing against.
Now, in Mo Wangchen’s eyes, he saw a flicker of murderous intent.
The other party wanted to kill him!
Mo Wangchen said nothing, his gaze indifferent as he swept his eyes over Bai Le, suddenly flashing an astonishingly fierce light as he pointed a finger into the air.
The space trembled, and at the point of his fingertip, the void seemed to collapse.
Terrifying Holy Light coiled around his fingertip, carrying supreme power, shooting out straight for Bai Le’s brow.
Bai Le roared in despair, the terror of this finger far exceeded what he could withstand.
Yet, even though his heart was unwilling, after Mo Wangchen pointed, Bai Le still died.
His brow was pierced by that terrifying Finger Light, his entire head exploded in an instant, blood mist filled the sky, and the blood mist drifted in the wind.
This scene seemed to come suddenly, the entire audience fell silent, a needle dropped could be heard, many people didn’t react at once.
Until Bai Le’s headless corpse crashed heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit.
The crowd exploded in uproar, a sound of inhaling cold air could be heard.
"Bai Le... Xiaotian Sect’s Divine Son... dead... he’s dead?!"
After a brief silence, someone spoke first, their voice trembling, undoubtedly proving the shock in everyone’s hearts.
"Bai Le is dead! Killed by Divine King Body Mo Wangchen with a finger!"
"The person who won the Qiongqi Essence Blood, ten drops of Rejuvenation Water, and even bid against many Alchemy Dao Masters at the auction to finally obtain the four-leaf ginseng, was none other than Mo Wangchen!"
The crowd was in an uproar, no one’s heart wasn’t shaking, the development up to now far exceeded everyone’s expectations.
Originally, many people thought that in today’s battle, Mo Wangchen would inevitably die at Bai Le’s hands, the best outcome might be serious injury.
However, the final result was exactly the opposite of what everyone expected.
Bai Le was dead, the Divine Son of Xiaotian Sect, a genius about to step into the Emperor Realm Great Mahayana, was killed by Mo Wangchen in full view, unable to even preserve his body.
On the ground below, Chu Menglan was full of terror, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She looked at Mo Wangchen, you for half a day, yet couldn’t say a word.
Mo Wangchen turned his eyes, gazing at Chu Menglan, his words were calm, but on his body was a supreme imperial power, like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down.
Under Mo Wangchen’s oppressive presence, Chu Menglan couldn’t control herself and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Her face turned even paler, devoid of any color.
"You killed Senior Brother, Mo Wangchen, do you know what this means?"
Chu Menglan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, finally taking a deep breath, her face slightly hideous, continuing, "My Xiaotian Sect won’t easily let this go!"
However, facing her words, Mo Wangchen suddenly smiled, "So what?"
"The world is vast, those who want to kill me, Mo Wangchen, are countless, with or without your Xiaotian Sect, it makes no big difference. Unfortunately, not to mention your Xiaotian Sect, when the Ancient Royal Families were born, in the Northern Immortal Domain, the battle at Heavenly God Peak, so many Ancient Kings came, when did they ever kill me?"
At Mo Wangchen’s words, Chu Menglan’s face turned even paler, her heart was about to explode with anger.
A prestigious Sacred Land, a pinnacle force in Central State, how many dared to offend it easily?
To be blunt, even the powerful Ancient Royal Families that emerged wouldn’t dare to easily provoke Xiaotian Sect in this vast Central State.
Although the Sect Leader was only at the Peak of the Void Immortal Realm, about to step into the True Immortal Realm, but after all, he wasn’t a true True Immortal Great Power, compared to those Ancient Kings, indeed there was quite a gap.
Yet, each Sacred Land has existed for endless ages, the foundation is very strong, not something anyone dares to completely clash with.
Today, Mo Wangchen killed Bai Le, Xiaotian Sect’s Divine Son, yet when facing a Sacred Land about to go mad, he didn’t care at all.
Adding his earlier words, extremely arrogant, made the once high and mighty Chu Menglan’s heart sullen beyond measure.
Did the Divine King Body really have such confidence, without fear of Xiaotian Sect’s pursuit?
"If you don’t want to end up like Bai Le, dead at my hands, disappear from my sight within three breaths."
Mo Wangchen fixed his gaze on her, his expression cold. He wasn’t a bloodthirsty person, but if Chu Menglan still didn’t know what’s good for her, he could only be ruthless.
"You!" Chu Menglan’s face turned even more unsightly, as pale as snow.
However, Mo Wangchen indeed didn’t pay attention to her reaction, directly starting to count.
Chu Menglan’s eyes showed dread, she wouldn’t doubt for a moment that if she continued to stay here, after three breaths, Mo Wangchen would indeed make a deadly move.
After leaving that sentence, she gritted her teeth, her eyes coldly glancing at Mo Wangchen, finally turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and swiftly flew away.
Until Chu Menglan’s figure completely disappeared from his view, Mo Wangchen’s aura gradually retracted. If it weren’t for the battle just now, the surrounding people could hardly imagine that this was a terrifying character capable of killing an Emperor Realm Sixth Layer Peak expert with one finger.
He was still only at the third layer of the Emperor Realm, the gap between him and Bai Le was unknown, how powerful had the Divine King Body become?
Mo Wangchen withdrew his gaze, not even glancing at Bai Le’s body fallen on the ground.
He looked around, and those who gathered to watch had not left. There were strong people from the Ancient Family and Elders from Sacred Lands.
Including earlier, in Tianyuan Auction, the two Alchemy Dao Masters who competed with him for the four-leaf ginseng, Mad Taoist and Daoist He.
Finally, Mo Wangchen’s gaze fixed on a man standing behind Daoist He, none other than the Spiritual Pill Child.
Although he had the face of a teenager, in reality, he had lived for at least a hundred years. Now, facing Mo Wangchen’s gaze.
The Spiritual Pill Child’s eyes glittered with brilliance, as if battle intent was surging, he had long wanted to meet this Divine King Body who had risen to fame in the Northern Immortal Domain.