Asura Mad Emperor

"The Ancient Divine King Body?"

Upon hearing this, Qinchuan curled his lips disdainfully and watched Xiao Motian approach with an imposing momentum, his eyes filled with contempt.

To others, the constitution of the Ancient Divine King Body is indeed a powerful and formidable one, not to be underestimated.

Whether it's the strength of the physical body, the explosive power, or the unique oppressive force of a special physique, each aspect is extraordinary.

As one of the top ten King Bodies, its prestige is well-recognized and far from ordinary.

However, Qinchuan had waged numerous wars in the past and was as familiar with nearly all physical constitutions as the back of his hand, including their strengths and weaknesses, perhaps even more so than the owners themselves.

At this moment, the overwhelming oppressive and intimidating force of the Ancient Divine King Body came crashing down like a landslide with Xiao Motian's advance. Yet, Qinchuan appeared as if he hadn't noticed at all.

His physical body had been tempered by the Asura True Blood from his previous life, and his soul had even revived a strand of the Emperor Soul. Not to mention a mere Meridian Opening Realm's Ancient Divine King Body, even if a supreme being stood before him, they would not hope to cause any impact or intimidation to his spirit by relying solely on their oppressive aura.

Mortal supreme beings, Great Emperors, are still just mortals after all.

How could they compare to the first person of the Divine Realm's Divine Path peak?

Qinchuan's Emperor Soul is not that of a mortal Great Emperor, but that of a Divine King at the peak!

As Xiao Motian closed in swiftly, Qinchuan stood still, as if he didn't feel the approaching danger at all.

The cultivators from the three sects surrounding him could feel the momentum emanating from Xiao Motian, and their hearts were already trembling, full of apprehension.

Even the Saint Heirs of the Sunset Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Red Daen Gate, who were on the same level as Xiao Motian, felt their spirits intimidated and were under immense pressure after Xiao Motian fully unleashed the might of the Ancient Divine King Body.

With a clenched fist, Xiao Motian advanced, his whole body radiating divine light like cascading waterfalls. His punches, heavy as mountains, seemed like a Divine King and War God descending upon the mortal world. Seeing Qinchuan standing motionless, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

In his view, Qinchuan's cultivation level was shallow, and he didn't seem to possess any special physique. Facing his overwhelming pressure, he probably had already been intimidated in spirit, losing all sense of measure.

"Die!"

Xiao Motian approached instantaneously, his fist glowing like a fierce sun, brilliant with golden light, and he launched his attack.

"Be careful, young master!"

"Brother Qin!"

Zhou Xi and the others shook off the entanglement of several disciples from the three sects, turned back, and saw this scene, their expressions changing drastically.

They immediately wanted to rush to his aid.

But Li Ran and Wang Hao, with their ordinary constitutions and cultivation levels two realms below Xiao Motian's, were unable to approach under the full force of the Ancients Divine King Body's might. They were oppressed by that powerful sealing and suppressing force, struggling to move.

Zhou Xi fully activated her Taiyin Treasure Body, the cold energy swirling about her, breaking through the oppressive aura of the Divine King Body. But even wanting to rush to the rescue, she was too late.

Just as Xiao Motian's blazing divine fist was about to strike Qinchuan,

a glint of cold light converged on the tip of Qinchuan's Iron Blood Long Spear. Then, to the shock and disbelief of everyone, it surged out like lightning, and with a thunderous jab, struck Xiao Motian's navel as he came rushing forward.

In the next moment, that point of cold light burst forth, the highly concentrated force exploding in an instant, sending Xiao Motian's charging body flying.

The Divine King halo that enshrouded and covered Xiao Motian scattered like shattered ice at this moment.

The terrifying aura of the Divine King that had been bolstering him also swiftly dissipated.

As his body flew backward, blood muddled around his navel.

The one proclaimed as the strongest among King Bodies, the Ancient Divine King Body, was effortlessly shattered by Qinchuan with a mere lift of his hand and a thrust of his spear, its might no longer intact!

"Bang!"

Xiao Motian's body flew backward and fiercely slammed into an ancient tree in the distance, before heavily falling to the ground.

Immediately, silence enveloped the surroundings, not a sound to be heard.

Everyone's pupils constricted, staring at the scene unfolding before their eyes, their gazes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"How... how is this possible?! He actually broke through Xiao Motian's Ancient Divine King Body!"

The Saint Heir of the Sunset Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Red Daen Gate were both terrified.

"Swoosh!"

Qinchuan did not cease his attack; after his spear had shattered Xiao Motian's Ancient Divine King Body, he flicked the spear in his hand.

The Iron Blood Long Spear's tip flickered with a cold, icy light, immediately cutting across the sky, carrying a fearsome murderous aura and a thick scent of blood, as it aimed for the now-grounded Xiao Motian.

That Iron Blood Long Spear, reeking of blood, approached with ferocity like a fierce dragon launching its assault, a strong sense of crisis immediately overwhelming Xiao Motian, leaving him no time to be shocked or to ponder how Qinchuan managed to shatter his Ancient Divine King Body, nor to question why he attacked so mercilessly and possessed such terrifying strength.

He immediately rolled on the ground, dodging the deadly strike of the Iron Blood Long Spear.

Barely avoiding the Iron Blood Long Spear's killing blow, Xiao Motian's heart pounded fiercely. Before he could even catch his breath, he saw a blur before his eyes as Qinchuan, following closely behind his Iron Blood Long Spear, had already arrived.

He was shocked and frightened, fumbling to defend himself, only to be kicked away by Qinchuan.

"Brothers, save me!"

Xiao Motian cried out in terror, which finally snapped everyone around him out of their stupor.

The disciples of the Taixuan Sect immediately gathered together, more than a dozen true inheritors, wielding Sharp Swords. Despite being shocked by the power Qinchuan had just exhibited, the combined force of over a dozen people bore no trace of fear.

With the opportunity, Xiao Motian finally stabilized his posture. He was seriously injured at the moment, his Qi in disarray, looking at Qinchuan with a strong sense of wariness in his eyes. Suddenly, he addressed the disciples of the Sunset Sect and Red Daen Gate present:

"Fellow disciples of the Sunset Sect, and the Red Daen Gate, this man possesses a strange and unpredictable strength. If we join forces to slay him, how about we share the opportunity of the Jin Ling Tree among us?"

Xiao Motian proposed to the Saint Heir of the Sunset Sect and the Holy Maiden of the Red Daen Gate.

The Saint Heir of the Sunset Sect's gaze flickered upon hearing these words.

Previously, outside the Wanling Valley, the leader of the Sunset Sect, Elder Hong, died because of Qinchuan, and the disciples of the Sunset Sect regarded Qinchuan with intense hostility.
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They were naturally willing to slay Qinchuan.

But at this moment, the strength that Qinchuan had displayed made them apprehensive.

Even Xiao Motian, when he had fully activated the Ancient Divine King Body's might, was so casually defeated by him, pressed to the point where he had almost no power to fight back. This caused them no small amount of alarm.

Therefore, the Saint Heir of the Sunset Sect, who should have agreed without hesitation to Xiao Motian's proposal, did not immediately assent.

As for the Holy Maiden Ji Qingxia of the Red Daen Gate, having witnessed the terrifying strength that Qinchuan had just displayed, she too harbored some reservations.

Though they did not fear Qinchuan, after all, no matter how brave Qinchuan was, he was but one man. Even adding Zhou Xi and the other two, they totaled only four, while their own numbers were greater. They could besiege and subdue the enemy without too much difficulty.

However, such action would surely result in heavy casualties, thus they also hesitated.

Qinchuan glanced indifferently at the more than ten Taixuan Sect disciples surrounding him, his expression nonchalant. He casually pulled out the Iron Blood Long Spear stuck in the ground, then glanced at the disciples of the Sunset Sect and Red Daen Gate, saying nonchalantly, "I'm not interested in you. Don't crash into the point of my spear."