Chapter 820

"Where did this trash come from, a fool who doesn't know death?" Seeing Xiao Yan suddenly appear and dare to swing a palm at him, Mo He Yi sneered loudly.

He let out a cold laugh and launched a punch, his fist surging with spiritual energy—black and white in color, strangely imbued with an indestructible, eternal aura, as if it could never be worn away; the power of this punch was immensely formidable.

Know that Mo He Yi possessed the strength of a Lower-Plane Earth Supreme; even if he had just entered that realm, in his eyes Xiao Yan was a nameless brat unworthy of notice—even if he sensed Xiao Yan was already an Upper-Plane Earth Supreme, he still confidently believed his punch alone could repel Xiao Yan.

Because Mo He Yi had cultivated the Original Dharma Body: the Eternal Unperishing Body!

Crack! The palm met the fist—but not the effect Mo He Yi desired. With a sharp snap, under Xiao Yan's crushing palm, Mo He Yi's fist shattered instantly; the supposedly indestructible eternal spiritual energy was instantly incinerated to ash by Xiao Yan's Black Flame, effortlessly crushing Mo He Yi's attack.

Boom! Mo He Yi let out a shriek of pain, unable to resist Xiao Yan's palm—he was blasted backward, bones cracking.

But Xiao Yan didn't stop—he swung a palm at the beautiful woman beside Mo He Yi who had been gossiping. Crack! A flurry of teeth flew out; Xiao Yan's searing palm instantly burned away the woman's facial skin.

This sight shocked everyone around Mo He Yi, for they knew how powerful Mo He Shen Clan disciples were—their cultivation methods and Supreme Dharma Bodies were top-tier, their spiritual energy far stronger than ordinary cultivators'.

Mo He Yi was called Holy Son not for any other reason—he had successfully cultivated the Eternal Unperishing Body.

Of course, Mo He Yi hadn't fully completed the Eternal Unperishing Body; he had only reached the second stage: the Unperishing Golden Body.

The Eternal Unperishing Body had three stages: the Immortal Sun Body, the Unperishing Golden Body, and finally the Eternal Unperishing Body. Even among Mo He Shen Clan's countless geniuses, those who succeeded in cultivating the second stage—the Unperishing Golden Body—were one in ten thousand, only a handful existed.

No one had ever fully cultivated the Eternal Unperishing Body.

Thus, although the Mo He Shen Clan possessed the cultivation technique for the Eternal Unperishing Body, no one within the clan could cultivate it, so most members cultivated the Mo He Wu Liang Body created by the clan's Ancestor.

After all, although the Mo He Wu Liang Body was inferior to the Eternal Unperishing Body, it still ranked thirteenth among the Ten Great Original Dharma Bodies, among the top three outside them, its power immense.

Of course, if one could cultivate the Eternal Unperishing Body, they would instantly become the Clan Leader of the Mo He Shen Clan.

Yet even so, Mo He Yi remained utterly powerless before Xiao Yan!

"Brat, don't be reckless!" Mo He Ming, behind Mo He Yi, was startled—he had noticed Xiao Yan, but hadn't expected Mo He Yi, who had cultivated the Unperishing Golden Body, to be defeated so easily.

Not just Mo He Ming—after Mo He Yi suffered defeat, he had summoned many powerful allies; now seeing Mo He Yi injured, they immediately rushed forward, roaring fiercely.

Several Earth Supremes unleashed their power; spiritual energy surged like an endless ocean, capable of drowning all.

"Flame Emperor Seal!"

Boom-boom-boom! In an instant, spiritual energy clashed with the Strange Fire; the terrifying shockwave trembled the entire Shang Zhi Da Lu.

"Mind your own tongue, or someone else will do it for you." Xiao Yan didn't press further—he turned and took a step, arriving before Xun Er and Cai Lin.

Though all three had known Xiao Yan had arrived on Shang Zhi Da Lu, seeing his figure, Xun Er and Cai Lin's faces instantly softened.

"I'm sorry I returned late and made you suffer." Xiao Yan took Xun Er and Cai Lin's jade hands, gazing deeply into the eyes of his two wives, and said.

Xun Er shook her head gently, gripping Xiao Yan's large hand with both of hers, whispering softly: "Brother Xiao Yan, you've suffered too."

Seeing Xiao Yan return, Cai Lin felt her heart settle, saying: "Be careful—he's a genius of the Mo He Shen Clan. Though his cultivation realm isn't high, his status within the clan is very high."

"Mm. The Mo He Shen Clan—the top-tier family of the Great Thousand World. Don't worry, I know what to do." Xiao Yan nodded firmly, turning to face the people nearby.

The Mo He Shen Clan had only two people present: Mo He Yi, a Lower-Plane Earth Supreme, and Mo He Ming, a Fully-Realized Earth Supreme—but around them were many other strong cultivators, none of whom were Mo He clan members, merely cultivators seeking to curry favor with the Mo He Shen Clan.

Xiao Yixian also arrived beside Xiao Yan; with a hum, purple light shimmered, and Zhu Kun transformed into human form, sizing Xiao Yan up and saying: "You've reached Upper-Plane Earth Supreme? You've obtained a Strange Fire!"

After all, Xiao Yan had only been gone for a few months—he'd leapt from no cultivation realm to Upper-Plane Earth Supreme?! The only explanation was that Xiao Yan had acquired a new Strange Fire!

Xiao Yan nodded, but didn't elaborate much—this journey to the Five Elements Spirit Soil had been too extraordinary; he hadn't just gained a Strange Fire to evolve the Burning Scripture—he'd also received the legacy of the Heavenly Demon God!

So Xiao Yan wasn't afraid of the Mo He Shen Clan at all—he could simply pack up his family and flee to the Domain Beyond's territory, join the Domain Beyond demons, and become their Holy Son.

After all, the Dou Qi Continent was a Lower Plane; whether it belonged to the Great Thousand World or the Domain Beyond was uncertain. Xiao Yan was a Dou Emperor—as long as the Dou Qi Continent remained safe, that was enough.

For a moment, the entire Shang Cheng fell silent; all cultivators watching drew sharp breaths.

"Who is that man, daring to attack the Mo He Shen Clan?!"

"Looks like he's closely tied to those two women—maybe their husband."

"Tsk tsk tsk, daring to strike the Mo He Shen Clan's Holy Son? The Mo He Shen Clan is the top-tier faction of the Great Thousand World, with countless Heavenly Supremes inside. Sigh, young people—too impulsive." An elder shook his head, thinking Xiao Yan was reckless, utterly unaware of how powerful the Mo He Shen Clan truly was.

"Heh, youthful arrogance—thinking Earth Supremes are invincible? Everyone must pay for their impulsiveness." A young man spoke coldly, glancing at the three distinctive beauties beside Xiao Yan, his heart filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Boy, who are you? State your name!" Golden light surged; an indestructible energy instantly repaired Mo He Yi's injured hand, as if he'd never been wounded.

Seeing that golden energy, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian both frowned—they sensed subtle fluctuations within their Original Dharma Bodies. Without doubt, that had been the power of the Unperishing Golden Body.

"Legend says the Eternal Unperishing Body grants immortality." Xiao Yan recalled the legend of the Eternal Unperishing Body, but quickly shook his head and dismissed it.

If the Eternal Unperishing Body truly granted immortality, wouldn't the Unperishing Emperor now be surrounded by grandchildren, living in comfort?

"Xiao Yan. Their husband." Xiao Yan glanced at Mo He Yi, speaking calmly.

Mo He Yi wasn't surprised—after all, no one would suddenly intervene without connection.

"Xiao Yan? A mere Upper-Plane Earth Supreme—I'll see what tricks you have."

Yet just as both sides were about to clash, a laugh interrupted the tension.

"Heh, Mo He Yi, though you're the Holy Son of the Mo He Shen Clan, you're far inferior to Mo He Tian—and even less than Mo He You. Instead of cultivating diligently, you go around stirring up trouble. Shall I speak to your father?"

An elder suddenly appeared before Xiao Yan and the others—the elder was tall and sturdy, radiating an aura of natural authority.

Seeing the elder appear, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian weren't surprised at all—he was none other than Yan Nushan, the Medicine Saint!

"Yan Nushan!" Seeing Yan Nushan, even Mo He Ming beside Mo He Yi showed a look of shock—he was a major figure! Though all were Fully-Realized Earth Supremes, Yan Nushan's status far surpassed his.

"Yan Nushan? Could it be the Medicine Saint of the Ancient Wancao Prairie? That half-step Grandmaster Alchemist?!" Hearing Mo He Ming's words, several watching powerhouses exclaimed in astonishment—Yan Nushan's status was extremely high; even within the Ancient Wancao Prairie, he was a core senior, with connections to many Heavenly Supremes.

"Is Xiao Yan connected to Yan Nushan?"

"No wonder he dared to strike Mo He Yi—he has this connection!"

Instantly, those who had mocked Xiao Yan fell silent. Though the Ancient Wancao Prairie's combat strength paled beside the Mo He Shen Clan, don't forget—it was an Alchemist organization, and its greatest strength lay in its vast number of Alchemists and Grandmaster Alchemists.

Even Heavenly Supremes needed to beg Grandmaster Alchemists to forge pills for them; countless Heavenly Supremes owed favors—even the deeply rooted Mo He Shen Clan was no exception.

Mo He Ming gripped Mo He Yi, whose eyes were dark and teeth clenched, and shook his head, whispering: "Yan Nushan clearly has a strong connection with Xiao Yan—and Yan Nushan's strength has reached half-step Heavenly Supreme. I'm no match for him."

Mo He Yi roared: "So what? Our Mo He Shen Clan is the First God Tribe—we have Heavenly Supremes too!"

Mo He Ming sighed helplessly—he had no words for Mo He Yi's arrogance and stupidity; compared to the clan's other prodigy, Mo He Tian, he was utterly lacking in ambition.

"Holy Son, you know our Mo He Shen Clan is one of the Five Great God Tribes, sworn to protect the Great Thousand World. Heavenly Supremes must guard against the Domain Beyond's Demon Emperors and cannot act freely. Besides, Yan Nushan's senior brother is one of the Three Great Medicine Grandmasters of the Ancient Wancao Prairie, with ties to many Elders in our clan."

Mo He Ming truly wanted to slap this fool—could Alchemists be judged by surface strength alone? Their network was vast; even the Mo He Shen Clan, let alone the other Four Great God Tribes, had countless ties to the Ancient Wancao Prairie—how could war possibly break out?

"You're meddling too much." Xiao Yan glanced at Nu Shan the Medicine Saint and spoke calmly.

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Nu Shan the Medicine Saint could only force a bitter smile again and again. Everyone present assumed Nu Shan was defending Xiao Yan, helping him out—but only he knew he was saving that fool Mo He Yi!

As Mo He Ming had said, Nu Shan the Alchemist, being an Alchemist, naturally had wide connections; he had once helped Mo He Yi's father refine pills, and they had some past ties.

There was no reason to let Mo He Yi be obliterated by Xiao Yan.

Shang Zhi Da Lu was too far from the Five Elements Spirit Soil; Xiao Yan's deeds had not reached them, so no one knew this Xiao Yan was the Flame Sovereign. But he knew.

Even though Mo He Yi had Mo He Ming, a Great Perfection Earth Supreme, beside him, if a real fight broke out, these men would be reduced to ash by Xiao Yan.

No one would dare offend the Mo He Divine Clan, let alone kill its Holy Son—but Nu Shan the Medicine Saint had a premonition: this Soul Palace Xiao Yan would absolutely do it!

And he would not hesitate at all—he would instantly reduce the opponent to dust. This Xiao Yan must have his own backing, a backing that made him unafraid of the Mo He Divine Clan!

It was utterly inconceivable—he simply could not imagine what backing Xiao Yan had.

Xiao Yan knew no fight would break out, so he did not press further. Though Mo He Yi was mouthy, he did not deserve death, and that battle had not left Zhu Kun at a disadvantage. Xiao Yan then led Xun Er and the others toward the auction house—right now, the auction was the most important thing.

Seeing Xiao Yan leave under "Nu Shan the Medicine Saint's protection," Mo He Yi snarled: "Xiao Yan, this slap today—I'll repay you double someday!"

His words were filled with hatred, filled with venom, like a venomous snake cursing.

"Heh, idiot." Xiao Yan merely smiled, utterly unafraid—if the man truly dared to strike, whether he was Mo He Divine Clan or Fu Tu Divine Clan, Xiao Yan would go to his door and settle the score.

When Xiao Yan and the others landed before the massive auction house, unlike before, everyone immediately cleared a space, staring at Xiao Yan with varied expressions.

No one had expected the Mo He Divine Clan to be humiliated! Though everyone assumed Xiao Yan relied on Nu Shan the Medicine Saint, the result was clear: the Mo He Divine Clan had been slapped by Xiao Yan.

Not long after Xiao Yan and the others landed, Bei Tian the Dragon Emperor and several auction house officials approached.

It was certain that Bei Tian the Dragon Emperor and the Shang Cheng Auction Alliance had never imagined this conflict would end this way.

Seeing Bei Tian the Dragon Emperor appear, Zhu Kun's eyes narrowed slightly—he immediately sensed this man was also from the Dragon Clan, and his bloodline was even stronger than his own.

Since his birth, Zhu Kun had never encountered a Dragon Clan member with stronger bloodline than his own—except for Zi Yan. Even Zi Yan's Dragon Phoenix Bloodline was weaker than this man's. After all, Zi Yan's Dragon Phoenix Bloodline had been awakened by the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, not innate.

Yet as the Old Dragon Emperor of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon Clan of the Dou Qi Continent, Zhu Kun did not tremble or bow before him.

"Xiao Yan, I'll speak with him," Zhu Kun said to Xiao Yan.

The man was clearly coming for Zhu Kun—and even with goodwill.

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(Chapter End)