Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven

Two days later, Mo Wangchen arrived in the Jinyang Domain and returned to the Piaomiao Palace.

At present, the Piaomiao Saint Venerable sat alone atop a mountaintop. Apart from him, Mo Wangchen was the only Saint Heir figure within the various sects.

"I thought you might have died out there," the Piaomiao Saint Venerable teased upon seeing Mo Wangchen’s return. "At least you didn’t forget that you are still the Saint Heir of my Piaomiao Palace."

Hearing this, Mo Wangchen touched his nose and smiled, "I made a trip back to the Mo Family, then wandered around outside for a bit."

"Now the rumors outside are ablaze, saying that you’ve slain a Saint Venerable from the Yao Clan and threw his head in front of the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan’s Mountain Gate. Kid, did you really succeed in reaching the Holy Rank Body?" The Piaomiao Saint Venerable had clearly heard much of the news spreading quickly in recent times.

A Holy Rank Body—since the end of the Ancient Era, in the entire Tiannan, only Ling Changkong had ever achieved it. Unexpectedly, Mo Wangchen had now succeeded as well.

"Perhaps it was just luck," Mo Wangchen smiled. Without the inheritance of Ling Changkong’s Undying Saint Body Scripture, it would have been impossible for him to succeed just by relying on those million Source Stones.

"What level has your strength reached now?" the Piaomiao Saint Venerable asked eagerly.

"Nirvana Realm fifth-turn peak, but the Nirvana Power within my body is much more refined than that of ordinary people. Just by relying on my cultivation, I shouldn’t be far off from a seventh-turn Nirvana Realm practitioner," Mo Wangchen answered truthfully.

"And the Power of Body?" the Piaomiao Saint Venerable licked his lips and asked.