The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3146 - 3141: Choice?_1

"What did you say?"

Yang Chen’s gaze turned freezing cold. In a low, heavy voice, he demanded, "Are you claiming that Mo Wanchou holds the top rank on the Great Luo Celestial Stele?"

"Indeed, that is the case. His Dao Intent Inscriptions have reached a count of 43,000 paths. While impressive, he isn't vastly superior to you, Brother Yang Chen. At your current level of Cultivation, the gap is merely a minor difference of a few hundred paths," Bei Hongwang explained.

Yang Chen gave a slight nod. "Mo Wanchou is clearly a formidable genius, but his talent doesn't grant him the right to threaten Murong Qi. I cannot simply stand by; I must intervene in this situation!"

"No, Brother Yang Chen, you absolutely must stay out of this. It is impossible, you truly cannot interfere," Bei Hongwang urged, his voice filled with cautious concern.

"I cannot?"

Yang Chen’s features hardened, his expression flickering with visible irritation.

He suspected that Bei Hongwang had a valid reason for his warning, yet he still replied icily, "Elder Wang, are you suggesting that I, Yang Chen, should just watch while a friend is intimidated and shamed? Do you expect me to ignore it entirely?"

"Brother Yang Chen, I admire your passion. However, this circumstance is far more complex than it appears. You must understand that for a cultivator like Miss Murong, who has slipped out of the Great Luo Celestial Stele’s top 50, becoming a Furnace Cauldron for Mo Wanchou isn't necessarily a terrible fate. I even heard rumors that she hopes to enter the Grand Abyss Palace. This could be her chance; by submitting, it might actually result in the best outcome for everyone involved," Bei Hongwang argued.

After listening, Yang Chen’s brow furrowed deeply. "If my friend does not consent, then I view Mo Wanchou’s actions as a forced threat. I gave my word to ensure her safety, and I never go back on my promises."

He was a man who held his vows sacred.

Since he had pledged to protect Murong Qi until she safely joined the Grand Abyss Palace, he intended to honor that commitment to the end.

Witnessing Yang Chen’s stubbornness, Bei Hongwang looked visibly distressed. "Brother Yang Chen, let me be blunt. You could challenge almost anyone else on the Great Luo Celestial Stele—even the person in second place—without such risk. If Mo Wanchou were just a top-ranked genius, you might stand a chance, but his identity goes far beyond being number one on the stele."

"What other background does this man possess?" Yang Chen inquired, his suspicion growing.

Bei Hongwang let out a long sigh. "It sounds unbelievable, but he is actually a reincarnation from the Heavenly Extreme Realm..."

"What?" Yang Chen was stunned. "A reincarnation? Do such beings truly exist?"

"Would I lie to you, Brother Yang Chen? Long ago, the Grand Abyss Palace possessed a technique known as the World Severing Reincarnation Technique. By practicing it, a cultivator’s essence enters the cycle of rebirth to start a new life. The requirements are incredibly grueling, and the practitioner must die to trigger the process. Usually, only the most powerful masters nearing the end of their lifespan would gamble their lives on such a method," Bei Hongwang explained.

"And what was the result?" Yang Chen’s heart sank as the weight of the situation grew.

Bei Hongwang replied helplessly, "In the entire history of the Grand Abyss Palace, many experts attempted the World Severing Reincarnation Technique, yet all failed. The only exception was the Sky-supporting Ancestor, who passed away millions of years ago. Mo Wanchou is his reborn self. He appeared 30,000 years ago, and the Grand Abyss Palace has fully verified that he carries the soul of the Sky-supporting Ancestor."

"Sky-supporting Ancestor..." Yang Chen whispered the name, feeling a surge of shock.

"In his previous life, the Sky-supporting Ancestor utilized a secret art that demanded numerous Furnace Cauldrons for Yin-Yang Replenishment, ruining the lives of countless women. Now that his reincarnation is a success and he is rebuilding his power, it is almost certain he will return to the peak of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, perhaps even surpassing it. The Grand Abyss Palace treats him with the reverence due to an ancestor. Mo Wanchou is permitted to claim female cultivators in his own lands, and even major Sects must endure the humiliation if he targets their disciples."

Bei Hongwang looked at him with pity. "Brother Yang Chen, do you see the scale of what you are facing now?"

"Does the Grand Abyss Palace actually condone this behavior?" Yang Chen asked, beginning to understand the grim reality.

"Except for women who are already disciples of the Grand Abyss Palace and have some protection, Mo Wanchou’s hunt for female cultivators is sanctioned by the Palace. They want him to regain his peak strength as fast as possible. If you step in, you’ll be seen as an obstacle to his Cultivation, and the Grand Abyss Palace will certainly not take your side. How can you possibly fight that?"

Yang Chen fell into a deep, silent contemplation.

Seeing Yang Chen lost in thought, Bei Hongwang attempted a smile. "Brother Yang Chen, just yield this once and things will settle down. Think about it—this man is a reincarnation of a Heavenly Extreme Realm expert. It isn't a disgrace for your friend to be with someone of that stature, is it?"

He desperately tried to convince Yang Chen, terrified that the youth would stir up trouble and drag him into a conflict with someone as dangerous as Mo Wanchou.

Yang Chen, however, remained silent, offering no response.

He was weighing the choice between following Bei Hongwang’s pragmatic advice and upholding his personal honor.

It didn't take long for the choice to be made for him.

Nearby, the confrontation between Murong Qi and Mo Wanchou reached its breaking point.

The outcome was clearly not what Mo Wanchou had expected.

"Mo Wanchou, I, Murong Qi, possess a sense of dignity and a code of honor that is more important to me than life itself. Do you truly believe you can possess me? You are dreaming. Even if the gates of the Grand Abyss Palace are closed to me forever, I will never submit to you. If you want me, you'll have to kill me first," Murong Qi declared, her face set in stone.

Hearing her defiance, Mo Wanchou erupted into a fit of enraged laughter.

"Excellent, Murong Qi, you certainly have spirit. But do you really think you have any control here? I have decided you will be my Furnace Cauldron, so that is exactly what you will become. You think you have a choice? You think death is an escape? I won't let you die so easily! Bind her!" Mo Wanchou commanded, slamming his foot down. Massive earthen hands burst from the soil, instantly snaring Murong Qi’s limbs.

Murong Qi gasped, attempting to leap away, but she was too slow. Mo Wanchou’s technique clamped down, leaving her completely immobilized.

"You wish for death? Hmph, Murong Qi, how naive can you be?" Mo Wanchou sneered. "If you hadn't achieved a rank in the top 50 of the Great Luo Celestial Stele—a rare prize that will greatly benefit my progress—do you think I would waste this much effort on you? Don’t flatter yourself. We are leaving."

Desperation clouded Murong Qi’s eyes as a sense of total powerlessness washed over her.

She had believed she could at least choose her own end, but against Mo Wanchou’s strength, even the act of resisting or seeking death felt like an impossible task.

The thought of being defiled by such a man was unbearable. If she were to give herself to anyone, she wished it could be someone as noble and brilliant as Yang Chen. She vividly recalled the way Yang Chen had fought for her, his gentle demeanor a sharp contrast to the arrogance of Mo Wanchou.