The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3162 - 3157: Sun and Moon Struggle_1

Just as Xuan Zhen prepared to unleash his fury, a staggering aura and a crushing weight suddenly descended, heavy as a massive mountain.

Sensing this overwhelming force, Xuan Zhen felt an immediate surge of joy. Could it be that Yang Chen had finally arrived?

"No, that's not right. This isn't the kind of pressure Yang Chen exerts." Xuan Zhen felt a deep sense of confusion.

Whether it was during their initial clash or their second confrontation, the sheer weight of Yang Chen’s presence had always instilled a genuine, deep-seated fear within him.

This particular oppressive force, however, failed to evoke that same level of dread.

As the pressure settled, a figure materialized. It was Mo Wanchou, who had been lying in wait specifically for Xuan Zhen’s appearance.

Mo Wanchou spoke with a chilling tone: "Spirit God Royal Clan? Xuan Zhen? Hmph, I have been expecting you for quite some time."

With a dark expression, Xuan Zhen glared at him menacingly. "Why is it you? Mo Wanchou, the one who holds the first rank on the Great Luo Celestial Stele?"

Mo Wanchou let out a sneer. "You seem remarkably shocked. I came to this place for one reason: to take your life."

Xuan Zhen let out a mocking laugh. Did Mo Wanchou truly believe his presence was the cause of his surprise? His only wonder was why this man had shown up instead of Yang Chen.

"I have no interest in wasting words on you. You are not a worthy opponent. Get out of my sight," Xuan Zhen commanded in a frigid voice.

Seething with rage, Mo Wanchou found such blatant disrespect intolerable. He replied coldly, "Xuan Zhen, your arrogance knows no bounds. It appears I must strike today so you realize that there are always people more capable than you, and mountains higher than the ones you've climbed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Wanchou launched a sudden palm strike.

This palm was infused with the power of laws, descending from the heavens like a colossal mountain or the hand of a Buddha, carrying a weight that felt absolute.

Xuan Zhen was no weakling. Seeing the incoming attack, he immediately activated the innate domain of the Spirit God Royal Clan, meeting Mo Wanchou’s strike with a dominant posture.

"Mo Wanchou and Xuan Zhen have engaged in battle!"

"Our Young Master is truly formidable, fighting Xuan Zhen on equal terms."

In an instant, the attention of numerous spectators was seized. Many within the Grand Abyss Palace had been holding their breath in suspense. They were naturally elated to see a champion of their own side standing against Xuan Zhen.

Most importantly, Mo Wanchou was proving his reputation, actually managing to suppress Xuan Zhen for a time. This sight bolstered the fading confidence of the humans within Shi Ye City.

While the cultivators of the city were hopeful, the servants following Mo Wanchou had a different agenda. Taking the chance to either flatter their master or insult others, they spewed all sorts of praise to gain Mo Wanchou’s favor.

"Hehe, our Young Master Mo is truly peerless. A single exchange proves that while the Spirit God Royal Clan might be strong, they are nothing before our Young Master. They are being completely dominated."

"This is far superior to those who only know how to brag. Forcing Xuan Zhen to retreat in ten breaths? Who actually saw that fight? It’s nothing but rumors. How can anyone take such stories seriously?"

These cultivators bickered back and forth, and many onlookers found it difficult to argue against them.

After all, who had actually witnessed Yang Chen in a life-or-death struggle?

Most had only heard whispers that Yang Chen had intimidated Xuan Zhen into fleeing. Even those who saw the retreat had only seen Yang Chen push him back. No one had seen a true, direct confrontation between them.

Without a head-on clash, proving anything was nearly impossible.

In contrast, Mo Wanchou was currently locked in a tangible battle with Xuan Zhen that everyone could witness with their own eyes.

Naturally, these conversations reached the ears of Yang Chen and his companions.

Yang Chen, along with Han Bo, Lin Tianyi, and Ji Yue Shuang, had arrived at the location the moment the fight broke out. They remained concealed in the shadows, keeping their presence hidden.

Listening to the insults directed at Yang Chen, Ji Yue Shuang was fuming. "These people are absolutely loathsome. They know nothing but how to spread gossip. If Mo Wanchou were truly that powerful, why wouldn't Xuan Zhen be afraid of him?"

While Ji Yue Shuang felt indignant, Han Bo and Lin Tianyi were genuinely awestruck by the power Mo Wanchou was displaying.

"Mo Wanchou truly lives up to his name as a Sky Extreme Realm Reincarnation. His strength is terrifying. He has suppressed Xuan Zhen in such a short window. Within Bi Shuangxing, he could likely stand against or even slay certain Sky Separation Realm experts," Han Bo remarked with a sigh.

They had not seen the full extent of Yang Chen's power, but Mo Wanchou’s prowess was being proven right before them.

"Mo Wanchou’s strength is indeed immense, as expected of a Heavenly Extreme Realm Reincarnation..."

Yang Chen, however, remained stoic, watching the duel without a hint of emotion.

Mo Wanchou possessed talent, but as things stood, he lacked what was necessary to actually defeat Xuan Zhen.

Even in his previous encounter with Xuan Zhen, Yang Chen had to utilize necromancy. Without it, securing a victory would have been nearly impossible, likely resulting in a stalemate at best.

Mo Wanchou was currently in a similar position to where Yang Chen had been; he appeared to have the upper hand, but he wasn't dealing any lasting damage because he lacked the specific means to finish Xuan Zhen off.

Still, it was undeniable that Mo Wanchou was holding several powerful cards in his hand.

Just as Yang Chen predicted, although Mo Wanchou seemed to be winning, he was growing restless. No matter how he varied his attacks, he couldn't break through Xuan Zhen's guard.

Xuan Zhen’s defensive capabilities were as solid as a fortress.

Xuan Zhen was equally annoyed; Mo Wanchou was not his true target. The man was strong, and if Xuan Zhen were at full strength with his Asura army, he might have enjoyed testing his limits against him.

But currently, he had no patience for this distraction.

"Mo Wanchou, you are incapable of hurting me. How much longer do you plan to dance around? I have no time for your games!" Xuan Zhen bellowed.

Frustrated by his inability to strike Xuan Zhen down, Mo Wanchou replied sharply, "Xuan Zhen, do not be so arrogant. Witness how I claim your life this very day!"

With those words, Mo Wanchou began to chant a series of incantations.

Suddenly, a spectral shadow resembling him manifested behind his back. This shadow shared his exact appearance and aura, clutching a string of Gold Pearls.

Seeing this, Yang Chen was reminded of the time Ji Yue Shuang invoked the power of Princess Wenqi. However, Mo Wanchou was different; the power he was tapping into originated from himself, yet it felt distinct from his current self.

This triggered a memory of what Mo Wanchou’s followers had claimed—that he could draw upon the strength of his past life.

Was this the manifestation of his previous life's power?

"Behold my Sun and Moon Struggle!"