The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

“How dare you!” Yang Jianye immediately exploded with anger, leaping up and catching the object aimed at Yang Xuanfeng out of mid-air.

Yang Xuanfeng turned to look at Meng Kingdom and noticed inscrutable expressions on their faces, confused as to who had just launched the attack.

Yang Jianye looked at the object in his hand, a short pitch-black knife, extremely sharp, thrown with such speed that surely a master had released it. With Yang Xuanfeng’s ability, it would have been impossible to dodge.

“Meng Kingdom, you’re asking for death!” yelled Yang Jianye. An attempted assassination of his elder son right before his eyes — how could he tolerate this?

With nothing left to say, Yang Jianye, in a fit of rage, sent a palm strike towards all the people of Meng Kingdom, intending to wipe them out without any reason.

“Yang Jianye! You’ve gone too far!” roared Meng Long, who could not stand by and do nothing and abruptly fought back.

“All of you with the Meng name, who tried to harm my son, I shall slaughter you all!”, shouted Yang Jianye true wrath. Suddenly, golden hands filled the sky.

This scene shocked everyone from Meng Kingdom. If all those golden hands descended together, how many of them would survive?

“Die!”, Yang Jianye roared, and the countless golden hands descended simultaneously, shaking heaven and earth with their power.

Meng Long gritted his teeth and summoned a treasure.

A cyan-black turtle shell appeared. Under Meng Long’s manipulation, it suddenly enlarged, turning into a Turtle Shell Shield that covered everyone from Meng Kingdom.

Rumble!!!

Just like countless meteors falling, the golden hands struck the turtle shell, causing ear-ache-inducing vibrations, as if the world was coming to an end.

The turtle shell, although a treasure, was subject to Yang Jianye’s storm-like offensive, causing cracks to appear immediately.

Everyone from Meng Kingdom, under the protection of the turtle shell, was extremely frightened. Yang Jianye’s fighting rhythm was as if he was ready to risk everything, and he was not engaging in any form of reasoning or negotiation.

“Meng Long, you fool!” berated Mu Hongchen mercilessly at Meng Long.

Huang Rulong also gave Meng Long a stern look. The person who had attacked Yang Xuanfeng in secret was indeed Meng Long. No one else could see who did it, but they both had seen it very clearly.

This was simply extremely foolish action. Even if you were intent on killing Yang Xuanfeng, you shouldn’t have chosen to act at that moment. Weren’t you just asking for trouble?

Could Yang Jianye just watch as you plotted against his son? This was absolutely impossible! Now, Yang Jianye was ready to fight for life or death, and things had truly escalated.

“Meng Long, you worthless man, come out and die!” Yang Jianye roared, landing a massive golden fist.

The turtle shell immediately cracked, clearly depressed at a certain spot.

Meng Long looked distressed. He had been berated by Mu Hongchen, fueling his anger. Now, Yang Jianye also insulted him, calling him a worthless man. How could Meng Long, a king, tolerate this?

“Yang Jianye!” Meng Long immediately rushed out from under the turtle shell and engaged Yang Jianye in a fierce battle. Both refused to give any ground, their powers shaking the heavens and the earth, as if they were about to destroy the ruins of Virtual Sky Sect.

Nobody had expected this to occur; everyone from Yun Country hastily retreated to one side, afraid of repercussions.

The two important figures from Yun Country watched coldly, making no rash moves. If they too joined in the heat of the moment, matters would escalate further, leading to a full-scale battle involving the Lower Three Kingdoms, a situation that everybody wished to avoid.

However, at present, the situation seemed to be evolving in a direction everyone wanted to avoid. Yang Jianye and Meng Long had let themselves loose, using every trick in their books to defeat each other.

“Meng Long, you’ve crossed the line!” At this moment, Han Luoyun stepped in with a swing of his arm, purple energy sweeping across the sky, taking the form of a giant purple figure that aimed a punch at Meng Long.

Meng Long was taken aback. He was already struggling with one Yang Jianye, and now there was a Han Luoyun. This was absolutely life-threatening.

“Won’t you two help me?” yelled Meng Long towards Mu Hongchen and Huang Rulong down below.

The two didn’t budge an inch; it appeared as though they had no intention of helping Meng Long.

Meng Long was so furious that he spat out blood. At the critical moment, even his own people refused to lend a hand.

“You’ve brought this on yourself.” Han Luoyun said, before teaming up with Yang Jianye to fight Meng Long.

All the people from Qian Country cheered. They too had been repressing their anger; for Meng Long, as the country leader, to secretly attack the younger Yang Xuanfeng, it was absolutely shameful.

Now, Meng Long was being suppressed by both Yang Jianye and Han Luoyun, making it quite an eventful scene.

“Meng Long, I’ll kill you today!” Yang Jianye kept yelling, growing ferocious with every attack.

Meng Long was starting to regret. How could he have been so foolish as to secretly plot against Yang Xuanfeng? Now he had stirred up a hornet’s nest, fighting one against two and being thrashed.

The worst part was that nobody helped him, which made Meng Long feel that he was losing face.

Of course, Mu Hongchen and Huang Rulong wouldn’t help him. They didn’t want to get pulled into the mess created by this foolish man.

BOOM!!!

Sudden purple chains intended to bind Meng Long’s hands and feet rushed forward, during which, Yang Jianye seized the opportunity to land a harsh blow on Meng Long’s chest.

Meng Long spat out blood, his face extremely awful. His strength was quite extraordinary, ranking among the strongest in the Lower Three Kingdoms; however, facing two opponents with similar strengths and perfectly coordinated strategy put Meng Long at a disadvantage.

“Gentlemen, let’s calm down, shall we?” At this moment, Zhao Zhenlong, the emperor of Yun Country, attempted to mediate.

“While Meng Long is to blame for this, both of you have injured him, it’s time to let it go.” Elder He Qiannian also began to persuade the group.

Meng Long clenched his teeth in rage. Being the King of Meng Kingdom yet falling so low, with the two top fighters in the kingdom refusing to help and instead letting outsiders step in to mediate, he indeed was a failed king.

Of course, Meng Long wouldn’t consider his own mistakes; instead, he’d push the blame onto others.

Yang Jianye and Han Luoyun both stopped in their tracks, gave a cold glance at Meng Long, and then returned to their group.

Although Yang Jianye said he wanted to kill Meng Long, everyone understood that injuring Meng Long was feasible, but killing him was unlikely.

After all, Meng Long still had many life-saving measures left. If pushed to the edge, Meng Long could bring down one of them with him.

However, injuring Meng Long had already sufficed, serving as a lesson to show him how stupid his previous actions had been.

Meng Long landed on the ground, looking terrible. He gazed towards the direction of Qian Country with a vengeful glare in his eyes.

“Let’s leave!” Meng Long gritted his teeth and led the royal Meng group away, unwilling to spend another second there.

“Wait!” But Han Luoyun interrupted.