Chapter 1766: The Twelfth Man!

These words were domineering!

If outsiders heard them, it would be like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

But at this moment, Ye Yuan was indeed disappointed.

Ever since he learned from Wu Chen that the strongest alchemist in the Tongtian Realm was the Medicine Ancestor, Ye Yuan had longed to compete with him one day.

Yet today's battle was not satisfying.

That single move of Tianyuan Luozhi had already sealed the outcome.

This was fundamentally a contest of unequal strength.

Of course, it wasn't because the Medicine Ancestor was weak, but because this simplified version of 'Mo Wen' was too feeble.

The real 'Mo Wen' was something Ye Yuan could not contend with at all.

He would probably be annihilated the moment he entered.

Although the Medicine Ancestor before him was powerful, he was still no match for Ye Yuan's Dao.

After all, Ye Yuan had comprehended the Grand Taiji Diagram, and his understanding of the Dao far surpassed that of ordinary alchemists.

Having come with eager hopes only to find his opponent too weak, Ye Yuan was naturally disappointed.

"Youngster, you are too arrogant! I am merely a trace of Dao resonance left by the Ancestor in 'Mo Wen.' The Ancestor's power is beyond your imagination," the Medicine Ancestor said solemnly.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "I know that naturally. I am not so arrogant as to think I can surpass the Medicine Ancestor. But in the future, I will have to face him in a match."

The Medicine Ancestor snorted coldly, "An ignorant and arrogant youngster! The Ancestor's realm is unimaginable to an ant. Even Yi is insignificant before him. No one in this world can surpass the Ancestor."

The Medicine Ancestor before him was merely a remnant wisp of the original's consciousness, not even a clone.

But his confidence in the original was stronger than anyone's.

In his mind, the Medicine Ancestor was the strongest in the world, and no one could ever replace him.

And this, I fear, was also the original's own belief.

Ye Yuan sneered upon hearing this, "Each generation produces its own talents! Your thinking is truly laughable! The Medicine Ancestor is merely a title of respect, not a true Dao Ancestor."

The Medicine Ancestor was furious, "Youngster, you dare blaspheme against the Ancestor? Your crime is unforgivable!"

Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "I am merely stating a fact. Make your move!"

The Medicine Ancestor snorted, "An arrogant brat! The Ancestor refuses to believe he cannot subdue you!"

Slap!

After deep thought, the Medicine Ancestor placed another stone.

Once this game began, a victor had to be decided—this was a rule set by the Saint Ancestor Grand Priest.

Ye Yuan only controlled the power to place stones through his own will; he could not dictate the course of the game.

After all, this 'Mo Wen' was created by the Saint Ancestor Grand Priest.

Slap!

Without hesitation, Ye Yuan also placed a stone.

Thus, the two engaged in a fierce clash once again.

But now, the situation had completely reversed.

Ye Yuan's offensive was overwhelming, and the Medicine Ancestor could not withstand it.

...

"He directly devoured an entire dragon! My god!"

"This... is he going for total annihilation? Is this Ye Yuan too ruthless?"

"How terrifying! I've heard that those who pass 'Mo Wen' can only win by half a stone, but this Ye Yuan..."

Outside, there were exclamations of astonishment.

Ye Yuan's offensive grew fiercer, routing the white stones and seizing vast territories.

Those elders, priests, and apprentices were all dumbfounded.

When they had mocked Ye Yuan's terrible move, they never imagined the game would evolve to such an extent.

The square fell into dead silence, with only the stones flickering like bright stars.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Medicine Ancestor's form directly shattered, just like when the Saint Ancestor High Priest had shattered earlier, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Only then did everyone snap awake!

Ye Yuan, a complete victory!

There was no stalemate, no draw.

There was only an overwhelming triumph!

When that Heavenly Origin connected, everything was already destined.

Swish!

All the light suddenly dissipated, and on the chessboard, Ye Yuan's figure was revealed.

Everyone looked at that somewhat thin figure, their eyes full of disbelief.

"The... the twelfth person!"

Someone in the crowd murmured.

"Twelfth person? What twelfth person? The... twelfth person!"

At first, everyone didn't react, not understanding what the twelfth person meant.

But soon, they came to their senses.

Ye Yuan had become the twelfth person in fifty million years to pass the 'Mo Wen' trial!

Xiu looked at that figure and exclaimed in admiration, "Eight million years! Finally, another genius who can pass 'Mo Wen' has appeared! And his talent is even greater!"

The previous eleven were merely pawns in the Saint Ancestor's hands.

They could only endure the Saint Ancestor's will, utterly unable to resist.

But Ye Yuan's Dao heart was firm; not only did he break the Saint Ancestor High Priest's will, but he also defeated the powerful Medicine Ancestor, routing him completely!

Such strength, such talent—truly unprecedented and unparalleled!

"Hahaha... Good! Good, Ye Yuan! This Palace Lord did not misjudge you! I never thought that my Ba Yuan Imperial City would produce such a genius!"

Suddenly, Di Qiu burst into wild laughter.

Eight million years later, the Demon God Domain had produced another genius who broke 'Mo Wen,' and as the Palace Lord of the Ba Yuan Imperial City's Priest Temple, this was naturally a great achievement.

Moreover, it was a great honor.

You see, in eight million years, how many geniuses had risen and fallen, ebbed and flowed.

But Ye Yuan's brilliance was too dazzling!

Ni Kun and Elder Li's faces were now extremely grim.

They had let Ye Yuan take the 'Mo Wen' trial intending to harm him.

Who would have thought Ye Yuan would pass 'Mo Wen' so perfectly?

Now, Ye Yuan had soared to great heights, his status equal to that of a disciple of the Saint Ancestor High Priest.

With such status, a single word from him could decide their life or death!

The two exchanged glances, feeling as if they had dug a pit and jumped into it themselves, bitter beyond measure.

...

At that moment, in the distant human territory.

The Medicine Ancestor, who was in seclusion, suddenly jolted awake.

"What is this? Why... do I sense a threat?" the Medicine Ancestor frowned.

He was astonished by this sudden feeling.

At his level, aside from the Dao Ancestor, no one could threaten him.

But now, he actually had this feeling.

That wisp of residual consciousness was not connected to his main body, so he did not know what had happened in 'Mo Wen.'

But after all, it was a wisp of his residual consciousness; when it was destroyed, he naturally felt a premonition.

Yet he never dreamed that this threat would come from a martial artist at the Divine Lord realm.

Almost at the same time, the Saint Ancestor High Priest also suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

He grinned and said softly, "Fifty million years, and finally I have waited! I never thought someone could erase my will and defeat the Medicine Ancestor!"