Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4780: Showing off

After Shi Gang exchanged a few more blows, his aura declined again.

This time, he had really burnt the Imperial Source completely.

A look of shock appeared on his face. At present, he only possessed the battle prowess of a nine-star Saint, so how could he be a match for Ling Han? Furthermore, even if Ling Han was willing to let him go, this Imperial Source was completely burnt, which was equivalent to exhausting his flame of life as well. How much longer could he live?

If he could escape, then with the abilities of the Twelve Lands of Death, it wouldn’t be a problem to extend his lifespan. However, this was also the key. How could he escape?

Even burning the Imperial Source was not enough, what more now?

Shi Gang didn’t beg for mercy. Instead, he gritted his teeth and fought Ling Han to the death.

But as a nine-star Saint?

Hehe.

Peng, Ling Han shot out a punch, and Shi Gang fell down from space at an incredibly fast speed. With a loud bang, he fell heavily onto the ground, raising dust and dirt all over the ground.

He wanted to get back to his feet, yet he was unable to do so. He felt as if all of his bones had been shattered.

Chi Taiming, Chi Feihong and the others all gathered around him, all of them filled with killing intent.

Previously, Shi Gang had been so arrogant and domineering, but now?

The wheel of fortune had turned. He had not thought that he would be reduced to fall to their mercy so quickly.

Meanwhile, Chi Xuan and Chi Xiyue were trembling in fear, and they were filled with grievance.

—Why couldn’t you, Ling Han, have appeared earlier, causing them to be muddleheaded for a moment, and lean towards the side of the Lords of Death? And Shi Gang, are you a f****** piece of trash? You are a dignified Pseudo-Emperor, and you actually can’t deal with a Saint?

But what was the use of regretting now?

"Ling Han, the wheel of fate is already rolling, and there is nothing you can do to stop it. You will only be crushed into pieces!" Shi Gang spat out blood as he said to Ling Han who was slowly descending, "You will definitely die, you will definitely die!"

Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Everyone dies, and I won’t be an exception. However, when I die, the universe will definitely be at peace!"

His words were filled with confidence.

Even if Shi Gang was filled with resentment, he was still intimidated by this confidence. For a moment, he did not refute.

Just when he was about to say something else, Ling Han threw a punch. Peng! He was crushed into a bloody pancake, and even his divine sense was unable to escape. He was completely dead. ꞦаŊÒВÈＳ

He had killed another Pseudo-Emperor.

Ling Han was very pleased with his own battle prowess. He was only a Saint, yet he was already able to kill a Pseudo-Emperor. This proved his previous thoughts: when he became a Pseudo-Emperor, he would definitely be able to stand against a Great Emperor.

"When I become a Great Emperor, I will be able to pacify the unrest."

The Chi Clan had survived a calamity, so they were naturally all glad. Added with the fact that Ling Han could be considered a son-in-law of the Chi Clan, though the wedding had not been held yet, now that Ling Han had obtained the battle prowess of aPseudo-Emperor, how could the Chi Clan not be happy?

Although some people had died, the Chi Clan still held a banquet, which could be considered a welcome ceremony for Ling Han.

In the meantime, they asked why Chi Menghan hadn’t come, and even asked if Chi Menghan was pregnant, making Ling Han blush.

After staying on the Donglin Planet for two days, Ling Han decided to leave. Now, there was not only one Pseudo-Emperor that had appeared on the side of the Lands of Death, but rather several of them. These Pseudo-Emperors would frequently set off in pursuit of the Imperial Clans that were fleeing, causing the Imperial Clans to be in imminent danger.

Ling Han also took the Donglin Planet into his body while he was at it. For the current him, there was really no difficulty at all. However, he was still unable to take in an Imperial Weapon.

It didn’t matter. Worse come to worst, he would just wield the Imperial Weapon.

He connected to the heaven and earth, and began to locate the locations of the other Imperial Clans.

In the universe, the areas with planets had basically been transformed into the environment of the Netherworld. Even Ling Han’s divine sense could not penetrate into this place. However, the Imperial Clans had naturally long since stimulated their planets, and fled towards the edge of the universe. Thus, Ling Han only had to search in this outer region.

However, this area was too vast, so Ling Han would still need some time.

"I found one."

"I found another one."

"..."

Ling Han continuously located those Imperial Clans, but as long as they had not been targeted by the Lands of Death, Ling Han naturally would not move out either.

En.

Ling Han suddenly stood up, and Phoenix Wings Divine Flight unleashed. With a xiu, he broke through space.

The flaming wings flapped, and less than half a day later, Ling Han appeared in the Void. A massive star appeared in front of him, but it was obvious that a great battle had broken out. The Netherworld was launching a large-scale invasion.

This was the Demon Ox Imperial Clan.

Ling Han’s eyes swept over, and saw that the Netherworld being leading the team was Lin Dong, the son of Fire Clouds Ancestral King.

This guy had also become a Pseudo-Emperor. With the Fire Clouds Sword in hand, he slashed down repeatedly, heading towards the Demon Ox Planet.

Thankfully, there was an Imperial Formation on the Demon Ox Planet. Every time the Sword Qi slashed down, a spherical shield of light would appear, enshrouding the entire planet and dispersing the attacks of the Imperial Weapon.

Theoretically speaking, there was an inexhaustible supply of energy for the Imperial Formation, unlike the Imperial Weapon, which could only be activated for a short period of time. It was the most reliable defense system in the world.

However, it was a Pseudo-Emperor that was controlling the Imperial Weapon!

This was completely different. Though a Pseudo-Emperor did not have the might of a Great Emperor, it was completely no problem for one to support the continuous channelling of the Imperial Weapon. Furthermore, Lin Dong also had the help of six Skeleton Saint Tools, which was even more terrifying. They held back a great deal of the might of the Imperial Formation, allowing Lin Dong to gain the upper hand.

Not too long after, he would be able to break through the imperial formation, and penetrate straight in.

Ling Han humphed, and directly charged over.

"Ling Han?" When Lin Dong saw Ling Han, he couldn’t help but be startled.

Yi, the person that the Lands of Death wanted to kill the most was Ling Han, but he could not be found anywhere. In fact, the Lords of Death had attacked Ling Han time and time again, and Ling Han had managed to escape. He had not thought that Ling Han would actually appear on his own volition.

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Dong laughed loudly.

This brat definitely did not know that he had already advanced into Pseudo-Emperor-level, and thought that he was a Saint. Thus, he charged out without any reservations.

Haha, alright, I’ll give you a surprise.

"You’re quite bold, daring to appear in front of me!" Lin Dong said proudly.

Ling Han smiled faintly, "What is it? Could it be that you have become Emperor?"

Precisely.

Lin Dong thought to himself, but his expression did not change, "If I have become Emperor, would you still have a way out?"

Ling Han shook his head, and said, "Then you should ask the Lords of Death. They’re more experienced."

’F*ck! You’re far too arrogant!’

Lin Dong cursed internally, but for the sake of an even greater surprise, he endured it, and said, "Against trash like you, there is no need for the Great Emperors to move. I am enough to deal with you."

"Come." Ling Han crooked a finger at him.

At this time, because Lin Dong stopped attacking the imperial formation, the members of the Demon Ox Imperial Clan also appeared.

Lin Dong was afraid that these people would expose his cultivation level, so he didn’t waste any more time and directly charged towards Ling Han.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and replied with a punch.

"No!" the members of the Demon Ox Imperial Clan all shouted.

But how fast was the attack of a Pseudo-Emperor?

Shua, Lin Dong didn’t use the Fire Cloud Sword. He merely delivered a palm strike, yet it was as if it was a sharp blade that could slide open heaven and earth, arriving with a single thought.

Peng!

Ling Han’s fist landed on the tip of Lin Dong’s palm, and the two of them exchanged a head-on blow without any fancy moves.

They were done for!

The members of the Demon Ox Imperial Clan all closed their eyes. Fighting head-on with a Pseudo-Emperor was completely courting death.

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