Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4842: Pseudo-Emperor Pu Jingtian

After fighting for a while, Gong Yeliang couldn’t help but find it strange.

When Saints battled, the shockwaves would be able to easily destroy a star.

But he had already exchanged close to a hundred moves with that Despicable Saint, so why had this star still not exploded?

Amidst his busy schedule, he took the time to take a look.

The large black dog was exerting far too much pressure on him, so he didn’t have any spare time at all. However, he was still extremely curious at this moment.

What he saw almost scared him out of his wits.

That was because he had seen that Ling Han had only raised his hand and pressed down, and the shockwaves created by his exchange with the large black dog had been limited to a single area, and could not spread out at all.

This... this was too strong, wasn’t it?

F***!

He was about to go crazy. The Mysterious Spirit Planet had been in seclusion for millions and millions of years, and had just appeared today. It was just about to prove its Dao in the world, and become the strongest force in the world. Why had they encountered such a group of monsters?

He was panicking.

"Old geezer, didn’t you want to kill Grandpa Dog? Come on, come on!" the large black dog said despicably. Then, he turned around and faced Gong Yeliang with his behind, "Look at Grandpa Dog’s ultimate move, I’ll blind you!"

A ray of light immediately shot out from Iron underwear, indescribably dazzling.

It should be known that this was a Saintly Material, and the large black dog was a Saint, so it naturally could forge a Saint Tool.

In the first place, Saintly Material possessed powerful defenses. Thus, the large black dog only needed to forge its offensive attributes.

And because of the despicable nature of the large black dog, the only function of this Saint Tool was to emit light.

Ordinary light naturally would not have much effect on a Saint. However, it was completely different if this function was forged from Saintly Material, and forged into a Saint Tool.

Even Saints would be dazzled by such brilliance!

"Ah!" Gong Yeliang released a cry, and then rapidly retreated.

’Motherf*cker!’

Tears were streaming down his face. It wasn’t because he was in pain or grief, but simply because he felt terrible from being illuminated by the light. ṜαŊǒᛒÊ𝘚

—To be able to illuminate a Saint to the point of tears, it was clear just how blinding this light was.

Gong Yeliang was both angered and speechless. Such a good Saintly Material was actually used to forge such a function in your hands!

Just how wasteful was this?

Just how bored are you?

That’s right. He had indeed shed tears, but it did not have much effect on his battle prowess.

Have you ever seen a Saint’s battle prowess drop drastically just because he was crying?

There was none!

Thus, the fact that this Saint Tool had been deliberately forged, illuminating others to the point of tearing up, was completely aiming to disgust others.

"Despicable, despicable dog!" Gong Yeliang trembled in fury. Such a Saint? Pei!

The large black dog laughed loudly, "As expected of Grandpa Dog, forging the strongest Saint Tool in the world!"

It continued to sway its behind. Xiu, xiu, xiu! Multiple streaks of blinding light shot out.

Could there be a second person in this world that had such a battle style?

Even Ling Han and the others couldn’t bear to look at it. They felt as if their worldview had been dragged down another level.

Ling Han couldn’t help but think. Previously, he had asked the large black dog about how far it could lower its bottom line.

This was Old Black’s answer!

Ling Han placed a hand on his forehead. On the path of despicableness, the large black dog had already left them in the dust. No one could catch up to him, and there was no sign of him turning back at all.

On the other side, Gong Yeliang was also about to throw up blood.

Though he was a Three Star Saint, he was still considerably inferior to the large black dog. Furthermore, he was now so infuriated that he had lost his sense of propriety. His battle prowess had naturally been weakened further, and it was even more impossible that he would be a match for the large black dog.

"Despicable, despicable dog, this Saint is going to kill you, kill you!" His fury surged, and finally, he could no longer bear it. Pu, he spluttered out a mouthful of blood, and directly collapsed to the ground, facing upwards.

The large black dog stopped attacking, and he raised his head to look at the sky. His head was at a 45-degree angle, and his paws were clasped behind his back. There was a desolate expression on his face, and he said, "Who else could infuriate a Saint to the point of vomiting blood and passing out? Counting the heroes of the past and present, who else could it be but Grandpa Dog?"

This... was too shameless!

However, upon further thought, only the large black dog had managed to incite a Saint to the point of vomiting blood and fainting.

"You’re despicable enough!" Ling Han said sincerely.

He was almost omnipotent, but in this aspect, he was indeed admitting defeat.

"Despicable Saint, true to his name." The little azure dragon also sighed in admiration.

"Ang." The pervert pig also nodded.

"In future, you should stay away from Old Sun." The corners of Brother Monkey’s mouth also twitched, as if he was very wary of the large black dog.

Being able to make the fearless line of the Battle Saint shiver in fear, Old Black really had not lived this life for nothing.

The large black dog shook his head sheepishly. Why did everyone in the world not understand him?

It should be known that it was easy to be despicable for one moment, but difficult to be despicable for a whole lifetime.

Was it easy?

The seven people from Mysterious Spirit Planet all felt their hands and feet go cold. They could not believe their eyes at all.

Their Saint... had actually been killed!

No, no, no, no, he hadn’t died. However, if the large black dog followed up with another strike, it was guaranteed that Gong Yeliang would immediately die.

Thus, the large black dog was completely capable of killing Gong Yeliang.

It should be known that that monkey was also a Saint.

There were actually two Saints standing guard on a small planet in a remote and desolate place.

This, this, this, this, if it wasn’t for the fact that they still had Lord Pseudo-Emperor, they would really be country bumpkins.

Weng, right at this moment, a terrifying aura swept out.

Instantly, Gong Yeliang was startled awake.

"Lord!" He half-knelt, feeling ashamed and unable to show his face.

"It is not your fault. You may rise." A voice filled with authority rang out.

"Thank you, Lord!" Gong Yeliang’s expression was filled with gratitude.

"Lord!" The other seven people from Mysterious Spirit Planet also wore fanatical expressions.

It didn’t matter. Even if you have ten Saints, so what? They have a Pseudo-Emperor.

With the word ’Emperor’, he could insta-kill all Saints.

A golden pathway stretched over from the planet in the distance. Then, a man in a golden embroidered robes stood proudly, appearing in front of everyone.

He looked to be in his thirties, tall and sturdy, exuding an indescribably majestic aura.

Pseudo-Emperor, Pu Jingtian.

He stood, arms crossed behind his back. As his eyes swept over them, it was as if he could look directly into the hearts of others. There was no secret that could be concealed.

"Who killed my descendant?" he asked calmly. It was clearly a very casual question, yet it seemed like a supreme decree, making one want to kneel down and answer.

However, who were the people on the Four Origin Planet?

How many Pseudo-Emperors have they seen?

Moreover, Ling Han possessed the battle prowess of a Great Emperor.

Thus, none of them showed any reaction to Pu Jingtian’s aura, and had no interest to pay him any attention.

This!

A Pseudo-Emperor had spoken, and was actually completely ignored?

The seven people from the Mysterious Spirit Planet were all furious, "How dare you all, to actually dare show disrespect to our Lord!"

"You should be executed!"

"Being torn into ten thousand pieces, and having your whole clan executed would not be enough to offset your crime!"

Meanwhile, Pu Jingtian raised his hand, and instantly, those seven people fell silent.

His eyes focused on Ling Han. Instinct told him that this was everyone’s center.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Ling Han shook his head, and said with a smile, "This is the best era, and also the worst era."

’F*ck! You are not answering my question!’

Pu Jingtian stared at Ling Han, and after a long while, he finally asked solemnly, "A Pseudo-Emperor?"

F***, even with his calm temperament, he couldn’t help but complain.

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