Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4176: Top elite, Yi Qianhong



Hua Youchang's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but stumble back a few steps. Only then did he regain his balance.

He couldn't help but feel shocked. His power was already at 35 Heavens, yet he was actually no match for Ling Han. Just how strong was this guy?

"Good!" Seeing this scene, the outsiders all cheered, incredibly excited.

Meanwhile, the natives remained silent. They were indeed outmatched.

Hua Youchang quickly regained his confidence. He bared his teeth, and revealed a smile. "I never thought that there would actually be people who cultivate the Body Art outside!"

Ling Han smiled faintly. Thankfully, he had also made a trip to the True Dragon Abyss, and had obtained the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Technique. Otherwise, he would only be 38 Heavens in mystical power now, and though he would still suppress Heavenly Emperor, it would not be as easily as he was doing it now.

"I'm just average," he said modestly.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Show off!" the large black dog and little azure dragon spat at the same time.

Hua Youchang was proud, and he said, "Your mystical power shouldn't be weak either. Thus, combined with Body Art, your power is superior to mine! However, in terms of a single power, you're definitely no match for me! So, I'll let you see just how terrifyingly powerful a power will be after pushing it to the pinnacle level!"

Everyone gave an 'oh'. No wonder Ling Han's power was so strong. As it turned out, he was cultivating both mystical power and Body Art.

Meanwhile, Xu Jie and the other Imperial Sons all wore ugly expressions. The requirement for Body Arts was too high, and it was extremely exhausting of resources. Thus, even with the wealth of the Imperial Clan, they could only allow one clansman to practice Body Arts at any one time.

This opportunity belonged to the Golden Generation. Though they were also Imperial Sons, they had no chance of obtaining Body Arts.

That's right. With the Imperial Clan's power, it would be no problem for them to push the Body Arts of several clansmen to the level of the Core Formation Tier at the same time. In fact, it would not be difficult for them to reach the level of Sect Master in Body Art, but the problem was, even if they reached the level of Sect Master in Body Art, what use would it be?

The requirements of the Imperial Clan were too high.

Thus, all resources were focused on a certain Imperial Son, enough to allow him to cultivate Body Art to the pinnacle level even after becoming a Saint, and truly become invincible among his peers.

Xu Jie and the others also wanted Body Arts. This could increase their battle prowess, but they could only rely on themselves to obtain resources. This naturally was far from being able to keep up with their cultivation levels. It was practically equivalent to not having cultivated Body Arts.

Now that they saw a guy that came from a humble background, who actually also cultivated Body Art, surpassing them, how could they not be envious, jealous, and hateful?

From this aspect, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Technique was truly awesome. Of course, cultivating this cultivation technique required one to have the True Dragon bloodline, and who knew how many people would be refused entry with just this requirement.

Hua Youchang's body trembled, and multiple muscles popped out. He was filled with power, and mysterious seals could vaguely be seen circulating on his skin.

He crouched down, then suddenly shot out, pouncing towards Ling Han.

Body Arts were very simple. What one cultivated was the physical body, possessing endless power and a frightening physique. There were no illusory moves like celestial techniques. Oneself was a weapon, capable of flattening everything.

Hua Youchang turned himself into a human-shaped Spirit Tool, which crashed towards Ling Han.

Simple, rough, and direct.

Ling Han smiled. He also liked this kind of battle style, as it could quickly end the battle.

He also exerted force with his feet, greeting Hua Youchang's attack.

Peng!

The two of them crashed into each other, and instantly, a mushroom-like ball of energy rose up from the ground, spreading out towards the skies and the surroundings.

This was too terrifying. This energy was filled with destructive power, and even an Imperial Son would frown at this.

Everyone hurriedly ran backwards. It was too dangerous. These two guys were both freaks. After running for a long distance, they finally stopped, and turned around to look.

With such a head-on clash, the victor would probably be decided in a few moves.

The ball of energy was slowly dispersing, and Ling Han was seen standing there completely unscathed. Meanwhile, Hua Youchang had stretched out his arms and legs, lying in the Chinese character for 'big'.

No way!

Everyone was stunned. Just now, Hua Youchang had spoken so confidently, looking like he could defeat Ling Han, but in the end? He had lost in a single collision.

He had lost, he had definitely lost. This time, he was definitely not "drunk on tea".

The natives were all as if they had lost both their parents. Their second strongest elite had actually lost, and he had lost in such a clean and decisive manner at that.

"Lord Ling is mighty!"

"Lord Ling is so domineering!"

Meanwhile, the outsiders were smug and extremely excited.

He had won, he had won!

Ling Han smiled faintly, and searched among the natives. In the end, he located a lanky man, "Yi Qianhong, do you dare battle me?"

Since he had already defeated the second elite, he would definitely go with the flow and defeat the top elite as well, to prevent others from jumping around and chattering endlessly

afterwards.

Why was he staring at that man?

Firstly, this person was in the camp of the natives, and secondly, he was also the only person who had maintained his composure all this while.

There was a 99% chance that he was the number one prodigy of the natives, Yi Qianhong.

As expected, the lanky man put down his teacup, and turned to look at Ling Han.

"Lord Yi!" Someone half-knelt.

"Lord Yi!" Even more natives half-knelt, their faces filled with reverence.

"Lord Yi, please battle!" they all called out, as if they were welcoming a god.

The corners of Ling Han's mouth twitched slightly. Why did these natives like to play this kind of trick? They would kneel down at the slightest provocation to create an atmosphere.

Yi Qianhong finally stood up. His expression was calm, and he simply looked at Ling Han.

"Er, I'm not gay, so please don't look at me with such deep affection." Ling Han waved his hand dismissively.

Anger instantly appeared on Yi Qianhong's face, and he said, "Are you seeking death?"

"Hehe, I'm already tired of hearing such words. Let's change to something more

meaningful," Ling Han said with a chuckle.

"All right, I'll oblige you!" Yi Qianhong strode towards Ling Han. Boom, all the power in his body burst forth, turning into flames that were boiling and throbbing. His aura was

astonishingly terrifying.

Even the expressions of the Imperial Sons like Zhang Fang and Imperial Daughters like Chi Menghan changed drastically at this moment.

This guy was too terrifying. His abilities were definitely heaven-defyingly powerful. "Your strength is not too bad, so I have decided to subdue you in three moves. In future, you

will become my servant!" Yi Qianhong said. He was already close enough, and shot out a

punch.

Ling Han naturally wouldn't cower, brandishing his fists in response.

Peng!

In this exchange of blows, Ling Han's figure immediately slid back. His feet scraped over the ground, forcefully creating a deep groove that was as long as over thirty meters.

It should be known that this was the Mountain Sea Heaven. The structure of the ground was incredibly sturdy, which showed how terrifying the power of Yi Qianhong's punch was.

What!

Seeing this scene, the outsiders all felt their scalps go numb. Ling Han was already so strong, yet he was still no match for Yi Qianhong. Just how strong was this guy? Meanwhile, the natives cheered to their hearts' content. This was their number one prodigy, capable of insta-killing everything in his way.

Yi Qianhong casually retracted his fist, saying, "I forgot to tell you. I also cultivated Body Art

and mystical power at the same time. Moreover, when I was at the Cauldron Forging Tier, I completed the Nine Cauldrons Fusion Cauldron in a natural desolate land. Thus, my mystical power has reached 36 Heavens, and my Body Art is also at 36 Heavens. Combined with the

two, my raw power has reached 42 Heavens!"

Hiss, everyone inhaled sharply.