Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Lin Xuan fled.

Ling Han smirked coldly, and set off in hot pursuit.

“Lin Xuan, have you ever thought that this day would come for you?” he said through divine sense.

Lin Xuan’s face flushed red, and killing intent surged from his body. However, he had to forcefully suppress this urge.

This was a great humiliation. This was really a great humiliation. He was a dignified Golden Generation, and had the potential to be number one, yet was actually being hunted down by a nameless nobody. How could he accept this?

In his eyes, no matter what accomplishments Ling Han had achieved, he was only an ant.

It could not be helped. This was the pride of the Imperial Clan.

But now, this pride had been mercilessly shattered.

“If you don’t use underhanded techniques, killing you will only be the matter of a single move!” he retorted through divine sense.

Ling Han couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “Lin Xuan, you, a Fourth Extreme cultivator, can bring yourself to say such words to me, a Minor Advanced Tier cultivator?”

‘Nonsense, you already have the advantage of a major tier and a great many minor levels. If you still can’t win in a head-on battle, then why don’t you quickly find a rope to hang yourself with?’

Lin Xuan merely sneered, “When I recover from my injuries, that will be the day of your death!”

He made up his mind. Once he recovered his abilities, he would kill Ling Han at all costs.

This was to wash away the humiliation, and definitely could not let a third person know about today’s matter. On the other hand, it was also for the sake of the Pseudo-Imperial Weapon. Though it was far from being powerful, but it represented the fortune of heaven and earth.

The heavens favoured him, and he was destined to become Emperor!

“You won’t be able to wait until this day!” Ling Han also said coldly. Lin Xuan wanted to kill him, so how could he not want to kill him?

Xiu, the two of them used their movement techniques to the extreme, and streaked through the skies at an incredibly fast speed.

In terms of movement technique speed, Lin Xuan was originally not inferior to Ling Han. After all, he was a Venerate Tier and added with an Imperial Technique, this was comparable to Phoenix Wings Divine Flight. But the problem now was that his strength had declined, which greatly affected his speed.

To his shock, he discovered that Ling Han was slowly catching up to him.

If he was caught up, his injuries would become more and more serious as they continued to battle. His battle prowess would also decline further, and in the end, he would no longer be a match for Ling Han.

Then next year, today would really be the day of his death anniversary.

Anxiety gripped at his heart, and he increased his speed as much as possible. At the same time, he tried his best to search, wanting to use the terrain to throw him off his tail.

However, this was a flat stretch of land, and there was no place to hide at all, causing him to lose all hope.

Behind him, Ling Han was getting closer and closer.

“Lin Xuan, go all out in battle. At the very least, you can die with some dignity.” Ling Han shot out a punch. He had already used the Han Fists, Regulations glowed, Destructive Energy blazed. He had obtained the sixth corner of the Destructive Energy Spirit Diagram, and the destructive power of Destructive Energy had increased to another level.

They were too close, so Lin Xuan had no choice but to turn around to parry. Peng, with just one punch, he was sent flying.

What!

Lin Xuan’s expression changed drastically again. His battle prowess had clearly decreased just a little, so why had he fallen into such a disadvantage in this exchange?

Moreover, his protective mystical power was rapidly being destroyed. A terrifying energy surged over, causing him serious injury.

What kind of high-level energy was this? It was as if he had been directly struck by an Imperial Weapon, and it was indestructible.

Hiss, what kind of monster was this?

“You’ve already walked your own path!” Lin Xuan was shocked, his eyes popping out of his head, filled with envy and jealousy.

To become Emperor, one would definitely have to walk their own path, but these words were really easy to say. If one really wanted to do it, it would be as difficult as ascending the heavens!

Ordinarily speaking, the Great Emperors of the past would only begin to walk their own paths when they had reached the consummate level of Venerate Tier. By the time they reached the level of Saint, this path would become even clearer, and they would eventually reach the end, where they would become Emperor.

Even for someone as freakish as him, he still had absolutely no idea how to take that first step.

However… this guy in front of him, who was only at the level of Sect Master, had done it.

He was only One Star!

No, looking at the completion rate of this fist technique, it was definitely not something that had just been cultivated!

Heavens, could it be that Ling Han had already started to walk his own path when he was in the Spirit Transformation Tier?

Lin Xuan was speechless with shock. He had already overestimated Ling Han, but only now did he know that his understanding of Ling Han was only the tip of the iceberg. This person had too many secrets.

He turned around and started to run.

In terms of battle prowess, he was already no match for Ling Han. Thus, the only thing he could do was flee. As long as he could throw Ling Han off his tail, and when his injuries recovered, he would still be able to crush Ling Han. Furthermore, this kind of battle prowess suppression could still be maintained for a very long time.

As long as, as long as he could escape!

However, Ling Han had already caught up to him, and didn’t give him any chance at all. Under the barrage of punches, he was tired of parrying.

The destructive power of Han Fists was already terrifying to begin with, what more when it was boosted with the Destructive Energy. If a Great Emperor at the same cultivation level stood in front of Ling Han, he would probably be beaten to burst.

“Ah!” Lin Xuan roared. He was unwilling to accept this.

His true strength was enough to overwhelm Ling Han, and once he killed Ling Han, the latter’s fortune would all belong to him.

Phoenix Wings Divine Flight, Pseudo-Imperial Weapon… These were all items that he was extremely envious of. Obtaining one would allow him to leave the rest of the Golden Generation behind in the dust, and there was no other that could match him. But now, he was like a stray dog.

He felt sullen. He was really unwilling to accept this.

“Hoho, unreconciled?” Ling Han smirked coldly, “In the past, you relied on the fact that your cultivation level was higher than mine, and bullied me whenever you wanted to. Have you ever thought about whether I am willing or not? Just how much anger have I been holding back?”

“And now, I’ll return them all to you!”

Peng, peng, peng! Han Fists waved furiously, and though Lin Xuan managed to just barely disperse them, he was still scraped by the aftermath of the strikes. Just how terrifying was Destructive Energy? It immediately caused his injuries to worsen.

His expression twisted, and he cursed, “You are merely a lowly commoner. How can you compare to me?”

“I am a Golden Generation, and I am the strongest Imperial Son!”

Boom!

What answered him was Ling Han’s powerful and fierce punch.

Lin Xuan was instantly sent flying, his body slanting as he crashed several dozen km away. Only then did his momentum finally run out, and he landed with a bang.

“Yi?” A surprised voice rang out.

Lin Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and forcibly raised his head, only to see a person standing in front of him.

Yang Yihuan.

He couldn’t help but feel as if he had found his savior. Hurriedly, he exclaimed, “Friend Yang, save me!”

What pride? He couldn’t care less; he didn’t want it anymore!

At present, he only wanted to live. As long as he could live on, he would have a chance for revenge, and as long as he killed Ling Han, he had a 99% chance of becoming Emperor, and once he became Emperor, would the world dare to slander him?

Yang Yihuan raised his head, only to see that Ling Han had already caught up. A look of confusion appeared on his face, and he was even more stunned. Since when had Ling Han become so powerful? He could even defeat a Venerate Tier elite?

Ling Han stopped, and his eyes focused on Yang Yihuan. He asked calmly, “Brother Yang, do you want to interfere?”

Yang Yihuan spread his hands and said, “I’m not familiar with this Brother Lin, so why should I interfere?”

Lin Xuan instantly felt his vision darken, and almost fainted.

He hurriedly said, “Yang Yihuan, I am the descendant of Fire Cloud Ancestral King, and if you save me, the rewards will be incredibly generous! Furthermore, from now onwards, the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan will become your backer, and no one in this world would dare to offend you!”

Ling Han was extremely curious as he looked at Yang Yihuan. He wanted to see if Yang Yihuan would be moved.

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