Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4512  Fruit of cultivation, Mystical Power

In the distance, Wu Yue finally steadied his footing.

He looked at Ling Han, his face filled with shock.

Though Ling Hanʼs attack was incredibly fierce, he still managed to disperse it, and did not suffer any injury. However, what shocked him was that he was actually no match for a single punch from Ling Han.

How was this possible?

Even if it was the Nine Star Sect Master of the Golden Generation, he was unafraid, and saw him as a weakling. At most, he would only have to use a few more moves, and he would definitely be able to take him down.

However, Ling Han was indeed only at the level of Sect Master.

He inhaled sharply. Firstly, Ling Han had to be a seven, eight, or even nine-star Sect Master. Secondly, the latterʼs natural talent should be comparable to Ding Shu. Otherwise, it was definitely impossible for him to have such might.

When he thought of this, a smile actually appeared at the corners of his lips, ”Just because your cultivation level is higher than mine, you think you can bully me?”

Humph, he had grasped who knew how many secret techniques!

When Ling Han heard this, his expression became strange.

F***, he was actually being falsely accused like this?

My cultivation level is higher than yours?

ʼI, a Three Star Sect Master, have a higher cultivation level than you, a Six Star Sect Master?ʼ

Was there anyone like this? If he couldnʼt defeat his opponent, he would say that his opponentʼs cultivation level was higher than his. He would not admit at all that it was actually his own strength that was inferior.

Was this narcissistic, or an illness?

Ling Han shook his head. It didnʼt matter. What was there to argue about with a dead person?

He charged out, his fighting spirit ignited and solidified.

Seeing that Ling Han didnʼt deny it, everyone gave an ʼohʼ.

No wonder this guy was so strong that even a freak like Ding Shu was dumbfounded. As it turned out, his cultivation level was much higher than Wu Yueʼs. With this conversion, perhaps his aptitude was about the same as Ding Shu, or perhaps even worse.

This was more logical. How could there be so many freaks in this world?

Even so, this was still extremely astonishing. This meant that Ling Hanʼs talent was definitely above that of the Golden Generation.

When they thought of this, the Golden Generation elites all wore ugly expressions.

Initially, they represented the strongest in the world, but now? Generation after generation of new people appeared, causing them to lose all face. Furthermore, there were also ”veterans”. All of them should have long since disappeared in the long passage of history, but now, they had crawled out again.

Becoming Emperor in this generation was so difficult!

Previously, they had said that the Golden Generation was the most likely to shatter the legend that the Imperial Clan could not possibly produce another Emperor, but looking at it now… Sigh, they were all going to fail.

This caused the Imperial Sons to burn with killing intent. Should they take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate all their opponents?

Boom!

The battle between Ling Han and Wu Yue pulled everyoneʼs thoughts back. Ling Han was still throwing punch after punch. It looked completely random and extremely casual, but its might was world-shaking.

In Wu Yueʼs case, he channeled an extremely powerful sword technique. As the sword swept past, the heavens collapsed and the earth was destroyed.

Sect Master-leve already possessed preliminary strength that could destroy the heavens and earth, what more a supreme Sect Master like him.

It could not be helped. Though Wu Yue had walked his own path, he had only taken ten steps, at most. He could deal with Golden Generation, or even Ding Shu, but faced with Ling Han, the gap was too wide.

Hence, his path was still too inexperienced, and was not strong enough to oppose Ling Han. Then, Wu Yue could only borrow the secret technique of his predecessors.

However, this was an Imperial Technique!

”Is there such an Imperial Technique?” The Imperial Sons looked at each other in confusion.

There were only so many Imperial Clans in the world. Though every Imperial Son could not possibly grasp the Imperial Techniques of the other Imperial Clans, no matter what Imperial Technique they had, they still had some understanding of it, and knew the approximate might. This way, when faced with the competition from the other Imperial Sons, they would not be flustered, and have no idea how to deal with it.

However, they had absolutely no recollection of Wu Yueʼs sword technique.

The Battle God Palace had actually mastered the Imperial Technique?

How was this possible!

They had never produced a Slaughter Emperor, and if one did not become Emperor, how could they possibly create the Imperial Technique?

Even Ling Han was slightly surprised. He had been to the Battle God Palaceʼs lair before, and he had also entered the inheritance tower before. However, he had only learnt the Saint Technique after ascending the tower. The most valuable item was the Strange Shadow Steps, but when it came to the Imperial Technique… there was absolutely no such thing.

Could it be that it was Wu Yue who had obtained this opportunity himself?

For example, Ling Han could be considered a disciple of Nine Suns Holy Land. Logically speaking, he couldnʼt possibly learn Imperial Techniques, but in truth, not only did he learn Imperial Techniques, he also possessed Imperial Scroll!

Forget about it. Who cares where he had learnt the Imperial Technique? He would just beat him to burst!

Ling Han began to strengthen his offensive. As he threw a punch, sixteen flashes of Regulations appeared faintly.

Wu Yue wasnʼt weak. He could unleash fourteen flashes of Regulations with a single strike, which was indeed slightly inferior, but not to the extent that he would be instantly defeated. The problem was, launching fourteen flashes of Regulations with a single strike was the limit of his battle prowess, and no one could maintain at their limit forever.

Thus, most of the time, Wu Yue could only blast out thirteen flashes of Regulations. It could not be helped. The soul could not possibly reach a state of perfection, so there would definitely be ripples.

However, Ling Han was different. He could unleash 16 flashes of Regulations with each strike, which was as steady as could be!

This caused everyone to grit their teeth.

How was this possible?

How could it be that your soul had reached a level of perfection?

That was impossible.

Thus, there was only one possibility, and that was Ling Hanʼs maximum battle prowess was not limited to sixteen flashes of Regulations. That was why he could maintain this kind of battle prowess all this while.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

Without two Regulations, there would be a difference of two stars in strength. In the Sect Master-level, the gap of one star was practically impossible to breach, what more when it was two stars?

If it was another opponent, Wu Yue could still rely on the Imperial Technique, and could still rely on his own outstanding performance to compensate for the gap in battle prowess of these two stars, but against Ling Han?

Sorry.

On his own path of martial arts, Ling Han had already walked too far. Even if Ding Shu, Origin, and the others were added together, they may not be able to compare to him. In terms of battle experience, f***, just how many battles had the Genesis Worldʼs Master experienced in his lifetime?

No matter how much Wu Yue struggled, he was still suppressed by Ling Han. He couldnʼt see the slightest possibility of turning the tables.

”Damn it!” Wu Yue gave a humph, his eyes sharp, exuding a strong murderous aura.

He gave a loud shout. Weng, the Dao Fruit Tree manifested from his mind, and swayed above his head. On the fruit of cultivation, six golden veined patterns emitted a terrifying aura.

Yi!

All Sect Masters discovered that his Dao Fruit Tree had uncontrollably manifested out of his mind, and was similarly swaying above his head.

This!

Hiss, what was going on?

”This person should have grasped some kind of Mystical Power that can forcibly extract his opponentʼs Dao Fruit Tree!”

”The fruit of cultivation has lost the protection of the physical body. Once it is hit, itʼll definitely be terrible.”

”However, this Mystical Power of his is a double-edged sword, and even his own Dao Fruit Tree has been taken out.”

”No, it should be that his Dao Fruit Tree possesses this kind of Mystical Power, so he can only summon it.”

Even the Imperial Sons exclaimed in shock. This Mystical Power was truly terrifying. If they faced it head-on, it was extremely possible that their fruit of cultivation would be crippled, causing their cultivation level to drop drastically.

So what if they had the Substitution Seal? His cultivation level had fallen back to the Spiritual Transformation Tier, so even if he had a few more lives, they would all be taken by a Sect Master.

”… Just look at his opponent!” One of the Imperial Sonsʼ eyes widened in shock.

What!