Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4187: Forced



Ling Han and the others hurriedly ran for their lives. They could already see the blazing flames burning on the Saint's corpse.

In order to intimidate this super yin soul, Ling Han even summoned the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower, releasing the Heavenly Dao Flames' aura. He was sure that with the strength of Venerate Tier, he could completely sense it.

Boom!

A cold wind blew past, and a massive palm slapped over, bringing with it an aura that could sweep aside all matter.

F***, this Venerate Tier-level great yin soul knew that it could not approach, and directly launched a long-distance attack.

With such a great distance between them, the might of the attack would definitely decrease greatly, but it could not hold up to the fact that it was Venerate Tier-level. Even if the might of its attack had decreased to Sect Master Tier-level, it was still capable of easily swatting Ling Han and the others to death.

There was nothing else that could be done. Ling Han could only release the Heavenly Dao Flames again.

Boom!

Raging flames soared into the skies, and the attack that struck over was naturally incinerated.

"Run!" Ling Han shouted. He beckoned everyone to hurriedly run towards the bonfire of Saint bone.

But it was only a few breaths, and the Heavenly Dao Flames that filled the skies had completely dispersed. Hu, another giant hand struck over, and it was still fatal.

F***, Ling Han cursed internally, and once again summoned the Heavenly Dao Flames.

This time, he could only use it again.

To be honest, Ling Han really didn't want to use it. Something like a trump card was best used for intimidation, because once it was used, it would be gone. However, if he only used it as an intimidation tactic, it could be effective for many times.

The Heavenly Dao Flames soared into the sky, and as expected, dispersed the attack oncen/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

more.

Thankfully, the bonfire of Saint bone was already right in front of them.

Everyone hurriedly quickened their pace. Shua, they rushed over.

Xiu, in the skies, that Venerate Tier Yin soul descended. It did not have any facial features, but everyone could clearly sense that they were being observed by it.

It was also afraid of the flames burning on the Saint bone, so it simply stared at them and didn't attack again.

"Damn guy!" someone cursed softly behind Ling Han and the others.

"Hey, who are you insulting?" The large black dog was displeased, and he turned around to look.

Oh, this place was basically still the group that had first entered, but some people had still left. By now, there were about seven Imperial Sons here. At least, Ling Han had seen these seven people before. As for whether there were more, he did not know.

"What did you guys do to actually draw out such a monster!" Xu Jie asked coldly, his voice filled with interrogative intent.

The large black dog sneered, and said, "You're nothing but a defeated opponent, yet you still have the face to speak to Grandpa Dog?"

Xu Jie's face instantly flushed red. He very much wanted to refute these words. After all, he hadn't been defeated by a despicable dog. However, Ling Han was smiling at him from the sidelines, causing his desire to refute to instantly die at the tip of his tongue.

Thus, even if he said such words, Ling Han only had to add a few more words, and he would still be extremely passive.

Thus, it would be better not to say anything.

"Humph! Resolve your own troubles! Don't involve others!" Shi Yuanzhen chided coldly.

"What do you mean?" The little azure dragon was enraged.

It should be known that he was the son of the True Dragon, and in terms of "Imperial Second Generation", no one's status was higher than his.

"Heh, since it's you people who caused this trouble, then please leave this place," the Imperial Son, Guan Yuanming, said calmly. Although his tone was calm, his intentions were extremely vicious.

That was a Venerate Tier-level Yin soul. How could Imperial Sons like them not see through it? Yet they wanted Ling Han and the others to leave. Wasn't that equivalent to sending them to their deaths?

Ling Han and the others were all enraged. Previously, they had already been expelled once, and now they were being expelled again?

This was blatantly using someone else to do their dirty work; how depraved.

Ling Han showed a cold smirk, "You guys really think that this place belongs to you, and you can do whatever you want?"

"Hehe, I was only asking you to leave. Why are you so flustered and exasperated?" Xu Jie asked with a slight smile. At this moment, he naturally felt that everything was under control, and appeared extremely calm.

Ling Han laughed loudly, "I have a different suggestion. Why don't you guys get lost?"

"Hahaha!" Those Imperial Sons all laughed loudly. This was really a great joke.

Though you, Ling Han, are freakish, you are only a Core Formation Tier, after all. At most, you would only be slightly stronger than an Imperial Son, and furthermore, this was in a special

place like the Netherworld.

Just how many Imperial Sons did they have?

There were a total of nine of them!

Nine against one, just tell me, was there any reason not to win?

"Ling Han, your journey has been too smooth, so you are too arrogant!" Shi Yuanzhen shook

his head, "However, you will not be so lucky this time!"

Ling Han cracked a smile, "Why do I feel like the heavens are always on my side?"

"Little Han, don't waste your breath on them. Deal with them all!" The little azure dragon waved its claws, appearing very impatient.

"All right." Ling Han nodded.

The man and dragon approached the bonfire of Saint bone, both of them clasping their hands behind their backs, their aura soaring sky-high.

The large black dog stroked his beard, appearing to be quite gratified, because this was all taught by him.

"Haha, you're really courting death!" The nine Imperial Sons all walked out. This was a rare good opportunity. As long as Ling Han was forced out of the area of the Saint bone bonfire, that terrifying great Yin soul would deal with Ling Han for them. Without spilling a single drop of blood, it was an easy and enjoyable experience.

"Charge!" They all leaped, pouncing towards Ling Han and the little azure dragon.

"How many do you want?" the little azure dragon asked Ling Han in a show-off manner.

"I'll take all of them!" Ling Han laughed loudly, and was already the first to speed up, greeting Shi Yuanzhen and the others.

"F***, don't be so greedy, brat. Leave a few for Grandpa Dragon!" The little azure dragon hurriedly increased its speed as well.

Boom!

Ling Han took the lead, already exchanging blows with the nine Imperial Sons for the first

time.

A terrifying power surged. Though this was the Netherworld, and could not stimulate the Regulations, the power of the True Self Tier was still incredibly terrifying. Moreover, they were all Imperial Son-level, and their battle prowess was even stronger.

However, the nine Imperial Sons immediately looked astonished.

How was this possible?

It was a battle of nine against one, so logically speaking, they should have been able to crush Ling Han. However, after battling for a while, they discovered that Ling Han's power was far above theirs. In fact, his power had already reached a crushing level. Moreover, even though the nine of them had teamed up, they were still no match for Ling Han. It was extremely difficult for them to block his attacks.

"True Self Tier!" they exclaimed through gritted teeth. They naturally knew why Ling Han's

battle prowess had suddenly surpassed them by so much.

This incredibly freakish guy had actually broken through.

And now, everyone was battling at the same cultivation level, and as Imperial Sons, and it was

nine against one at that, they were actually still so battered and exhausted. This was

practically a slap in the face.

Imperial Son? Pei!

Ling Han was calm and unhurried. In a battle of one against nine, he still had the absolute

upper hand. At present, his mystical power and Body Art had both advanced into True Self Tier, and his power was as high as Sixth Heaven. Furthermore, his defense was invincible against Shi Yuanzhen and the others.

It could not be helped. Who asked that there was no way to draw on the Regulations of heaven and earth here? Shi Yuanzhen and the others had only grasped the Imperial Technique, yet were completely unable to use it.

The little azure dragon also unleashed its might. Its battle prowess was only slightly inferior to Ling Han's, and it could deal with at least three Imperial Sons.

To the Imperial Sons, his participation was equivalent to adding fuel to the fire. In the first

place, they were already too busy, and now, they were even more unable to deal with the

situation.

"Scram!" Ling Han was the first to grab Xu Jie. With a toss, he directly threw the latter out of the bonfire of Saint bone.