Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao c1-1294

by Flying Alone 孤单地飞

  Moreover, Ao Yang Ming could attack absolutely unrestrained, yet would Qi Yong Ye and the others dare to harm him? If Ao Yang Ming didn’t reveal his identity, then killing him would be nothing—no one would know, or have to worry about Winter Moon Sect’s revenge. But how many people were in the large hall now?

  Especially with Fire Country’s martial artists, they would be extremely happy to see Rain Country’s people and Winter Moon Sect come into conflict, and better yet, draw out Winter Moon Sect’s elders, wiping away Rain Country with a single hand.

  Only able to take a beating and with no way to retaliate—how would one fight a war like that?

  Ao Yang Ming sneered. He wanted Ling Han to taste betrayal and isolation, then physically attack him, making him break down completely.

  Qi Yong Ye and the others were indecisive, but Jin Wu Ji was the first to stand by Ling Han’s side, his expression resolute.

  Only with Ling Han’s great assistance was he able to get together with Jiang Fei Yan—if he betrayed Ling Han now, would he still be called a man?

  Can Ye walked over with an emotionless expression. He honored his words; a promise was like the weight of a mountain. Since he agreed to be Ling Han’s sidekick, before he could kill Ling Han with one slash, he’d never betray Ling Han.

  With the two as an example, Qi Yong Ye and the others were naturally affected; considering that they all had a great social status, Ao Yang Ming wouldn’t be so rampant as to kill them all, would he?

  With that thought in mind, they all stood by Ling Han, giving no face to Ao Yang Ming.

  Watching one after another walk to Ling Han’s side, Ao Yang Ming’s expression fell, and his eyes seemed to be about to spout fire.

  Were these people blind, rejecting a direct disciple of Winter Moon Sect and instead clinging onto Ling Han? Although Ling Han certainly was a bit weird, possessing a strong battle power, he was still an Element Gathering Tier martial artist when all was said and done.

  “Good! Good! Good!” Ao Yang Ming planned to upset Ling Han by making him feel betrayal, thinking Ling Han would lose himself, and in this way, Liu Yu Tong’s positive feelings about Ling Han would definitely drop.

  But now, the one who was humiliated was instead him.

  How could he stand this emotionally?

  “Ling Han, you’re not going to hand over what’s mine, right?” he said threateningly with murderous aura like a saber.

  “Wrong, that was money used to buy your life. Want me to hand it over? Fine, but exchange for it with your life!” Ling Han said indifferently. As a former Heaven Tier cultivator, the pride and unyieldingness in his bones was tougher than anyone else’s. Moreover, Ao Yang Ming was also a Winter Moon Sect’s disciple that could be Ao Feng’s son, so he had even more reason not to be polite.

  “How dare you!” Uncle Fu immediately yelled out with fury in his eyes, filled with murderous aura.

  This time, Ao Yang Ming did not stop him and instead placed his hands behind his back, appearing extremely pretentious.

  Uncle Fu understood, and approached Ling Han slowly step by step; his murderous aura was getting fiercer and fiercer. He intentionally tried to give Ling Han enormous pressure, attempting to make this junior collapse under the pressure.

  Qi Yong Ye involuntarily took a few steps back. Though they were on Ling Han’s side, their relationship wasn’t so good as to fight a Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivator; that was simply suicide.

  Ling Han didn’t have such intentions either. He already prepared a Swift Cloud Talisman, and at the crucial time, he was ready stick it on and run.

  “Ah…” Just when things were about to ignite, a tragic scream came from below. A dark shadow rushed into the crowd, peng, peng, peng , the nearby people were shaken like rice straws, limbs and blood splattering everywhere.

  Rong Huan Xuan’s figure appeared. He was still dragging three bronze caskets, but all three corpse soldiers were already out and on a killing spree!

  Chapter 226

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  Other than Ling Han and Ao Yang Ming, the other people didn’t know about Rong Huan Xuan’s background. Seeing that Rong Huan Xuan was actually slaughtering people in the central hall, the people there were shocked and infuriated.

  This kid dared disobey the common law of the Nine Nations, and kill people here publicly!

  Moreover, he was obviously not seeking revenge on anyone, because the three Corpse Soldiers were basically on a indiscriminate killing spree. They killed whoever they saw and ate whoever they killed, filling people with fear and disgust.

  “What the hell are these things?” Not everyone had such rich experience like Ling Han. Seeing three things that were supposed to be dead full of life and appetite, they couldn’t help but stare blankly and feel their worldview breakdown.

  “Could it be the Blood Zombies?” someone said with a trembling voice.

  The Blood Zombie was originally a myth, but if it really did appear, then it’d be completely within reason.

  As those words came out, quite a few people were frightened out of their wits.

  Back then, when the Blood Zombie came into being years ago, it almost annihilated the Nine Nations of the Desolate North, forcing the nine recluse Flower Blossom Tier cultivators to cooperate and sacrifice their lives to kill the Blood Zombie.

  …To kill it, Flower Blossom Tier cultivators had to die with it!

  What abilities and status did they have to fight against such an existence?

  “No, no!” Someone immediately saw the discrepancy. “This strongest monster is only in the Spiritual Ocean Tier, it isn’t a Blood Zombie!”

  “You’re right, it’s just in the Spiritual Ocean Tier.” Many more people saw through the three corpse soldiers’ strengths. “One in the Spiritual Ocean Tier, one in the Gushing Spring Tier, one in the Element Gathering Tier.”

  “Nothing to be afraid of!”

  The masses gradually calmed their minds. Though there were people coming and going, and ten people with the cultivation of the Spiritual Ocean Tier were present—could they not take care of it ten-on-one?

  Discovering that the corpse soldiers were nothing to be afraid of, Uncle Fu also calmed down, and swiveled his gaze back on Ling Han. A chill seeped from the corner of his lips as he said, “Junior, come kneel and beg for forgiveness before my young master. I can still plead on your behalf to spare your worthless life.”

  “Oh, if you like being someone else’s lapdog, then that’s that, yet you still act all high and mighty… I honestly don’t know from where you get that sense of superiority!” Ling Han shook his head. “I’ll just take that I saved an ingrate.”

  “Impudence!” Uncle Fu was enraged, finally deciding not to toy with Ling Han anymore and just kill him mercilessly.

  Peng, peng, peng, peng, the three corpse soldiers attacked in their direction. Under the guidance of the Silver-Armored Corpse, they completely swept everything before them. Rong Xuan Huan carried the bronze casket, following behind; it was not known why he kept carrying such a heavy thing.

  “Hahaha, let’s see where you’ll run off to now!” Rong Huan Xuan stared at Ling Han, full of murderous aura.

  What the?!

  Qi Yong Ye and the others were in cold sweat; they felt that Ling Han was too good at finding trouble.

  Just look, a Spiritual Ocean Tier had yet to be taken care of, and here came another one!

  Rong Huan Xuan swept a glance at Uncle Fu, and said coldly, “Get out of my way!”

  Uncle Fu was trembling in anger—a mere fifth level Gushing Spring Tier dared tell him to get out the way? Where did he get such confidence? He sneered and said, “Junior, you’re dead for sure!”

  Shua , the Silver-Armored Corpse’s figure flashed, and it struck at Uncle Fu with a claw, radiating an indistinct stench.

  “Corpse poison!” Uncle Fu called out in surprise. As a Winter Moon Sect disciple, his knowledge and experience was naturally above that of normal peop
le.

  “That’s right. My Silver-Armored Corpse has fourth level corpse poison. If you get tainted by it, then I promise you’ll die through and through!” Rong Huan Xuan laughed out loud.

  “Junior, there’s no hatred between us, why must we fight to the death?” Uncle Fu attacked consecutively, yet he found no way past the Silver-Armored Corpse defense. He attacked continuously, yet it didn’t dodge or evade; its body was stable like Mount Tai, and he couldn’t even disrupt its pace.

  This made his courage drop a lot, thinking about suing for peace.

  “This guy is mine!” Rong Huan Xuan pointed at Ling Han and said, his gaze filled with confusion and curiosity.

  He wanted to know how Ling Han had such a deep understanding of Thousand Corpse Sect.

  “Hmph, heterodox doctrines, everyone has the right to punish you!” Several other Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivators appeared, each with a displeased expression. They were all from the Nine Nations, and now an outsider suddenly came and slaughtered their disciples—how could they endure it?

  “Kill the user and these monsters will automatically be defeated,” a Spiritual Ocean tier said.

  “Yes!” The others all agreed.

  Rong Huan Xuan laughed loudly and said, “You’re mistaken, you’re all going to die and become my Corpse Soldiers’ food! Go, kill! Kill! Kill!”

  “Attack!” Several Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivators jumped out and launched attacks towards Rong Huan Xuan.

  This kid had the cultivation of a mere fifth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier, how could he possibly be these Spiritual Ocean Tier warriors’ opponent? He’d definitely die in one move, and when the master died, these corpse puppets would naturally meet their end too.

  Really, what an idiot!

  “Hahaha, you guys think I’m an idiot?” Rong Huan Xuan sneered, and jumped right into the bronze casket. The half-opened casket immediately closed, emitting a crisp sound.

  “Idiot!” the Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivators sneered. Could he escape disaster just by running into a casket? What a joke, they just needed to attack the casket, and Rong Huan Xuan would easily be shaken to pieces because of the powerful shock waves.

  “Die!” A Spiritual Ocean Tier attacked, swatting forward.

  A thought flashed across Ling Han’s mind; he immediately yelled out, “You mustn’t!”

  It was already too late. That Spiritual Ocean Tier’s right hand already swatted on the bronze casket… however, even if Ling Han had yelled out a bit earlier, it wouldn’t have been of any use. Who would believe a junior in the Element Gathering Tier?

  Weng , inky black thread-like lines shone on the casket and formed a strange seal. It looked like a word, but also like an image—it was quite difficult to distinguish.

  The black light flared up, and this seal flew out at a surprisingly fast speed, sinking into the Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior’s chest.

  The Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior turned around blankly with an expression of disbelief. He reached out as if to grab something, but his arm feebly drooped down.

  …On his chest was a shocking large black wound. The black was spreading quickly, apparently boasting a strong corrosive quality; soon, it corroded a transparent hole in his chest.

  Pa , the Spiritual Ocean Tier fell to the ground weakly, but the corrosion didn’t stop and continued upwards to his shoulders and head, and downwards to his legs and feet. Within just a few breaths, he was completely gone, leaving only a pile of black water behind.

  Although there were nearly ten thousand people here, when they saw the scene, they revealed horrified expressions, feeling chills throughout their body; even their jaws started to shiver.

  It was a Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivator who died in such an incomprehensible way, and so tragically.

  Ling Han sighed inwardly as he knew that these three caskets should be Thousand Corpse Sect’s largest inherited treasures, which were high-level spirit tools that would activate once attacked, shooting out black light that could instantly kill a Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivator—they were extremely terrifying.

  No wonder Rong Huan Xuan dragged the three caskets with him wherever he went.

  Chapter 227

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  “You guys go first!” Ling Han said to Qi Yong Ye and the others.

  “And you?” Liu Yu Tong asked hurriedly.

  Ling Han smiled. “I won’t go for now, but I’ll quickly catch up to you guys!”

  “Hahaha, you won’t be able to leave!” Rong Huan Xuan’s droning voice came from inside the bronze casket. “You all must die and become my Corpse Soldiers’ food!”

  Ling Han ignored him, and said, “You guys go, that way I won’t have to worry!”

  Qi Yong Ye and the rest nodded and left. They didn’t know why they believed Ling Han firmly; it was as if this boy had an ineffable charisma that made them involuntarily follow what he said.

  When they backed Ling Han, part of it was due to his charismatic personality.

  “Kill, don’t let a single one go!” Rong Huan Xuan yelled from inside the bronze casket.

  The Silver-Armored Corpse immediately cast aside Uncle Fu and stood guard at the exit, killing whoever thought to escape. It had battle power of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, even exceeding nine stars in battle prowess. While it couldn’t use any techniques, it had lethal corpse poison instead, which was even better than techniques against people who were at lower tiers—one sweep killed an entire crowd.

  “Stop it!” several Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivators yelled out. The juniors here were from their country; moreover, it involved the blood sacrifice problem. If it prompted the Blood Zombie to appear, then it truly would be a big incident. Thus, Eight Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivators fought the Silver-Armored Corpse together. “Everyone, leave the large hall immediately, and if you see other people on the way, tell them to change paths and head to other central halls!”

  With the eight people blocking the Silver-Armored Corpse, the other people finally got the chance and fled continuously out the hall.

  “Go!” Ling Han said to Liu Yu Tong.

  “If you don’t go, then I won’t go!” Liu Yu Tong clenched her teeth as she said.

  “Hmph, quite affectionate!” Ao Yang Ming sneered. “Uncle Fu, take them down!”

  “Yes, Young Master!” Uncle Fu quickly nodded and stared coldly at Ling Han, approaching step by step.

  “Time to go! Hold onto me!” Ling Han carried Hu Niu in one hand while yelling out to Liu Yu Tong.

  Liu Yu Tong’s face reddened, but she clung onto Ling Han without hesitation. Smelling his strong and manly smell, she felt her heart thump fiercely, almost jumping out from her throat.

  “Go? Where do you think you’re going?” Uncle Fu sneered. He was already blocking their way to the hall’s exit—was Ling Han still going to force his way through?

  Ling Han dashed swiftly; with only a few steps, he was already at the edge of the hall. This hall had no surrounding sidewalls, and he could jump out whichever way. Only the direction of the entrance had flights of steps, as for the other three directions… well, sorry, that’s several thousand meters height; below was the concrete plaza, and jumping down from this height led only to death.

  “Uncle Fu, bring them back!” Ao Yang Ming yelled out at once. Ling Han’s death didn’t matter, but if a beautiful woman like Liu Yu Tong were to fall and turn into a bloody mess, how unfortunate would that be?

  “This old servant understands!” Uncle Fu scuttled to the edge of the hall. He reached out with his hand, forming a massive hand made of Origin Power, grabbing at Ling Han at an incredible speed. Spiritual Ocean Tier was Spiritual Ocean Tier after all; as his hands opened up, he already reached Ling Han’s back.

  Seeing this, Liu Yu Tong grit her teeth and revealed a determined expression.

  Ling Han noticed it, and said at once, “Don’t be reckless!”

  However, Liu Yu Tong ignored him, and pushed Ling Han with both hands. Xi
u , Ling Han fell faster, and she rammed into the large hand. Ding , she unleashed her sword, and sliced at the massive hand made of Origin Power.

  The difference in strength was just too great. That massive hand clenched and Liu Yu Tong was easily captured. However, due to her action, Ling Han was already out of the massive hand’s furthest reach, so it could only roll back with Li Yu Tong in hold.

  Pa , Uncle Fu threw Liu Yu Tong offhandedly to the ground and said to Ao Yang Ming, “This old servant has failed you, please punish me, Young Master!”

  “No matter, that guy will face certain death anyways!” Ao Yang Ming scowled. He only cared for Liu Yu Tong; so what if Ling Han fell into bits? The ancient record wouldn’t break from the fall, so he could just pick it up from the corpse later.

  However, his face instantly revealed an astounded expression, because Ling Han opened up a large umbrella as he fell and the speed of his descent slowed immediately; it was as if a cotton wad was floating in the air and into the distant forest.

  Now, with this detour, even if Uncle Fu immediately chased out the hall, Ling Han would’ve already fallen into the forest. That was a natural barrier, and how would he find Ling Han after that?

  “Damn it!” he immediately hollered, but when his gaze swept pass Liu Yu Tong, a smirk appeared at the corner of his lips. With this hostage in hand, he wouldn’t have to worry about Ling Han hiding forever and not coming out!

  In the distance, Ling Han’s gaze was as if it could penetrate space, falling on Ao Yang Ming’s face.

  At this moment, a fierce killing intent was born in his heart.

  Ao Yang Ming automatically felt a chill within, but he immediately thought that with his identity, he had no need to fear this boy. Thus, he straightened his back at once.

  Ling Han mouthed a few words, and didn’t look again, falling into the forest.

  “Look, you risked your life for him, yet he didn’t even look back once more,” Ao Yang Ming said to Liu Yu Tong. This was naturally the time to drive a wedge between them.

  Liu Yu Tong was unmoved and looked deridingly at Ao Yang Ming, and said, “He’ll come save me!”