Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3953: Ling Han moves



Zhongsun Tiankun strode towards Lu Yongchang. Boom, he did not restrain his aura at all, which turned into raging waves.

Even at such a far distance, Ling Han could still clearly sense just how powerful this aura was. It made his hair stand on end.

Strong, he was really strong.

Ling Han made a comparison. Zhongsun Tiankun's battle prowess was at least Fifteenth Heaven, or even stronger.

As expected, a martial artist like Feng Shaolin who had reached consummate level of Core Formation Tier could not be considered the strongest battle prowess of a martial artist in Core Formation Tier at all. For example, Zhongsun Tiankun easily reached Fifteenth Heaven, and this should not be his strongest battle prowess yet.

"Interesting," Lu Yongchang stated calmly. He had finally gotten serious. Boom, a terrifying aura surged out of his body, like a wide river, like a great river, rolling out like the tides.

Boom! Their auras collided, and it could actually be seen that their auras had solidified. One was black, while the other was white, and they were fiercely resisting each other.

It was hard to determine the victor.

"Interesting, truly interesting." Lu Yongchang nodded. "After all, he's the number one elite in the Core Formation Tier of North Heavenly Realm. I can't underestimate him too much. Fine, then I'll have to show some of my abilities."

He let out a battle cry, and his aura actually increased greatly in an inconceivable manner. Zhongsun Tiankun's expression changed drastically. Though aura could not completely represent battle prowess, it could indeed explain a great many things.

In terms of aura, he was being suppressed by his opponent.

"Heavenly Wind Palm!" Zhongsun Tiankun took the initiative to attack, his aura having been suppressed. If he still did not regain the initiative, he would be completely suppressed by his opponent.

"Heh, Saint Technique from the very beginning. You're really going all out," Lu Yongchang said calmly. He also used a Saint Technique, clashing with Zhongsun Tiankun. In terms of aura, he was not the slightest bit inferior.

Boom!

The two top-notch prodigies exchanged blows, incredibly intense.

After a short while, the expressions of those Venerate Tier elites from the North Heavenly Realm became solemn. With their insight, they naturally could see clearly that Zhongsun Tiankun had already fallen into a disadvantage, and going by the progress of things, he would be defeated in less than a hundred moves.

If the person who had the greatest chance of winning was about to lose, who else would be able to defeat these three people from the West Heavenly Realm?

It should be known that these three people in fact weren't the top of three cultivation levels of the West Heavenly Realm. However, they could still completely defeat the North Heavenly Realm. This was a great humiliation.

Zhongsun Tiankun clearly knew that he was in a disadvantageous position. He channelled powerful secret techniques one after another, wanting to turn the tables, but it was completely useless.

Lu Yongchang continued to control the situation on the field, and slowly turned his advantage into victory.

After a hundred moves, Zhongsun Tiankun was defeated.

He was only a little bit weaker than Lu Yongchang, but for such elites, this little bit of gap was completely enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

There was no excuse for this loss. He was completely inferior in terms of abilities.

"So this is the number one elite of the Core Formation Tier of North Heavenly Realm?" Lu Yongchang shook his head, "And here I thought there was something impressive about him. He's only so-so."

These words were too much. He had only won by a small margin, and had not crushed his opponent completely. But who asked him to win?

Moreover, the number one elite of the North Heavenly Realm was defeated by one who was ranked fourth, so what excuse was there left to make?

All of a sudden, the morale on the side of the North Heavenly Realm dropped drastically.

Even Zhongsun Tiankun had lost, so who else could win back some face for the North Heavenly Realm?

"Haha, Nine Mountains, Changfeng, Guxue..." Extreme Frost Venerate extended a finger and pointed at the various big shots, then shook his head, "Ai, the North Heavenly Realm is still so weak. To think that I had your best interests, and only brought Yongning and the others. If it was those top elites of Foundation Building Tier, Cauldron Forging Tier of our West Heavenly Realm, would your juniors here be able to block even one move?"

This mockery was practically attracting animosity from all corners of the world.

Nine Mountains Venerate and the other elites all wore ugly expressions. However, what could they do when their skills were inferior?

Since ten million years ago, the North Heavenly Realm's fortune was completely outmatched by the other great Heavenly Realms, and could not produce any supreme prodigies. The number of their top grade elites were also fewer. and lower in quality. This was a fact.

If they attacked together, they could kill Extreme Frost Venerate, of course, but this was a battle between two great Heavenly Realms, so what meaning was there for them to win with

numbers?

They definitely had to win fair and square.

"Sigh, looks like no one can win this Divine Source." Extreme Frost Venerate shook his head,

his eyes sweeping over everyone, filled with mockery.

This was indeed the truth. He had come to ridicule the entire North Heavenly Realm.

The Venerate Tier elites were all clenching their fists, extremely furious.

"Haoyue, do you have the confidence to defeat Luo Ziyun?"

"Ziqing, if you battle with Ni Wenbai, do you have a chance of winning?"

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The elders were all secretly communicating with their clansmen or sects' proud disciples through divine sense, but those prodigies all shook their heads slightly. They were indeed elites in the North Heavenly Realm, but in front of prodigies on the level of Luo Ziyun and Ni Wenbai, they were completely inadequate.

There was even less need to mention Lu Yongchang. Even Zhongsun Tiankun had lost, so there was naturally no one that could match him in the North Heavenly Realm.

The more time passed, the more awkward the atmosphere became.

Ling Han sighed. These big shots were really stingy. He had initially wanted to see if any Venerate Tier would increase the stakes, and say that whoever won would be rewarded, but

actually, not one of them spoke up.

Forget it, then he'll just win a bottle of Divine Source.

With a leap, he had already arrived on the tournament stage. His opponent was naturally Ni

Wenbai.

Ling Han finally made his move.

Song Lan, Prosperous Heaven, Nangong Hao and the others were all filled with anticipation. They had all advanced into the level of Core Formation Tier, so it was impossible for them to battle against Ni Wenbai. Moreover, compared to Lu Yongchang, their cultivation levels were far too inferior, so they could only feel anxious.

"Who are you?" Ni Wenbai asked, his tone casual.

"The person who will defeat you," Ling Han said calmly.

"Haha, those people said that before, but what happened?" Ni Wenbai shook his head, appearing extremely disdainful.

Ling Han cracked a smile, "I am very strong."

"It's useless." This time, Ni Wenbai did not shake his head. Instead, he wagged a finger, "In

front of me, any prodigy would show their true colors. They are only slightly stronger than

ordinary people."

Ling Han clicked his tongue, and said, "Indeed, I've already experienced your verbal prowess.

I'm ashamed of my inferiority."

"Hehe, the fact that you can talk to me for so long is already enough for you to boast about for your whole life," Ni Wenbai said coldly. He sent out a palm strike towards Ling Han.

How could such a minor character be qualified to stand in front of him?

Ling Han smiled faintly, and tapped out a finger.

Pu, Ni Wenbai's attack was instantly annihilated, and Ling Han's finger force swept over, pushing Ni Wenbai backwards. He forcefully retreated to the side of the tournament stage, and only then did he manage to forcefully stop himself.

Instantly, the whole area fell silent.

This was too exaggerated, wasn't it? Who didn't know Ni Wenbai's strength? However, Ling

Han had merely flicked out a finger, and not only had it dispersed his attack, it had even sent him flying to the side of the tournament stage. This was practically exaggerated to the

extreme.

However, after a moment of shock, everyone became excited.

This, there was hope of victory.

Nine Mountains Venerate and the other elites were also energized. They could finally hold

their heads high.