Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3998: Wang En



Yi, why had this person chased over? Furthermore, he looked like he had come aggressively. Ling Han stopped in his tracks, and asked calmly, "What can I do for you?"

"I saw it. You took something from the stone pillar. Now, hand it over." Wang En placed his hands behind his back, looking calm as if he was confident that he could defeat Ling Han. The sorry state he had been in when he had fled in a panic was completely gone.

Ling Han couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself. "Why should I give you something I obtained?"

"Because I am stronger than you," Wang En said, his expression matter-of-fact.

Ling Han shook his head, "You are strong? Just now, who was the one that was no match for the Yin soul, and fled without regard for his companions?"

Wang En's expression instantly changed. Because he was a spiritual body, he had not only changed his face, but also his entire body.

To him, this was a great stain. He had actually used his companions to hold back the enemy while he himself escaped. Though those companions were not much better as they too immediately fled.

However, it could not be denied that he was the first to flee.

He could do it, but he definitely would not allow others to say it, and definitely could not say it right in front of him.

"You're truly seeking death!" Wang En said coldly. His killing intent was already blazing. Ling Han was completely unconcerned, and said calmly, "I'm not an indignant youth, and can't be bothered to deal with people like you screwing over each other, but if you insist on being greedy and provoke me, I can only spend some effort to blast you into smithereens." "Hahaha!" Wang En laughed loudly. This was really the biggest joke in the world. He was a late stage cultivator of the Core Formation Tier, and he had been killing Yin souls all these days. The strength of his soul had already reached the consummate level of the Core Formation Tier, which was incredibly powerful.

A mere cultivator in the early stage of the Core Formation Tier actually dared to say that he wanted to kill him? Wasn't this a joke?

Even if Ling Han's killing efficiency was the same as his, the strength of Ling Han's soul would only reach the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier at most, so how could it possibly compare to his?

"Alright, since you're so arrogant, I'll oblige you." Wang En charged over, delivering a palm strike at Ling Han. Only when it was about to hit Ling Han did his palm light up. A fiery flame was burning, wanting to directly burn Ling Han's soul into ashes.

Ling Han brandished his fists in response, and the Heavenly Dao Flames ignited, fighting fire with fire.

Peng!

The two of them exchanged a blow, and Wang En was immediately sent flying.

How could a consummate level Core Formation Tier cultivator compare to a True Self Tier cultivator?

"What?!" Wang En's expression changed again, but this time, it wasn't due to embarrassment and anger, but due to shock. How could this brat be so terrifying? Wasn't he at the early stage of Core Formation Tier? How could his soul be so powerful, reaching the level of the True Self Tier?

Could it be that he was the heir of the Imperial Clan, and had nurtured his soul with natural treasures since childhood, which was why the strength of his soul had surpassed his true cultivation level by a whole level?

He couldn't help but feel shocked. The words 'Imperial Clan' were like mountains. No matter how prodigious you were, you would still be suppressed to the point of being unable to raise your head in front of these two words.

Unless you could become an Ancestral King, you would only be able to be polite to the Imperial Clan forever. Even if you became a Saint, you would not be able to do as you liked in front of the Imperial Clan.

However, the problem now was not whether he was from an Imperial Clan or not, but rather that his opponent was too strong, and he was completely no match for him.

Run.

He turned around and immediately fled.

This time, he had really kicked an iron plate. He could not have imagined that a Core Formation early stage cultivator would actually possess the spiritual strength of a True Self Tier.

No, he had to kill more Yin souls and increase his own Spiritual Power. Then, he would kill this person with a Spiritual Tool.

Once his soul was destroyed, no one would know that he had offended the Imperial Clan.

However, he had only taken two steps, when he shockingly discovered that Ling Han was already closing in on him.

His speed was not as fast as Ling Han.

This was natural. Neither of them could cast the movement technique, so it must be whoever had a stronger soul, and whose speed would be faster.

Wang En gritted his teeth, and his head actually cracked open. Then, a green long sword

appeared.

The moment this sword appeared, Ling Han immediately felt a coldness, which was very similar to the feeling that the Dark Frost Iron gave him.

Yi, was this also a Spirit Tool that was specifically targeted at souls?

Hold on, how had he brought it in?

"I have a Soul Tool in hand. If you continue to be so overbearing, we can simply destroy each other indiscriminately," Wang En said. His sword in hand, he did not attack.

This was a Soul Tool?

Ling Han nodded internally. If it was not a soul, how could it possibly be brought into the Netherworld?

Looks like the heirs of these great clans and forces really had deep roots. It was clear that they were completely unaware that they had entered into the Netherworld this time, but they had indeed prepared a Soul Tool. This was the strength of their background.

Ling Han smiled and said, "Then I have to thank you for gifting me treasures!"

'What?'

Wang En faltered for a moment before becoming furious.

Just how much did he look down on him? Did he think that even if he had a Soul Tool, it would

only be for show? That he would simply surrender the treasure to him?

"You are really arrogant!" Wang En said through gritted teeth.

"I'm just telling the truth." Ling Han moved, approaching Wang En.

"You're seeking death!" Wang En slashed down with his sword.

This was a Soul Tool. If it was used in the Living Realm, its might would be too weak, because

it could only target the soul. Moreover, whose soul wasn't in the mind and protected by then/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

physical body? It couldn't possibly be wounded by a Soul Tool.

But in the Netherworld, this was completely a deadly weapon.

Shua, the sword slashed over, its cold light blazing.

Ling Han wrapped the Destructive Energy around his fist, and then greeted the attack.

When Wang En saw this, he couldn't help but feel both happy and furious.

How much did they look down on him for daring to use his bare fists to parry the attacks of the Soul Tool? How could he not be enraged? However, this was also his opponent seeking death. This strike would at least slice off one fifth of his soul, causing the strength of his soul to drop

from the True Self Tier.

Peng!

His fist met the soul sword, but a jaw-dropping scene appeared. The sword was actually

blocked.

"What!" Wang En called out, the ripples in his soul boiling.

He was really going to be scared to death. How was this possible? A soul was facing a Soul

Tool head-on?

No, that black-coloured energy.

Wang En saw very clearly. It was precisely because of this layer of black energy that Ling Han's

fist managed to block the sharpness of his sword.

Hiss, what kind of high-level energy was this, that it could actually block a Soul Tool?

Ling Han smiled calmly, "I have already said. You are only delivering treasures to me."

Wang En gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled his sword back. Then, he slashed at Ling Han

again.

Ling Han merely smiled, and brandished his fists in response. Peng, peng, peng! Wrapped in Destructive Energy, he was completely capable of taking on a Soul Tool by himself.

The strength of his soul was completely superior to Wang En's, and the latter's Soul Tool couldn't take effect, so Wang En naturally could only passively take a beating.

The spiritual attack.

Weng, a shockwave surged towards Wang En. In the present situation, how could Wang En possibly be able to dodge? Instantly, he was hit, and the entire soul body froze.

In the first place, he was at a disadvantage, so how could he afford to have such a mistake

happen? Peng!

Ling Han shot out a punch, and used Destructive Energy to directly obliterate the other's

spiritual body.

Wang En only had time to release a short scream of pain before completely dispersing, but there was still his unwilling resentment in the air.

A prodigy in the late stage of Core Formation Tier actually died in the hands of a cultivator in the early stage of the Core Formation Tier. Anyone would be dissatisfied if it was them.