Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4169: Hang Clan

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Yi, who are you?” A young man looked at Ling Han with an astounded expression.

Judging by the voice, it was the person who had spoken just now.

In other words, he was the shameless guy who wanted to take liberties with Hu Niu and the empress.

Xiu, Ling Han finally moved.

A crisp sound was heard, and the young man was sent flying, then fell heavily onto the ground.

‘Hmm?’

The expression of the other young man changed drastically. He had actually not seen clearly how Ling Han had moved. That was really too fast, wasn’t it?

“You actually dare to hit me?” The young man who had been sent flying quickly got back to his feet. His left cheek was very swollen, and there were also spots of blood. He looked at Ling Han balefully, and did not have the fear that he should have had when his abilities were inferior. Instead, he looked extremely fierce.

Of course, it wasn’t because he could withstand it, but rather because Ling Han hadn’t used his full strength at all.

Killed in an instant? How could it be so easy!

“Now, no matter who you are, you will pay the price for this!” the young man roared.

Pa! With a flash, he was sent flying again.

The other young man still didn’t move, but his eyes were filled with fear. That was because Ling Han’s speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn’t react at all. In other words, if Ling Han made a move on him, he would definitely be unable to parry either.

“Ah—” The first young man screamed in pain. This time, Ling Han had used a little too much force, and shattered his protective shield. Furthermore, the gravity field here was terrifyingly strong, and his physique had not cultivated to the extent that he could completely resist it, so he naturally could not help but scream in pain.

At this time, the empress and the others walked out of the simple houses.

“Damn guy!” When the first young man saw the empress and Hu Niu, especially Lin Luo, the killing intent in his eyes became even fiercer.

“Brother Xian, why aren’t you attacking yet?” he called out to his companion. F***, I called you over to help, but are you just going to watch me get beaten?

That Brother Xian’s surname was Zhou, and his name was Zhou Xian. His expression was ugly, but he had no intention of making a move at all.

The other young man was called Hang Tingyuan, and in the case of the Hang Clan, there was a Venerate Tier elite keeping watch. He was only over twenty thousand years old, and had very high hopes of becoming a Saint. The strength of the Zhou Clan was much weaker. The strongest elite in the clan was only a Spirit Transformation True Lord.

Thus, even if Zhou Xian’s natural talent was higher than Hang Tingyuan’s, and his strength was also stronger, and was even addressed as Big Brother by the latter, in truth, it was Hang Tingyuan that had the dominant position in their relationship.

Hang Tingyuan had suffered a loss at the hands of Lin Luo, so he sought Zhou Xian’s help, wanting to get his pride back. However, before the main culprit had even appeared, an even more ruthless person had come, causing Zhou Xian to completely lose his temper.

He was completely outmatched, all right? Fight my a*s!

Meanwhile, Ling Han asked Zhou Xian, “Are you going to make a move?”

“Attack! Attack!” Hang Tingyuan shouted loudly.

Yet Zhou Xian shook his head extremely resolutely. Crazy, he had no wish to seek death.

“All right, then just obediently watch from the sidelines,” Ling Han said, his tone very gentle.

However, Zhou Xian felt a chill rise up from his bones. He could hear the killing intent in these words.

Thus, he couldn’t help but say, “The ancestor of the Hang Clan is a Venerate Tier elite!”

This seemed to be a reminder, but also seemed to be a warning.

Ling Han chuckled, “In terms of background, my old man is also a Venerate Tier elite, and there is more than one.”

“You dare!” Hang Tingyuan shouted loudly. When he saw Ling Han’s eyes filled with killing intent shoot towards him, all the hair on his body stood on end. However, he had been a tyrant for a long time, and even if he felt fear now, he did not have the slightest intention of backing down. Instead, he became even more frenzied, “Kneel down immediately and beg for mercy. Otherwise, I will make sure you die a tragic death.”

Ling Han sighed, “I hate it the most when others threaten me, especially for someone like you, who doesn’t have much ability to begin with. You only know how to shout at the top of your lungs like a mad dog.”

Er, it was a good thing that the large black dog had gone out. Otherwise, he would have to be careful of being bitten by the dog at night.

Xiu, with a flash of his figure, Hang Tingyuan was once again sent flying with a slap.

Hang Tingyuan screamed repeatedly. He could no longer hold up the shield of mystical power. Under the terrifying weight of gravity, he felt as if every bone in his body was cracking, ready to break or even shatter at any moment. This finally made him feel fear, his whole body trembling.

He had encountered a ruthless character, who was completely unafraid of his background.

Now that his helper couldn’t help him at all, he hurriedly said, “I forfeit! I forfeit!”

Where there is life, there is hope. As long as he managed to escape this calamity, he would immediately return home and call for reinforcements.

Humph, how could these outsiders know how deep the power of their Hang Clan was!

Peng!

However, he felt another slap land on his face, and he was heavily sent flying.

Since he dared to tease his wife, there was nothing more to say. There was only one word for it—kill him!

Ling Han was cold, and continued to wave his palms. Pa, pa, pa! In a few moments, Hang Tingyuan was beaten to death.

“Scram!” He swept an eye over Zhou Xian, his expression incredibly cold.

Zhou Xian was so scared that he fell onto the ground, but in the next instant, he hurriedly got back to his feet, as anxious as a stray dog. He hurriedly turned around and fled.

“Haha, you haven’t changed at all,” Lin Luo said with a laugh.

Ling Han also smiled, but did not take it to heart: if it was strength, he had strength, and if it was background, he did not lack background either. What was there to be afraid of?

Oh, his wife had been teased, and someone had even come to provoke him. How could it be that he would have to swallow his anger?

“However, this matter definitely won’t end so easily,” Lin Luo continued.

“En, I’ll take things as they come.” Ling Han smiled eerily.

Merely after half a day, someone came from the Hang Clan.

It wasn’t a Venerate Tier personally arriving, nor was it Sect Master, Spirit Transformation True Lord, or even True Self Tier. Instead, it was a white-robed young man, a being of the Core Formation Tier.

At first glance, this white-robed young man looked very ordinary. His feet were bare, and he appeared very rough, but with a little more attention, one would discover that there was no mystical power shield on him.

Without the mystical power shield, he could actually resist this kind of gravity field?

This only meant one thing—this guy’s Body Art was extremely powerful, at least in the level of the Core Formation Tier.

“My name is Hang Tianqiao,” the white-robed young man said calmly. “The Hang Tingyuan that you killed is my younger brother.”

“Have you come for revenge?” Ling Han asked.

“Although my brother is unbearable, the bloodline of the Hang Clan still flows in his veins. He is not someone that can be killed just because someone says so,” Hang Tianqiao said calmly. He looked at Ling Han, and killing intent was already shooting out of his eyes, “It’s very simple. A life for a life.”

Ling Han smiled, “You guys should have done your investigations, right? You know that there are a total of three Venerate Tier elites in the Nine Suns Holy Land. Thus, you guys wouldn’t dare to be rash either. You didn’t even mobilize True Self Tier elites, but rather sent out a Core Formation Tier like you, which can be considered a fair battle. In that case, even the three Venerate Tier elites of our sect wouldn’t be able to say anything.”

There was a slight change in Hang Tianqiao’s expression. Ling Han was absolutely right. Otherwise, how could there have been such a troublesome matter? The clan would have long since sent out a True Self Tier elite to capture Ling Han and bring him back to the Hang Clan, where he would be cut into eight pieces.