Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4383  A visitor from the demonic mist

The demonic mist boiled, but only after a while, it returned to calm.

It wasnʼt long before the Nine Mountains Saint contacted Ling Han and the others. The four of them reunited.

”Old man!” When the three of them saw the Nine Mountains Saint, they were all stunned.

This was because there were several black palm marks on the Nine Mountains Saintʼs exposed skin. His clothes were also torn and tattered, and he appeared especially disheveled.

”Itʼs fine,” the Nine Mountains Saint said with a wave of his hand. ”I fought a few times with the being in the demonic mist, yet I wasnʼt wounded.”

The old man had said that when they arrived at the central area of the demonic mist, there was actually a silver mountain there. However, they could not enter the mountain, because there were a great number of black shadows there, and they all had Saint-level battle prowess.

It didnʼt matter if there were one or two, but the scale was tens of millions, so how could they withstand it?

The Saints also teamed up, but in the demonic mist, even the Imperial Weapons were greatly affected, unable to unleash their full might. Furthermore, those black shadows were undying, and as soon as they were dispersed, they merged into the demonic mist, reappearing in the blink of an eye.

How could this be tolerated?

Thus, the Saints could only give up their plans of seizing the Saintly medicine, and retreat out of the area of the demonic mist.

Was this scene especially familiar?

Thatʼs right. It was completely the same as the Yin River and sea of blood.. There were a great many corpses of Saints or Saint Tier-level battle prowess within, and they could not be killed no matter what.

Hiss, in the demonic mist, could it be that there was another Pseudo-Emperor in the silver mountain?

It was also because of this consideration that all the Saints retreated without hesitation. If they really attracted the attention of a Pseudo-Emperor, they would probably become corpses, and remain inside forever.

However, the various great Imperial Clans had all suffered losses before. What if there really was a Pseudo-Emperor here, who, like the Yin River Master and the like, supported Yin souls?

If they left it unattended, it would definitely become a great calamity in future.

Hence, some people suggested that they seek out Buddha Doga, and have him be the main force. Coupled with Saints and Imperial Weapons like them, it should not be a problem for them to raze this place to the ground.

However, where were they supposed to find Buddha Doga?

After the battle of the Mountain Sea Heaven, the whereabouts of the Buddha Doga were unknown. Furthermore, as a dignified Pseudo-Emperor, if he did not want to be found, who would be able to discover his whereabouts?

There were also suggestions that if they couldnʼt find Buddha Doga, they could set up a Great Emperor-level killing formation here. In that way, even if you were a Pseudo-Emperor, so what? Could it be that it could resist the Great Emperor killing formation?

Of course, to set up such a great formation, not only would it take a very, very long time, it would also require an astonishing amount of natural treasures. It would definitely need the combined efforts of the various Imperial Clans to bear the burden together. Otherwise, no specific Imperial Clan could possibly possess such wealth.

Thus, after this suggestion was made, none of the Imperial Clans responded at the first instant.

If they agreed, that would be a huge loss.

However, the brutal battle of the Mountain Sea Heaven was still vivid in everyoneʼs minds. If another Pseudo-Emperor appeared, the world would really be in chaos.

Thus, after some discussion, all the Imperial Clans agreed.

Next, it would be wrangling. Which clan was in charge of producing the ingredients, and every Imperial Clan wanted their own clan to contribute less. Thus, this naturally would take a lot of time and last longer.

But just as the Imperial Clans were wrangling, an old man suddenly walked out of the demonic mist.

This old man was dressed in a long grey robe. One look and one could tell that he was the type to serve others, but no one dared to underestimate him.

That was because he was shockingly a Saint!

A Saint… was actually a servant?

Hiss, everyone was shocked.

They had not guessed wrongly. Was there really a Pseudo-Emperor here? Otherwise, even a Nine-Star Saint would not be qualified to have a One-Star Saint become his servant.

All of a sudden, all the Saints present walked out.

”Dare I ask how I should address you, friend?” The Black Flames Saint was the first to speak.

”This old manʼs surname is Yue, and as for my name, itʼs been too long since I last used it. This old man has also forgotten,” the grey-robed old man said calmly.

Hehe, who would forget their name because it had not been used for too long?

The Saints naturally didnʼt believe him. However, names didnʼt matter. This was only a code name.

”Friend Yue, have you come from that silver mountain inside?” the Divine Fluid Saint asked.

Saint Yue nodded, ”My Master has said that he bears no malice towards all of you, so there is no need for all of you to be so nervous. Additionally, even if all of you really want to lay out some Great Emperor killing formation, it would not be able to withstand a single blow from my Master.”

The first few words caused all the Saints to feel proud. So what if you are a Pseudo-Empero? Knowing that the Great Emperor killing formation would trap you to death, you immediately sent someone out to express goodwill, but the last few words caused their expressions to darken.

The Great Emperor killing formation was also unable to withstand a single blow?

What kind of arrogant words were these?

You are only a Pseudo-Emperor, and not a real Great Emperor.

However, since he already knew of their plans, wanting to complete the arrangements right under the nose of a Pseudo-Emperor, the chances of success were pitifully small — how could it be that this Pseudo-Emperor would watch just them set up the formations?

And when the Pseudo-Emperor appeared, who in the world could stop him?

But why had this powerful existence not appeared?

Not only him, but the Lord of the Blood Sea and the Lord of the Yin River also did the same. This meant that they could not possibly appear casually, or they would definitely have to pay a huge price.

With such thoughts, the Saints were naturally filled with courage.

The Saint Yue saw the reactions of the Saints, and he smiled faintly, ”I have another mission for this trip, and that is to escort Young Master into the world, and meet the younger generation of the present era.”

The demonic mist surged, and a young man strode out. He was dressed in a dark golden Battle Armor, and Regulations were interwoven all over his body. With a step, hong, it was as if the heavens and earth were trembling.

Everyone could clearly see that the young manʼs Battle Armor was actually already damaged, and it was also covered with spots of blood. Obviously, he had experienced countless battles.

”Spiritual Transformation Tier,” a Saint replied. However, there was a strange look in his eyes, and this was because he felt as if this young man possessed a ferocious beast inside his body. Once it exploded, it would definitely be extremely terrifying.

Ling Han was also looking at this young man. He had a strange feeling. This young man looked young, yet had a feeling of having experienced vicissitudes. This was a contradiction, but it was very harmonious with this young man.

He couldnʼt help but think of the little azure dragon and the little red bird. These two guys were actually a little ”old-fashioned”, because they had been sealed by the Primordial Source Clay while they were still yet to be born, and an incredibly long time had passed.

Though in this state, their lifespans were practically not decreased, in truth, they had indeed existed for innumerable years. No matter what, they would still be tainted with some ”age”.

This young man… was precisely so.

So strange. Why did so many elites insist on squeezing into this era?

The Buddha Doga, the Lord of Yin River, and the Lord of the Blood Sea were all such beings. How could such elites do something with no goal?

Thus, since they were so determined to come to this lifetime, they must have an obvious goal in mind.

Becoming Emperor?