Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4572  Battling the Imperial Sons

Everyone knew that the higher oneʼs cultivation level, the harder it was to battle above oneʼs cultivation level.

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When oneʼs cultivation level was low, there were indeed people who could defeat their opponent with a disadvantage of a major tier, and as oneʼs cultivation level increased, the range of tier surpassing battle prowess would become smaller and smaller.

And when it came to Venerate Tier, only the Golden Generation could battle with a gap of around seven stars.

But what about Ling Han?

Not only did he manage to surpass a major tier, but he even managed to surpass a series of minor levels.

What kind of monster are you?

Han Yun hadnʼt expected this either. After being stunned for a moment, he moved again. Boom, boom, boom! This time, the seven rivers surged at the same time, charging towards Ling Han.

Ling Han casually moved, completely dispersing the attack that came towards him, appearing to be extremely relaxed.

At this moment, everyone had to admit that Ling Han indeed possessed the strength to match a nine-star Venerate . Moreover, this nine-star Venerate was a Golden Generation elite.

It could be said that Ling Han was already capable of sweeping aside the entire level of Venerate Tier.

This was practically a freak.

Throughout the ages, who could do this?

”Donʼt tell me that though Ling Hanʼs cultivation level has been trapped forever at Sect Master-level, his abilities can be endlessly improved. In fact, he can even reach the power of a Saint!”

”Hehe, impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

”Are you sure? You have to know that if someone had told you before that a Sect Master was capable of matching a Venerate Tier, would you believe it? Moreover, it isnʼt a One Star or Two Star Venerate, but a Nine Star Venerate, and a Golden Generation at that?”

”However, surpassing two major tiers… Moreover, just how powerful is a Saint? After igniting the holy flame, one has truly transcended the level of elites. Instead, he would be a supreme great elite!”

Everyone was stunned by Ling Hanʼs strength, but they still did not think that Ling Han would be able to grow endlessly, to even be capable of matching a Saint.

This was something that they had guessed. Fifteen Stars was the end of Ling Hanʼs line. He could not take another step further, and charge up to Sixteen Stars.

Han Yun did not make another move. When one had reached a height like he had, the depth of his opponent would be known with a slight probe, and he was certain that Ling Han had definitely not relied on external factors to be a match for him, but had truly possessed this kind of battle prowess.

He couldnʼt figure it out. How could a mere Sect Master be as strong as this?

Ling Han was always able to break through his limits time and time again, breaking everyoneʼs understanding, creating miracles that others didnʼt even dare to think about.

But now that things had come to this, was there any way out for him?

Even a nine-star Venerate couldnʼt kill a Sect Master, and this would become an internal demon that he couldnʼt erase. Would he still be able to break through to Saint Tier?

”Die!” He charged out once more, ”Drop the Jade Drop into the Underworld, and the Heavenly River will be destroyed for ten thousand miles!”

Boom, streams of river water descended from the skies, like waterfalls, but also like sharp blades.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and leaped out, greeting Han Yunʼs attack.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The two of them battled fiercely, but it could be clearly seen that Ling Han was obviously much more relaxed. At times, he would only use his left hand, at times, his right hand, and at times, he would place his hands behind his back, completely relying on the movement of his feet to dodge.

Han Yun, on the other hand, was going all out. His expression was twisted, and his mentality was about to collapse.

”Ling, Han!” Han Yun roared loudly. Boom! There was actually a sliver of saintly might circulating in his body.

He was getting serious.

Ling Han used Phoenix Wings Divine Flight to dodge this attack.

The current Golden Generation had Saintly bones implanted into their bodies. This could both increase their battle prowess, and could also help them advance into Saint-level faster.

Though Ling Han was freakish, at present, he was definitely unable to contend against Saint-level power. Thus, he could not face it head-on, or he would only be seeking his own suffering, or even seeking his own death.

When Han Yun saw that he had suppressed Ling Han, he couldnʼt help but laugh loudly. He increased the intensity of his offensive, and every blow that he delivered contained a sliver of saintly might, allowing his battle prowess to have a qualitative improvement.

After parrying more than a dozen moves, Ling Han was also irritated.

Did he really think that he had no more tricks up his sleeve?

Ling Han shouted lightly, and finally used Destructive Energy.

Boom, he threw a punch, and the black-coloured energy turned into a streak of light. Its speed was indescribable, as it rapidly blasted towards Han Yun.

Han Yun hurriedly parried, forming a spherical shield in front of him.

However, under the effects of Destructive Energy, what effect could this kind of defense have?

The shield immediately melted, and the power of the punch penetrated deeply.

However, this still bought Han Yun some time, allowing him to retreat.

Ling Han took advantage of the victory to follow up on his attack. He swung his fists again. Xiu, xiu, xiu! Destructive Energy was blasted out, turning into meteors that filled the skies.

Han Yun counterattacked as he dodged. He was naturally relying on his saintly power, and there was a sliver of it in every strike. At present, this was something that Ling Han was definitely no match for.

Thus, the two of them had a powerful weapon that could intimidate the other. What was originally a close-quarters battle had become a long-distance exchange of blows and pursuit.

”Sigh!” Everyone exclaimed in shock.

Though it was still a tie at the moment, it was clear who was stronger at a glance.

—Ling Han was relying completely on his own abilities, and as for Han Yun? The reason why he could use saintly might was because a Saintly bone had been implanted into his body.

How could they compare?

But in this world, only the result mattered, and no one asked for the reason.

Han Yun had not lost, and that was enough. Furthermore, when he advanced into Saint Tier in future, what about Ling Han?

He was an eternal Sect Master.

”Letʼs attack together, and eliminate this scourge!” Another Imperial Son declared. That was Yi Taishu. Previously, he had made a bet with Ling Han, and lost over a hundred Eight Star Celestial Qi. Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.

By now, he was already an eight-star Venerate, and also had Saintly bones in his body. His battle prowess was only slightly inferior to Han Yun.

Xiu, with a leap, he joined the battle.

”You people are too despicable!” the little azure dragon shouted, about to join the battle.

”No need to come!” Ling Han laughed loudly, appearing extremely heroic, ”Today, I will defeat these weaklings!”

ʼWhat?ʼ

He actually dared to compare the Golden Generation to weaklings?

The remaining Golden Generations were all enraged. Furthermore, the feeling that Ling Han gave them was really too dangerous. It was clear that he should be eternally stuck at Sect Master-level, but his abilities were still continuously improving, which made them feel uneasy.

Kill, only by killing him would they be able to let go of the weight in their hearts.

One after another, the Golden Generations joined the battle. Aside from a limited few members of the Imperial Clans that remained neutral, the other members of the Golden Generation all took the field.

And in this kind of battle, the Venerate Tier-level Silver Generations werenʼt even qualified to participate in the battle. What was the point of Venerates below five stars fighting? They would be completely insta-killed by Ling Han.

Ling Han laughed loudly, his heroic spirit like an ocean.

Come on then!

Boom, he finally unleashed his full battle prowess. 99 Six Star Regulations appeared, intertwining to form a staff that he held in his hand, sweeping out in all directions.

His spirit was too strong. Though there was an end to the number of Regulations, with the boost of his divine sense, this staff of Regulations had enlarged to about three thousand meters in size. With a wave of the staff, the Imperial Sons could only flee in disarray.

If they came into contact with it, they would definitely die.

Everyone was dumbfounded. How could this be?

In their one-on-one battle just then, Ling Han and Han Yun had only been equally matched. Now, however, he was actually able to rival so many Imperial Sons without falling into a disadvantage?

Heavens!