Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao - Chapter 4154

Chapter 4154: Over 40 Heavens
Editor: Henyee Translations

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An Imperial Son charged over, stirring up a boundless storm.

This was the Imperial Son, a synonym for the strongest among his peers. Who could withstand this?

Ling Han smiled faintly, and raised his fist to deliver a punch.

Peng, the fist landed, and Baili Che was sent flying back at an even faster speed. He crashed heavily into the mountain wall, and his whole person had sunk into the mountain.

Thankfully, this was the Wolf Mountain. Otherwise, this whole mountain would have been sent flying.

There was complete silence. Whether it was the Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters, or those spectators.

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This… was too inconceivable, wasn’t it?

Baili Che was the Imperial Son, and his abilities were indescribably terrifying. However, it was this prodigy that was sent flying with a single punch from Ling Han.

Heavens!

After a while, everyone exclaimed in shock. Previously, they had thought that the Four-Legged Snake was unbelievably awesome, but they had never thought that there would be someone even more ruthless.

“Core Formation Tier, consummate level!” Chi Menghan’s beautiful eyes lit up, as she said word by word.

She knew that Ling Han possessed an eight-star aptitude, which was even more outstanding than hers. Thus, once Ling Han advanced into the consummate level of Core Formation Tier, who would be able to match him in this world?

—She did not remember that Ling Han actually had a pseudo-nine-star aptitude, and now that he had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Technique, he definitely had a nine-star aptitude. In fact, he had even reached pseudo-ten-star aptitude, or a true ten-star aptitude.

“Ah!” Baili Che let out a roar, and struggled out of the mountain wall. His fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and solidified, boiling like flames.

As the Imperial Son, he had actually been sent flying with a single punch. Just what kind of great humiliation was this?

Xiu, he charged towards Ling Han again.

Peng!

However, how could he possibly be a match for Ling Han now? Tragically, he was sent flying with another punch.

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Ling Han smiled faintly, and swept an eye over them, “You all had best attack together.”

All the Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters were speechless. Baili Che had been sent flying with a single punch twice in a row. This completely proved Ling Han’s strength, and also showed the gap between Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters and Ling Han.

How was this possible?

How could a non-Imperial Clan cultivate such strength?

Hiss!

They thought of a possibility, and that was Ling Han could possibly become an Emperor in future.

In history, it was not that the Imperial Sons had always been invincible. They had also been beaten up before, and that was when the new Ancestral King was born. The Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters that had been born in that era were all very unfortunate, because they would be stepped on by the future Ancestral King on their way to ascend to the throne, and could only be reduced to being the background to their brilliance.

Now that the True Dragon Abyss had opened, it meant that heaven and earth were already prepared to welcome the birth of a new Emperor.

Could it be Ling Han?

No, no, no, that was definitely impossible. He should be one of the members of the Golden Generation, destined to break the Imperial Clan’s curse of being unable to produce a Great Emperor.

“Ling! Han!” Baili Che stepped out once more. Boom, the Imperial Blood burned, and he immediately turned into a giant that was three hundred meters tall. His whole body was covered with complex veined patterns, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, Baili Che’s confidence increased a hundredfold, because once he ignited his Imperial Blood, he was destined to be invincible.

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Meanwhile, Ling Han was slightly surprised. Wasn’t it said that one would need at least several decades to recover after combusting the Imperial Blood? First, it was Lin Lang, and now it was Baili Che, and they had both broken this rule.

It could only be said that the Imperial Clans had their own methods.

“I’m going to tear you into pieces!” Baili Che roared. With a leap, he charged towards Ling Han for the third time.

Ling Han humphed coldly, and still threw a punch.

Peng!

A scene that caused one’s eyes to pop out appeared. Baili Che’s colossal figure was suddenly sent flying, landing heavily on the mountain wall.

‘Holy f*ck!’

Everyone, including the Imperial Clan members, had their mouths agape. They could not believe this at all.

Another punch sent him flying, f***!

It should be known that the present Baili Che had ignited his Imperial Bloodline, and his battle prowess had soared all the way to 40 Heavens. And he was still sent flying with a single punch. Just how strong was Ling Han’s battle prowess?

41 Heavens?

It wasn’t enough. The advantage of one Heaven could only guarantee that Ling Han would definitely win, but it was definitely impossible that he would succeed with a single punch.

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This had to be the crushing advantage of three Heavens.

Heavens! Heavens! Heavens!

The moment they thought of this terrifying number, everyone felt their scalps go numb. This was impossible and unrealistic, all right?

Even their ancestor, the Ancestral Kings that had founded the Imperial Clans, had only possessed the power of 36 to 39 Heavens when they had been at the Core Formation Tier. With the addition of the celestial technique, the Ancestral Kings could indeed break through the shackles of 40 Heavens, but at most, they could only break through to 42 Heavens.

But it should be known that these were the future Ancestral Kings.

The battle prowess of 43 Heavens was something that even the Ancestral King had been unable to match when he was young.

Monster, he was definitely a monster.

Chi Menghan’s beautiful eyes lit up. She knew that Ling Han was powerful, but she had never imagined that Ling Han could be freakish to this extent.

Furthermore… though Ling Han had advanced into the consummate level, it was clear that he had not reached the end of the Core Formation Tier yet.

Hiss!

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but feel shocked. The battle prowess of 43 Heavens was actually not Ling Han’s limit!

Heavens, could it be that this guy was really going to perform a miracle, possessing the battle prowess of a True Self Tier elite when he was only in the Core Formation Tier?

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Ling Han smiled faintly, and looked at the others, “Now, you guys should know that I’m not looking down on you guys. I’m just stating facts, right?”

His words were true, but all the Imperial Clan members still felt that they were being looked down upon.

“Are you going to fight or not?” Ling Han said with a smile. “If you’re going to fight, then go ahead and fight. If you’re not going to fight, then go ahead and give me the Iron Bull Blood Fruit.”

All the Imperial Clan members exchanged looks, not knowing what to do.

In a one-on-one battle, even if they combusted the Imperial Bloodline, they would still be no match for Ling Han. However, if they teamed up, they would indeed have a chance of winning. However, so what if they won? This Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters actually needed to team up to defeat their opponent. If this spread out, it would still become a huge joke.

Moreover, there was another possibility.

—What if they lost?

That would really be humiliating to the extreme.

“Ling Han, I’ll spar with you for three moves.” Right at this moment, a young man in embroidered robes walked out. He was extremely handsome, and had an indescribable military bearing.

“Golden Silk Moth Imperial Clan, Zhang Fang,” the youngster introduced himself.

Ling Han gave an ‘oh’. This was the elite that Chi Menghan had warned him to be careful of. He couldn’t help but feel intrigued. Just how strong was this Zhang Fang?

“Please,” he said, withdrawing his arrogance.

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Zhang Fang didn’t dare to be careless in the slightest. He was acclaimed as a natural talent that was not inferior to the Golden Generation, and was indeed awesome. His raw power had reached 35 Heavens, but no matter how much he exploded, his battle prowess was still unable to break through the limite of 40 Heavens. Thus, when he faced Ling Han, he naturally had to face him as if he was facing a great enemy.

“He!” he exclaimed lightly, and pounced rapidly towards Ling Han.

He did not combust his Imperial Bloodline. For a prodigy like him, he was already close to the level that the Ancestral King had once been. Thus, combusting his Imperial Bloodline would not be of much use. At most, it would only increase his battle prowess by one or two Heavens.

Thus, he might as well not use it. It would be a good opportunity to show fairness.

Since that was the case, Ling Han did not use Body Art either. He only used mystical power to exchange blows with Zhang Fang.

However, his mystical power had already reached 36 Heavens. Even though he only had one more Heaven than Zhang Fang, he was still powerful.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

Zhang Fang was at a complete disadvantage, completely unable to fight back.