Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3778: The real culprit

Chapter 3778: The real culprit

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Ling Han activated his eye technique and looked at the elder.

He couldn't see through him!

If the other was in the Foundation Building Tier, then Ling Han would be able to clearly see his cultivation level. If he was in the Cauldron Forging Tier, then he would at least be able to vaguely see the appearance of the Celestial Cauldron, but from the Core Formation Tier

onwards, he wouldn't be able to see anything.

It was not that his eye technique was not strong, but rather that his cultivation level was too low.

However, his eye technique couldn't see through him at all, meaning that he was at least at the Core Formation Tier, or perhaps even stronger.

There was shockingly a hole in the old man's chest, as if it had been pierced through by someone's hand. Blood was still flowing from it, but the speed was extremely slow. Furthermore, this blood was like crystal, as if it was about to solidify.

"Damn it, I need more blood!" The old man coughed. He rubbed lightly at the top of the wound, while his eyes revealed a baleful killing intent, "Five Dao, when I recover from my injuries, find the Mystery Realm, and my cultivation level goes up another level, it will be the time of your death!"

"There's also that damn brat. He actually has a treasure that can track scents, almost exposing where I'm hiding."

"That brat is quite smart. Logically speaking, he should have found this place long ago, yet has not appeared for a long time. Clearly, he knows that this is a trap."

"I have to change locations. If he seeks out an elite, with my cultivation level that has just recovered to Cauldron Forging Tier-level, it would not be easy to block them."

As he spoke to himself, the two blood slaves stood solemnly at the side, as if they were stone statues.

"The two of you, come and help me up," the old man commanded the two blood slaves. The two of them hurriedly went to help him up. When they helped the old man out of the pit, Ling Han shockingly discovered that this old man actually lost a leg.

The wound was very new, and just like his chest, blood was still dripping from it.

Ling Han's heartbeat sped up slightly. He was thinking about whether he should take the chance to make a move.

This was a very good opportunity. The enemy's ambush had failed, and they were about to leave in disappointment. This was the time when their defenses were at their weakest.

His opponent had the strength of the Cauldron Forging Tier. If he suddenly activated the Heavenly Pattern Jade to launch a sneak attack on him, there was a very high chance that he would succeed.

The question was, would this be another trap?

That old man may already know that he was nearby, and those words previously were deliberately spoken for him to hear, in order to draw him to make a move.

'No, if he wanted to bait me, he should say that he's in the Foundation Building Tier. Otherwise, if there's a gap of a major tier, so what if I launch a sneak attack? How many people can succeed?' Ling Han immediately thought. After all, such a powerful Foundation Building Tier like him was extremely rare. If that old man could even predict this, then he was truly kickass.

Ling Han pondered internally, and thought that his judgement was correct.

'Alright, I'll take a gamble.'

Ling Han took out the Heavenly Pattern Jade, and after injecting his Spiritual Power into it, it became extraordinarily light.

He approached quietly, and when he was within fifteen meters of the old man, he did not come any closer. With a thought, the Heavenly Pattern Jade had already shot out.

"Die!" Ling Han also activated Imminent Skyline and charged forward.

This was really too sudden. Who would have thought that an attack would suddenly appear in an empty place?

The Heavenly Pattern Jade streaked through the air at 40 times the speed of sound.

The old man couldn't help but feel astonished.

If he had been prepared, with his current Cauldron Forging Tier cultivation level, he would still have space to dodge. However, this was too sudden, and the distance was too close, so he couldn't dodge.

This old man was quite ruthless. With a grab of both hands, he had already thrown the two blood slaves as a shield in front of him.

Peng, peng! The Heavenly Pattern Jade smashed into their bodies, immediately blasting out. Under the powerful shockwaves, the bodies of the two blood slaves also exploded, as if they were balloons that had been popped.

The Heavenly Pattern Jade's speed only decreased slightly, continuing to attack the old man.

The elder roared loudly, and with a flip of his right hand, he delivered a palm strike at Heavenly Pattern Jade.

Peng!

Blood sprayed through the air, and his right hand was obliterated. The forearm was also obliterated, and it only stopped when it reached the elbow.

Sigh, Cauldron Forging Tier elites were truly hard to kill. The Wolf Tribe High Priest was like this, and so was this old man.

Ling Han sighed internally, but his figure had already arrived. The Three Styles of the God of War unfolded, enveloped with Destructive Energy. From the very beginning, he had practically exploded with his strongest battle prowess.

The old man's heart ached to death.

Of course, his heartache was not due to the two blood slaves. These could be easily created, and he could have as many as he wanted. However, in order to block Ling Han's attack, he had lost his right arm. This was a serious injury.

He had already lost a leg, and now he had lost another arm, so his battle prowess would naturally drop drastically.

Most importantly, it was only a Foundation Building cultivator who had attacked.

He, a dignified Spirit Transformation True Lord, was actually crippled by a Foundation Building cultivator? How humiliating!

This was truly like a tiger that had fallen from grace. If he was still the high and mighty Spirit Transformation True Lord, so what if a sneak attack was launched on him with the Heavenly Pattern Jade? This kind of measly low-level Spirit Tool was like child's play in front of him. "Detestable pawn!" he roared. His Spiritual Infant Tier aura surged toward Ling Han. At the same time, he extended his left hand toward Ling Han's neck.

He really did not underestimate Ling Han in the slightest, and directly used his aura that was on the level of Spiritual Transformation Tier to suppress Ling Han. This was the greatest advantage of having a higher cultivation level, and in terms of level, he could crush all life. However, this kind of aura suppression was completely useless against Ling Han.

His Celestial Foundation was built as an imitation of the primitive Celestial Gate, and could be said to be the most powerful foundation of the Celestial Path in the world. With such a stable foundation, what need was there for him to fear being suppressed by aura?

The first style of the God of War had already arrived, and Ling Han added another move. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden sword. At the same time, he also unleashed the barrage of murderous aura.

The murderous aura attack was the first to reach him, but it was completely ineffective. The other party was not a real Cauldron Forging Tier, but rather a Spirit Transformation True Lord. The gap in cultivation level was too wide, and it was completely impossible for it to be

effective.

However, Ling Han didn't place his hopes on this. The Three Styles of the God of War and the Destructive Energy were his trump cards.

Boom!

The two of them exchanged a blow, and Ling Han was instantly sent flying. He felt as if all the bones in his body were trembling, as if they were about to fall apart.

...This old man had indeed only recovered to the Cauldron Forging Tier, but it was definitely

not Human Cauldron, but rather Heaven Cauldron!

"Ah!" The old man released a terrible scream. Though he had sent Ling Han flying, his left

hand had been contaminated by Destructive Energy, and it was presently corroding him. With his present abilities, he was actually unable to expel it, and could only suppress it. Two of his

fingers instantly disappeared.

What terrifying destructive power.

The old man was both furious and shocked. He had deliberately withdrawn the two blood

slaves in order to lure Ling Han to take the bait and resolve a hidden danger. Who would have

thought that it would bring a great calamity to himself?

Right now, he was only left with his right leg and left hand. Meanwhile, he still had two fingers missing from his left hand. This was truly a tragedy.

"Die! Die! Die!" He was extraordinarily furious, and attacked Ling Han madly.

This was a battle prowess on the level of Heaven Cauldron. It was too terrifying. Though Ling

Han was able to contend with the Three Styles of the God of War, the moment they came into contact, his whole person was sent flying. The Starlight Screen instantly shattered. "Wa!" Ling Han threw up blood madly, feeling that at least half the organs in his body had

been damaged.

And this was still because he had strengthened his foundations too well. Otherwise, this strike

alone would be enough to kill him.

"Die!" The old man leaped out with one leg, and charged towards Ling Han again.