Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3879: Banquet of the Zhou Clan

Chapter 3879: Banquet of the Zhou Clan

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This was truly an undeserved calamity.

Ling Han didn't provoke anyone. In fact, he even changed his appearance and soul fluctuation, but he was still targeted at the first moment.

F***, was he really a man that had developed a halo of trouble?

Ling Han naturally wouldn't back down. He glared back at the young man.

"Hehe, this newcomer, how should I address you?" the young man asked calmly.

Ling Han crossed his arms over his chest, pretending not to hear.

"Hey, my young master is asking you a question," one of the servants couldn't help but shout.

However, Ling Han still ignored him.

"Hehe, how dare you ignore even my words?" This young man already had a sliver of anger in him.

Only then did Ling Han say, "Before asking others, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

A flash of killing intent appeared in the young man's eyes, but he still suppressed it, and said, "I am Zhou Miyang."

As expected, this guy was Zhou Miyang.

Ling Han smiled faintly, "Han Lin."

Song Lan's beautiful eyes lit up. Not only was she astonishingly beautiful, she also had outstanding intelligence. Han Lin was Ling Han in reverse, and she felt that Ling Han gave off a familiar feeling. Thus, she was already somewhat certain that the person in front of her was Ling Han in disguise.

Zhou Miyang's attention was completely focused on Song Lan. This woman was really too beautiful, causing his heart to throb wildly. The first time he set eyes on her, he had already made up his mind that he would definitely marry her.

Thus, when he discovered that Song Lan was actually paying attention to Ling Han, this naturally caused his jealousy to burn.

"If you want to sit down at this young master's banquet, you have to first prove that you have that kind of ability," Zhou Miyang said coldly. He wanted to humiliate Ling Han in public, and try as much as possible to tarnish the latter's image.

The reason why Ling Han had come here was to see if the empress and the others were here. Since they weren't here, what was the point of him staying?

He waved his hand, turned and left.

F***, chickened out?

Zhou Miyang's killing intent blazed. This guy had come in to strut around, and in the end, he wanted to run the moment he flipped out. There was no way he would let him off so easily. He nodded at a large man in black by his side, and the latter immediately understood. "Brat, what kind of place do you think this is? Do you think you can come and go as you please?" The large man in black leaped out, and was already standing in front of Ling Han. "Are you born in the year of the dog?" Ling Han asked.

What was the meaning of this?

The large man in black subconsciously shook his head, "My zo-"

"Since you're not a dog, why are you blocking the way?" Ling Han interrupted him. 'F*ck!'

The large man in black faltered for a moment before coming to his senses. Ling Han was playing around with him, calling him a dog.

He flew into a thunderous rage, and with a single step, rushed towards Ling Han. Then, he threw out a punch.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and tapped out a finger.

The large black-robed man's fist was the size of a clay bowl, and compared with Ling Han's slender finger, its size was completely disproportionate. Furthermore, the aura of both sides were completely different. This punch from the large black-robed man condensed the endless power of heaven and earth, and his battle prowess was terrifying. Ling Han, on the other hand, was limp and without the slightest bit of force.

Many people had already closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight.

Peng!

There was a loud bang, and a person was already sent flying. Then, there was an endless series of loud bangs. As it turned out, a great many walls had been forcefully crashed through.

Yi?

Everyone could not believe it. The person that had been sent flying was actually not Ling Han, but rather the large man in black.

How was this possible?

Ling Han withdrew his finger. He was also slightly surprised, because this lackey was actually a Four Cauldrons.

Four Cauldrons, and he had become someone's servant?

This could only appear in this kind of Mystery Realm, where the rapid increase of cultivation level was obtained through overdrafting one's life force. In fact, one could even reach a height that only super geniuses could reach.

"Good, very good." Zhou Miyang sat upright and still, but his eyes were cold, his killing intent blazing. "You have come to the territory of the Zhou Clan, and still dare to commit a crime. How impressive!"

This was naturally a sarcastic remark. Shua, a row of soldiers appeared. Though they were all Foundation Building Tier cultivators, all of them held spears in their hands.

Instantly, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

They had witnessed the might of this spear before, and the attacks that it delivered were extraordinarily fast. There were not many in the Cauldron Forging Tier that could dodge this. Once they were hit, they would be numb to the point of losing all ability to resist, and at worst, they would be directly burnt into charcoal. Naturally, everyone would be wary.

The reason why everyone was willing to attend the banquet was firstly, because they wanted to further understand the situation here, and secondly, because they wanted to know the origins of this spear-type Spirit Tool. If they could bring it out of the Mystery Realm, it could easily help a force become stronger.

Ling Han was completely unconcerned. In fact, he didn't even activate his movement technique, to stop the soldiers from locking onto him.

"Han Lin, don't forget yourself in your conceit!" Song Lan spoke up, "There is no great enmity between you, just some minor misunderstandings. There is no need for you to become enemies like this."

She was afraid that Ling Han would be too arrogant, and completely had no idea of the might of this spear. That was why she had opened her mouth to speak. On the surface, she was rebuking Ling Han, but in truth, she was trying to mediate.

However, Ling Han couldn't possibly listen to her, and Zhou Miyang definitely wouldn't let go of a suspected "rival in love".

Instantly, zi, ten spears shot out blazing white lightning at the same time, incredibly fast.

Ling Han didn't dodge, and he was instantly hit head-on.

Sigh.

Everyone shook their heads. Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

They were all very clear that the lightning shot out by this spear was incredibly frightening, and could not be taken lightly just because the person controlling it was a Foundation

Building Tier.

See, he was too arrogant, wasn't he? This was karma.

Hence, one should not show off too much, or else... f***!

The lightning dissipated, but everyone was shocked to see that Ling Han was still standing there perfectly fine. To say nothing of turning into charcoal, or his whole body turning numb,

not even a single strand of his hair was disheveled.

They had to be seeing things.

Are you a f****** monster?

Everyone's mouths were wide open, big enough to fit a bun.

Ling Han smiled faintly, "Is there anyone else that wants to stop me from leaving?"

Zhou Miyang's expression was dark. He finally stood up.

He had no choice but to stand up. First, his lackeys had failed, and then the Spirit Tool had lost

its effect. If he still did not make a move, wouldn't the reputation of the Zhou Clan be

completely ruined?

"You're wearing that kind of armor, right?" Zhou Miyang said. He wouldn't be as shocked as everyone else. Instead, he immediately guessed that Ling Han wasn't immune to lightning attacks. Instead, he was wearing that kind of specially made armor.

Ling Han smiled, "I am the Thunder God, and can naturally control the power of lightning. Playing with lightning in front of me is really biting off more than you can chew."

"Ha! Ha!" Zhou Miyang laughed it off. He naturally did not believe it the slightest bit.

Did he think he was an idiot?

"Continue shooting!" he said. "Even if you wear that kind of armor, after sustaining enough

attacks, it will still crumble."

"Yes." Those soldiers also pulled themselves together, and controlled their spears, launching

another attack at Ling Han.

Zi, zi, zi, lightning flashed madly.

Ling Han stood, arms crossed behind his back, and asked calmly, "Are you done yet?"

No one paid attention to him, and was still releasing lightning. Zi, zi, zi!

Did they really think that he was a living target? Ling Han humphed, and stretched out a hand.