Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3937: Destruction of the Tong Clan

Chapter 3937: Destruction of the Tong Clan

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Ling Han didn't hold back at all.

One only had to look at how much the people in the city hated the Tong Clan, and one would know just how arrogant and domineering the members of the Tong Clan were usually. Thus, there was no need for him to be merciful.

"Stop! Stop!" Tong Xiao roared in fury as he gave chase.

"Evil villain!" Tong Shuhua also joined the battle. In the area, only the two of them were strong enough to stand against Ling Han.

However, Ling Han didn't dare to face these two people head-on at all. His battle prowess was indeed superior to Tong Shuhua, but Tong Shuhua was a Core Formation Tier elite, after all, so he still had some abilities. He temporarily didn't want to waste time on Tong Shuhua. He continued to attack. In truth, there was no need for him to directly hit them. The barrage of murderous aura shot out, and the members of the Tong Clan collapsed one after another. "Great!"

Outside, everyone was watching to their heart's content, wanting nothing more than to clap and cheer.

However, looking at Ling Han's expression, it was clear that he was no match for Tong Xiao. Thus, in order to avoid being called to an accounting in future, they suppressed their excitement and simply roared in their minds.

There were quite a few clansmen of the Tong Clan, but they could not withstand Ling Han's killing. Furthermore, because the Tong Clan Manor had previously been blasted into ruins by Feng Lingcheng, there was no place for them to hide now. They were all standing very conspicuously, and were practically living targets.

In just a few minutes, only two members of the Tong Clan were still alive.

Tong Xiao and Tong Shuhua.

"Ah!" Tong Xiao and Tong Shuhua both roared at the sky. This was practically exterminating their entire clan.

They no longer needed to worry about the Feng Clan, because the Tong Clan was already finished. What need was there for them to care about the fury of the Feng Clan?

Ling Han looked coldly at Tong Shuhua. There was still one more person, and this was someone that he had the ability to kill.

Tears of blood were already streaming from Tong Xiao's eyes. Previously, he had still been filled with ambition, but now, there were actually only two people left of the massive Tong Clan.

He was filled with hatred, and his fury soared to the heavens. He wanted to kill Ling Han 10,000 times.

"Freeze!" He did not hesitate to expend his mystical power, which he endlessly released from his body, freezing the air in the surroundings.

In this way, it was as if space had become extremely muddy. Movement was filled with obstruction, so speed naturally decreased drastically.

This consumed an exorbitant amount of mystical power, but Tong Xiao only had one thought in his mind at this moment, and that was to kill Ling Han. How could he care about anything else?

Black light of illusion!

Ling Han waved his hand proudly.

Tong Xiao faltered for a moment before falling into an illusion. His expression alternated between anger and delight, and it was unknown what he was experiencing.

With his pause, the mystical power in the air lost his control, and naturally began to dissipate. Ling Han looked at Tong Shuhua with a sharp gaze, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Tong Shuhua couldn't help but feel astonished. Why was there suddenly no reaction from Big Brother?

He was only at the early stage of the Core Formation Tier, and his battle prowess was only at the First Heaven. He was no match for Feng Bao at all. However, Feng Bao had already been obliterated by Ling Han, so what was he worth?

"I already said that I would come collect this debt." Ling Han walked towards Tong Shuhua at a slow pace.

"Big Brother! Big Brother!" Tong Shuhua called out, his voice filled with terror. However, it was as if Tong Xiao had become an idiot, completely ignoring him.

He was extremely terrified. What could he do?

"Hehe, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come save you," Ling Han said with a smile.

Why did these words sound so strange?

Tong Shuhua retreated continuously. He did not dare to face Ling Han's sharpness head-on.

Using the Imminent Skyline, Ling Han took a step forward at an astonishing speed. In an instant, he had already arrived in front of Tong Shuhua.

Tong Shuhua's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly threw a punch at Ling Han. Eighteen Arhat Palm!

Ling Han smiled and unleashed the Demonic Monkey Fists.

Peng!

With a single punch, Tong Shuhua was sent flying, and all the bones in his arms were

shattered.

"Ah!" Tong Shuhua roared loudly. He was burning his Celestial Core to forcefully extend his life. Right now, he only had one thought, and that was to hold on until his older brother woke

up.

After combusting the Celestial Core, his injuries immediately recovered, and he returned to his prime condition.

Right at this moment, he heard a roar from Tong Xiao. He had broken free from the illusion. "Damn brat!" He compressed the air again, restricting Ling Han's speed.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and still shot out a flash of the black light of illusion. After such a short while, the black light of illusion could naturally be used again.

Tong Xiao was hit again, and entered into the illusion again.

'F*ck you!'

Tong Shuhua was rendered speechless. It wasn't easy for him to hold on until his older brother came back to his senses. However, with a roar, his older brother had once again become a blockhead. This made him want to vomit blood.

Could he burn his Celestial Core again?

He couldn't.

"I've already told you. Even if you scream your lungs out, you won't be saved," Ling Han said

calmly.

Tong Shuhua gritted his teeth, and said, "You can be as proud as you like now, but you killed a member of the Feng Clan, so the Feng Clan will definitely not spare you! You have to know that the Feng Clan has a Core Formation Tier consummate level elite, and you are not a match

at all!"

Ling Han was completely unconcerned. He shrugged and said, "Consummate level of the Core Formation Tier? When I advance into the Core Formation Tier, I'll be able to suppress him

with one hand."

If it was another person, Tong Shuhua would definitely reprimand him as a pipe dream, because when the early stage of the Core Formation Tier was compared with the consummate level of the Core Formation Tier, the gap in battle prowess was not just a little bit, but rather

completely one-sided.

However, Ling Han was far too freakish. Right now, he was only at the Cauldron Forging Tier, yet he possessed battle prowess at the Third Heaven or even the Fourth Heaven of Core Formation Tier. That being the case, what would happen after he advanced into Core

Formation Tier?

How much could one increase their battle prowess by advancing a major tier?

Thus, it wasn't impossible that Ling Han would be able to rival a Core Formation Tier consummate level elite by then.

"Are you in enough despair?" Ling Han asked. "You don't even have a chance for revenge, so are you filled with so much hatred that you want to destroy the world? However, you can ask the people in the surroundings. Which one of them isn't filled with so much hatred that they want to devour the flesh and blood of your Tong Clan?"

"In the past, you guys only wanted to have fun, so you used the large ship to crush me. Hehe, as long as you had the slightest bit of restraint, it would not have led to today's calamity!" Ling Han said calmly, "This evil karma that you have sown is the consequence of your own

actions!"

Tong Shuhua looked around, and though not a single person spoke, there was hope and fury flickering in their eyes.

They hoped that he would die, as well as a fury that would burn him to death.

He had nothing to say. Just like Ling Han had said, as long as the members of the Tong Clan

behaved with the slightest bit of restraint, they would not have trifled with Ling Han in the past, and would not have caused such trouble today.

"I'll send you on your way!" Ling Han charged over, and delivered a palm strike at Tong

Shuhua.

"I'm going to drag you down with me!" Tong Shuhua roared. He unleashed his full power, completely ignoring Ling Han's attacks. He was going to drag Ling Han down with him.

In his dreams.

Ling Han raised his hand and shot out a bolt of lightning. Pa, Tong Shuhua was instantly hit, and smoke rose from his chest. He had almost been struck straight through. However, though he had not died, he was already severely injured, and was continuously

throwing up blood from his mouth.

Ling Han sent out another palm strike. Though Tong Shuhua tried his best to block it, it was

like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Peng! With a single strike, Tong Shuhua was completely dead.

"Great!"

"Good kill!"

"He should have died long ago!"

Seeing Tong Shuhua die, the people in the surroundings finally couldn't help but cheer. For a

long time, the Tong Clan was like a great mountain that was pressing down on their heads, deciding their life and death, and they could only be bullied by them.

Now, the originally arrogant Tong Clan only had Tong Xiao left, so how could they not be

overjoyed?