Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4063: Duel with the West Heavenly Realm

Chapter 4063: Duel with the West Heavenly Realm

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Xiu, Ma Wanlong was sent flying with a single punch.

A great many people showed expressions of shock. As expected, no one's fame was in vain. This number one prodigy of the North Heavenly Realm was really awesome. No wonder he could defeat even an Imperial Son. However, prodigies like Yi Yuanrong and Shi Yongming showed no expression of shock at all. That was because they could do the same thing, and could do so easier.

No matter what, a few years ago, Ling Han was only in the Cauldron Forging Tier. How far could he reach now?

Early stage of Core Formation Tier? Middle stage?

"Hmph, no matter how strong he is, he's only in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier!" Yi Yuanrong walked out with a murderous expression.

For some reason, she felt an indescribable resentment when she looked at Ling Han.

It had to be said that women's instincts were quite sharp. Even if she didn't know that Ling Han and Ding Yi were the same person, she still subconsciously felt that Ling Han was detestable.

"Yi Yuanrong is about to make a move."

"It can't be, right? He just defeated Ma Wanlong, and the number one person of our West Heavenly Realm is making a move?"

"This is called a lion would fight a rabbit with its full strength. How could it be that Ling Han would have to defeat a few more of our people before we defeat him?"

"That's true. In any case, he's going to be defeated, so there's no need for him to be arrogant a few times."

Everyone nodded, thinking that Yi Yuanrong was very decisive. Otherwise, if Ling Han defeated a few more prodigies of the West Heavenly Realm, Ling Han would really have something to boast about.

Ling Han's fighting spirit soared. In the Battle God Palace, he had obtained innumerable cultivation resources. Though only half a year had passed, with how freakish he was, he had already cultivated more than half of the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier, and now his power had reached the 19 Heavens.

This was definitely still inferior to those top-notch prodigies, especially for someone like Yi Yuanrong, the top Core Formation Tier of the West Heavenly Realm. Her power was probably at 22 Heavens, but in terms of power, there were definitely not many in the world that could suppress him in terms of power.

"Make your move," Ling Han said calmly.

"How arrogant!" Yi Yuanrong humphed, and charged towards Ling Han.

As expected of the top Core Formation Tier of the West Heavenly Realm. She only casually sent out a palm strike, but a brilliance that filled the skies blazed, and even the sun in the skies paled in comparison.

Boom, a palm struck out, its might soaring to the heavens.

Ling Han laughed loudly, and greeted the incoming attack with a raised fist.

Peng!

The two of them exchanged a blow, and Ling Han was instantly sent flying.

This was within Ling Han's expectations. After all, there was a gap of three Heavens in power between them, so it was normal for him to be outmatched. However, he had the Primal Chaos Celestial Core, so it was completely a piece of cake for him to disperse the attack power.

In an instant, Ling Han charged back.

This caused everyone to be dumbfounded. It was clear that there was such a wide gap in power, but why was Ling Han completely unscathed after a head-on clash?

He was really a monster!

Hong! Hong! Hong!

The two of them continued to exchange blows. At this time, it was naturally the elite in power that had the absolute upper hand, and Ling Han was continuously sent flying. However, every time he was sent flying, Ling Han would immediately charge back, as if he had an undying and indestructible body.

Even if Ling Han didn't have the Primal Chaos Celestial Core, he would still be able to withstand this kind of bombardment.

Ling Han didn't use the Primal Chaos Celestial Core to suppress Yi Yuanrong's battle prowess, nor did he use the murderous aura to attack Yi Yuanrong. Nor did he summon the Earth Dragon, and merely attacked her with the traditional celestial techniques.

This was enough to make Yi Yuanrong suffer.

Her battle prowess was indeed stronger, but she was unable to take down her opponent even after a long time. Her mystical power had been expended too much, and in such a high- intensity battle, how long could she last?

Those with discerning eyes could all see clearly, and they all frowned.

If the battle continued like this, Yi Yuanrong would flourish first and rapidly decline.

Others could see clearly, and Yi Yuanrong was naturally aware as well. She gave a soft exclamation, and her attack became even fiercer.

Unfortunately, unless her battle prowess surpassed Ling Han by six Heavens, no matter what she did, she would not be able to cause the slightest bit of effect on Ling Han. It would only speed up the expenditure of her mystical power.

On the surface, Yi Yuanrong's advantage was further increased, but in truth, she was speeding up the scales of victory to tilt towards Ling Han's side.

After battling for over an hour, Yi Yuanrong had no choice but to withdraw from the battle.

She did not say anything, but everyone knew that she had already lost.

This dealt a serious blow to the morale of the people from the West Heavenly Realm. Even the strongest elite of the Core Formation Tier couldn't take down Ling Han, so who else could do

anything to this guy?

"Humph, a piece of trash from the North Heavenly Realm came to our West Heavenly Realm and still dares to strut around like this?" A man whose whole body was enshrouded in black mist walked out, and his face could not be seen at all.

"Yi, who is this guy?"

Not only did Ling Han not recognize this person, but even the people from the West Heavenly Realm didn't recognize him. They all looked at each other in confusion.

"That's Cold Mist Holy Land's Zhong Tian."

"Hiss, the Cold Mist Holy Land!"

When it came to Zhong Tian, no one knew who he was, but it was a different story for the Cold Mist Holy Land. The words 'Holy Land' were enough to explain everything. There had once been a Saint, and he was practically standing at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Those from the Holy Lands could not be underestimated, because the Imperial Clans had not managed to produce another Ancestral King. However, the Holy Lands were different. A great many Holy Lands had produced a second Saint, or even a third. The best example was the Battle God Palace. They had never lost their inheritance from a lack of Killing Saints. However, even Yi Yuanrong was unable to defeat Ling Han, so what right did Zhong Tian have

to step out?

"Don't blindly believe in the Galaxy Network's ranking!" someone said. "Look at those Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters. Which one of them appeared on the Galaxy Network's ranking? However, what about their strength?"

"However, those are Imperial Daughters and Imperial Sons!" Immediately, someone

retorted.

"Hehe, then you should also know that some Holy Lands have Saints keeping watch. In terms

of nurturing disciples, they may not be much inferior to the Imperial Clans."

"True."

Everyone nodded one after another, then focused their gazes on Zhong Tian. Could this guy really be even more powerful than Yi Yuanrong?

Ling Han crooked a finger at him, "Come."

Zhong Tian sneered, "You are really arrogant!"

Ling Han cracked a smile, "Wrong, this is not called arrogance, but strength!"

"Zhong Tian, teach him a lesson!" someone shouted coldly. This was a white-haired man, but

his face was very young, forming a strong contrast.

"All right." Zhong Tian nodded.

"Yi, who is this white-haired man?" someone beside him asked.

"Shh! This is the Great Mountain Holy Land's Luo Mingdong, the current Dao Child!" Immediately, someone reprimanded, telling him to watch his words.

"I don't think I've seen him on the Galaxy Network either?"

"Indeed."

"From this, it can be seen that the whole world is really filled with crouching tigers and

hidden dragons. There are a great many supreme prodigies that keep too low a profile."

Just as everyone was conversing, Zhong Tian had already risen into the skies, looking down on

Ling Han.

Boom!

When Ling Han also rose into the air, Zhong Tian suddenly delivered a palm strike.

This was not considered a sneak attack on Ling Han, because this palm strike was very casual,

and definitely would not be able to wound Ling Han.

However, there was a strong sense of disdain in this.

I, look, down, on, you!