Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4118: Multiple-Headed Tribe

Chapter 4118: Multiple-Headed Tribe

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After throwing off that sea beast, the second island was finally within sight.

After making a small circle, they saw the harbor, and immediately approached.

In terms of size, this island was very normal. Thus, the residents on this island were definitely not giants.

However, when Ling Han and the others discovered the residents here, none of them thought that this island was much more normal than the Giant Island.

That was because the residents here actually had quite a number of heads. There were at least two of them, and there were some with even five, six, or over a dozen of them.

This... was there a Multiple-Headed Tribe in this world?

"Yes," Chi Menghan said with a nod. "In the ancient era, there was indeed a Multiple-Headed Tribe. They were extremely talented, and they were able to form several minds. Just think, just how terrifying would their battle prowess be?"

Hiss, in other words, it could form a considerable number of Celestial Cores; one of them was equivalent to a whole group.

"Then why would this race have died out?" The large black dog was puzzled. Logically speaking, this race should be incredibly powerful.

Chi Menghan shook her head, "It is said that at that time, there were a great many powerful great clans that wanted to obtain the secret of the Multiple-Headed Tribe, and how they formed multiple minds. Thus, large numbers of the Multiple-Headed Tribe were captured for research, which led to the extermination of this race."

Sigh, this caused Ling Han and the others to shake their heads. It was a crime to possess a treasure. They were really too innocent.

"At that time, though a considerable number of Saints had emerged from the Multiple- Headed Tribe, and their battle prowess was all earth-shattering, it was an era when True Dragons, True Phoenixes and other Divine Beasts coexisted. What was the use of having a great many Saints?" Chi Menghan sighed ruefully, "A powerful tribe died just like that. What a pity."

"Combined with the situation on the Giant Island, it is probable that the Multiple-Headed Tribe here is not real either, but rather born from the intent of an elite. Essentially, it is only a sliver of divine sense," Ling Han said.

"However, we can't underestimate them just because of this. For beings like the Great Emperor, a single thought can come true. Thus, this isn't much different from the true Multiple-Headed Tribe. Moreover, because it's born from willpower, it instead has a greater advantage," Chi Menghan said solemnly.

Ling Han nodded in agreement. Merely the fact that the black light of illusion couldn't take effect was already very impressive.

"Thus, everyone should still act according to the rules."

"En!"

The four people and one dog landed on the shore, and immediately, a two-headed person came over to check their proof. After confirming the identities of the five of them, he allowed them to pass.

They arrived at the residential area of the Multiple-Headed Tribe. There were more than ten thousand tribesmen residing here, and most of them were at the Core Formation Tier. There were also quite a number of True Self Tiers, so if they wanted to use force to suppress this place and obtain the legendary fragment, this was a very foolish idea.

How was he supposed to obtain legendary fragment, or in other words, the shard of dragon scale?

This wasn't a competition of big eaters or wrestling, but a competition of true strength. A bloody battle!

The Multiple-Headed Tribe was bellicose and bloodthirsty, so if he wanted to win their respect and obtain the pass, he had to rely on killing.

The Arena of Death was a place where the Multiple-Headed Tribe would hold martial arts competitions, and with how bloody this tribe was, a martial arts competition was actually a battle to the death. It had to end with the collapse of one side.

If he wanted to win the legendary fragment, he would have to win ten battles in the Arena of Death.

Because the battles here were all life-or-death battles, winning ten battles was equivalent to winning ten battles in a row, and killing ten opponents in a row. Whichever battle they lost in the middle would mean death.

However, the Arena of Death was still yet to open, so it was necessary to wait for more outsiders to join the tournament. Only then would a bloody battle officially begin.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Han first went to find out how he was going to buy the energy crystals.

There was no need for Dao Stones here. If one wanted to buy something from the Multiple- Headed Tribe, they could only do so through winning in the Arena of Death.

Every three victories, he would be able to obtain an energy crystal.

If they wanted to obtain a large number of energy crystals, it would be best for everyone to take part in the tournament. However, once they battled, one of the fighters would have to die, and it would be too cruel and dangerous. Thus, everyone discussed for a while, and only Ling Han would participate.

Though Chi Menghan's strength was superior to Ling Han's, firstly, her defense was not as high as Ling Han's, and her ability to preserve her life was slightly weaker. Secondly, she was a woman, and an exquisite beauty at that. If she were to kill ten people in a row, that would be too damaging to her image.

Most importantly, in these ten battles, the majority of their opponents should be outsiders, so they still had to worry about whether Chi Menghan's heart was tough enough.

After waiting for several days, the Arena of Death finally opened.

There were enough people.

Ling Han went over to register, and very soon, he was assigned a number. In the arena, everyone only had a code name.

From the afternoon onwards, the battles began.

Ling Han's opponent was a young man from the Demon Race. He looked very ordinary, but when he occasionally swept an eye over him, he would explode with an astonishing coldness. "Hehe, so my opponent is you," the young man from the Demon Race said calmly. He obviously recognized Ling Han, but he actually wasn't afraid at all. It was clear that he had a high opinion of himself, "Ling Han, there are no ley lines here to borrow power from. Today will be the day of your death!"

Ling Han shook his head. Originally, he was still a little conflicted about killing a stranger, but since he had entered here, he had to be prepared for life and death. However, hearing these words from the other party, the slightest bit of conflict in his heart naturally disappeared

completely.

"People always like to deceive themselves." He smiled, "You would rather believe that my strength comes from formations. That way, you would feel superior. Unfortunately, this would only cause you to lose your life!"

"Bullsh*t!" the Demon Race youth roared. He then charged at Ling Han at an incredible speed, transforming into a streak of golden light that vaguely revealed the shape of a rabbit.

Yi, was this guy's original form a rabbit?

No wonder he had run so quickly.

Ling Han chuckled, and threw a punch.

Peng!

The air shattered layer by layer like glass, and then the young man from the Demon Race was seen stumbling backwards. His whole body was covered with blood, and there were traces of blood at the corner of his lips. His face was filled with shock, as if he could not believe or accept that the gap in strength between himself and Ling Han was actually so wide. He hurriedly raised his hands, and shouted loudly, "I forfeit! I forfeit!"

This gap in strength was too wide. He did not even have the chance to go all out, so naturally,

he could only raise his hands in surrender.

"Humph, in the Arena of Death, there are only warriors who die standing, and there are no cowards who live on their knees!" A three-headed man declared coldly, his three faces filled

with disdain.

The young man from the Demon Race didn't dare to attack Ling Han. Instead, he immediately

turned around to flee. It didn't matter that he had lost. There were still other people in the team. As long as one of them could win ten battles, he would also be able to pass the trial

smoothly.

"You're seeking death!"

A multi-headed person moved. Pa, a golden light shot out, penetrating through the head of

that young man from the Demon Race.

The young man from the Demon Race instantly collapsed, completely dead.

Instantly, the cheers of innumerable clansmen rang out from the spectators' seats, and the

outsiders fell silent.

In the outside world, if one couldn't defeat their opponent, they could surrender. This was normal, but in this place, even if they surrendered, they would still die, which made those who had enlisted in a moment of hot-bloodedness begin to regret it.

Had they really prepared themselves for this?