Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4122: New Challenge

Chapter 4122: New Challenge

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No matter how defiant Lin Lang was, after battling for half an hour, his aura began to decline. It was not just a little bit, but had rather seeped out to a great degree.

The burning of the Imperial Blood had ended, so he had no choice but to exit this state.

Ling Han put away the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower. He didn't need to go through so much trouble to kill an Imperial Son.

Boom, he used the God Slaying Technique and coupled with the Nine Suns Divine Scroll, although this was not the strongest cultivation technique and celestial technique in the world, they had the same origin, and had been constantly deduced and studied by Ling Han. It could be claimed to be the celestial technique that suited him the most.

Furthermore, at the level of the Core Formation Tier, cultivators were unable to come into contact with the Regulations of heaven and earth, and the might of the Imperial Technique could not be fully unleashed either. It was not much stronger than a Saint Technique.

Thus, the might of the God Slaying Technique was naturally terrifying. It was not the slightest bit inferior to the Imperial Technique, and may even surpass that.

Lin Lang gritted his teeth. His expression was twisted, as if he wanted to devour someone.

Damn it, he even disdained from using the precious tool refined from Origin Gold. Just how much are you looking down on me?

I am the Imperial Son, the Imperial Son!

However, no matter how furious he was, it was useless. Ling Han had weakened his battle prowess by three Heavens, and his battle prowess was not much different from Ling Han's. However, Ling Han had the Primal Chaos Celestial Core, while Lin Lang did not.

In just a few dozen moves, Lin Lang had already fallen into a disadvantage, and what struck him even harder was the fact that this was not Ling Han's strongest battle prowess. He had even hidden a precious tool that he had yet to use.

On the spectators' seats, Baili Che's expression was as dark as could be when he saw that Lin Lang's defeat was already assured.

They were both Imperial Sons, so even if he thought that he was stronger than Lin Lang, his advantage in strength was limited. Then, what would happen when he confronted Ling Han head-on?

-If Ling Han didn't have that precious tool, he would still have a chance of winning. However, added with that precious tool, no matter how arrogant he was, he did not dare say that he could win.

This brat actually obtained the Origin Gold!

Baili Che was incredibly envious and jealous. It was clear that he was the Imperial Son, and logically speaking, the fortune of heaven and earth should be on his side, but why had Ling Han obtained the Origin Gold?

With the precious tool refined from Origin Gold, how was he supposed to kill Ling Han?

Unless... he won with his superior cultivation level, not an advantage in minor level, but an advantage of a major tier.

No matter how awesome you were, what if you encountered a True Self Tier?

There were no ley lines here for you to use. Any True Self Tier elite would be enough to crush Ling Han into dust.

That's right. This was the only way.

Baili Che began to consider whether he should break through to the True Self Tier or not. Otherwise, against Ling Han, he really didn't have the slightest chance of winning.

If he could think of this, so could Lin Lang.

"Ling Han, you forced me to do this!" Lin Lang roared as he started to break through.

Breaking through in battle was indeed dangerous, and for normal people, it was even more impossible. However, with how prodigious the Imperial Son was, how could he be like normal people?

Of course, he hadn't accumulated enough cultivation on the level of the consummate level of the Core Formation Tier yet. If he broke through now, there would definitely be some aftereffects. However, for the sake of his life and the precious tool forged from the Origin Gold, this was completely worth it.

However, in the next instant, Lin Lang immediately looked surprised, and felt a sense of despair.

He was unable to break through.

Why?

It was as if there was a power suppressing him in this heaven and earth, firmly suppressing him to the consummate level of the Core Formation Tier.

Was this the doing of a Great Emperor?

He could blot out the skies with a single hand. He couldn't even break through.

In order to ensure fairness? What cultivation level did you have when you entered, and you could only stay at this cultivation level?

Lin Lang wanted to cry. This was his only way to turn the tables, but reality had slapped him across the face, making him dizzy.

Ling Han charged over. As the God Slaying Technique channelled, he also stimulated the Destructive Energy, allowing the might of his attacks to rise to another level.

Lin Lang couldn't block it, and was killed.

However, as the Imperial Son, he naturally possessed treasures like the Substitution Seal. His head had clearly been obliterated with a single punch, yet it immediately recovered, as if time had been reversed.

The Substitution Seal was the doing of a Saint.

However, so what?

Ling Han was cold and heartless, and once again killed Lin Lang. However, there was actually more than one Substitution Seal on this guy, and he had once again come back to life.

If this was in the outside world, then Lin Lang could use his revival to flee - actually, it could not be called revival. With the Substitution Seal, he had not truly died. Otherwise, even the Ancestral King would probably not be able to revive him.

But here, every time he came back to life, he would still be trapped in the arena. This was awkward, and the result was that he would only be killed time and time again.

However, Lin Lang did not beg for mercy.

As the Imperial Son, he did not lose control even in this kind of situation, and he was also very clear that under the rules of the arena, one of the two of them was destined to die.

What could be more important than one's life in this world?

Thus, Lin Lang had absolutely no intention of begging for his life. He merely stared venomously at Ling Han, as if he wanted to completely remember this guy who had caused him to lose his life.

"Once you leave this place, you're destined to die as well!" he said balefully. "Although I'm the Imperial Son, my talent and cultivation level can't compare to Lin Xuan. If I die, he'll definitely guess that you're the murderer. At that time, when Lin Xuan makes a move, no one will be able to save you!"

Lin Xuan was the most outstanding Imperial Son of the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan. He had long since become an elite of the Sect Master level, and added with the might of the Imperial Son, who in the world could stop him?

Ling Han humphed, and once again blasted Lin Lang into bits, "You don't have to worry about

that!"

Peng, with this punch, Lin Lang was really killed, and there was no second chance for him to

start over.

The Substitution Seal had already been used up.

This battle ended, and Ling Han had already achieved ten victories. He was the first to obtain the right to leave the Multiple Headed Island.

"Young warrior, you are the first person to win ten victories, so you have a chance to choose whether to accept the last challenge." A person from the Multiple-Headed Tribe called Ling

Han over.

"What challenge?" Ling Han asked.

"Challenging one's own limits," the multi-headed person said.

"What's the reward for winning?" Ling Han asked again. Merely a battle would be too boring.

The multi-headed person said calmly, "It can allow you to cultivate a technique that allows you to have multiple minds."

What! Ling Han said this soundlessly, unable to conceal the excitement in his heart.

During the ancient times, there were a great many large clans that wanted to obtain the profound secrets of the Multiple-Headed Tribe of cultivating multiple minds, but it was said that none of them had succeeded. Now, the Multiple-Headed Tribe had taken the initiative to say that they wanted to teach this kind of secret technique, so how couldhe not be tempted?

"All right!" Ling Han nodded, his face full of smiles. He was naturally unafraid of any -challenge.

He began the final challenge, but when he entered into the arena, he did not discover who else

had entered.

What about his opponent?

Yi!

Ling Han felt his body shudder, as if something had brushed past him. Then, he saw a human

figure forming in front of him.

In a short while, this person was completely revealed.

It was actually another Ling Han!

Ling Han finally understood. His final opponent was himself.