Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao C.3965: Leaving in shame and anger

Ling Han's punches rained down, and Lin Lang could only take a beating. The Imperial Son was being beaten like a punching bag?

Er.

Everyone was speechless, and could only feel shock and admiration.

"Stop!" The purple-robed man and the red-clothed woman finally came back to their senses, and they both charged towards Ling Han.

Ling Han's eyes sharpened. Two mere late stage Core Formation Tiers wanted to stop him? The Celestial Cauldron moved. Zi, the Primal Chaos Divine Thunder struck out at the purple- robed man, and a total of ten Divine Beasts appeared from the Celestial Cauldron, attacking the red-clothed woman together.

"Ah!" The purple-robed man immediately screamed in pain. How could he withstand the barrage of attacks above the Eighth Heaven of Core Formation Tier? He was immediately severed into two halves by the lightning, and under the terrifying destructive power, his mind directly exploded. He did not have the ability to burn Celestial Core to extend his life at all. That red-clothed woman was not much better off either. Being ganged up on by ten Divine Beasts, she could only barely defend herself, and she still wanted to save Lin Lang?

'F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!'

Seeing this scene, everyone wanted to curse to vent the shock in their hearts.

One cultivator at the late stage of the Core Formation Tier had actually been insta-killed by Ling Han, whilke the other was trapped, and at the same time, Ling Han was still beating up an Imperial Son.

No matter how they looked at it, this sounded like a pipe dream, right?

However, this was happening right now.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Lin Lang roared in fury, yet could not get up no matter what. Without the support of the Imperial Blood, how could he possibly be a match for Ling Han?

There was still a long way for him to go.

This was really a great humiliation. As a noble Imperial Son, he had come all the way here. Initially, he was just acting high and mighty, but who would have thought that it would become him asking for his own humiliation? How could he endure this?

How humiliating! This was far too humiliating!

Furthermore, after this loss, could he still continue to sit on the position of Imperial Son?

There were a great many people in the Lin Clan that were eyeing his position, waiting for him to make a mistake, and then replace him.

He had not given anyone a chance all this while, but who would have thought that this time, he had merely come out to strut around, and had actually gotten such an end.

When he returned, his status would be on the verge of collapse.

"Ling Han, that's about enough." An elite appeared. It was the Nine Mountains Venerate. He couldn't just watch Lin Lang be beaten to death, right?

In truth, he could have stopped him long ago, but Lin Lang had come here to show off, and just because he had the backing of the Imperial Clan, he did not take the people from the Holy Land seriously. How could he not feel anger?

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Thus, he simply watched as Lin Lang was pummeled. Only when he realized that he was about to die did he step forward to stop him. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Ling Han also knew that it was impossible for him to kill Lin Lang. Otherwise, the death of an Imperial Son would be a huge matter. Who knows, the Saints from the Lin Clan might charge over with the Imperial Weapon in hand.

At that time, if the Nine Suns Holy Land insisted on not handing him over, then the Saint could control the Imperial Weapon, which was completely capable of erasing the Nine Suns Saint.

Now, though the fact that the Imperial Son had been thrashed was also a big matter, this could only be blamed on Lin Lang's incompetence. Just look, in a battle of equal cultivation levels, as the Imperial Son, you had still been defeated. How could you bring yourself to raise a fuss over this matter?

Ling Han retracted his hand and stepped to the side, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Lang stood up, his expression livid. However, he had already been beaten black and blue in the first place, so it was not very obvious. He stared at Ling Han, his eyes spitting fire.

Actually, there was no need for the Nine Mountains Venerate to stop him. He had the Substitution Seal on him, and it also had a teleportation ability. As long as he sustained a fatal blow, he would appear millions and millions of miles away, and definitely wouldn't die.

This was personally created by the Saint of the Lin Clan, so it was naturally amazing.

Thus, he wasn't the slightest bit grateful to the Nine Mountains Venerate. His heart was filled with hatred for Ling Han.

This was the first time in his life that he had lost in a battle of equal cultivation levels, and the Imperial Son... should be invincible among his peers.

He was outmatched, which only meant one thing. He was not strong enough, and was not qualified to become the Imperial Son.

In other words, losing this battle was not just a matter of pride. It was even possible that he would be stripped of his status as the Imperial Son. This enmity would naturally become

huge.

Ling Han couldn't help but laugh, "Don't look so bitter and resentful. You were the one who provoked me on your own volition. Thus, no matter what the consequences are, you asked for it. The saying that one should have a taste of the consequences of one's own actions is referring to you."

Lin Lang's hands clenched into fists, his body trembling slightly, but in the end, he did not say a single word. Instead, he directly strode away.

"Young Master!" The red-clothed woman finally survived the duration of the ten Divine Beasts. She hurriedly grabbed the purple-robed man's corpse, and followed closely behind

Lin Lang.

"Brat, you're not too bad." Nine Mountains Venerate walked over and looked at Ling Han with admiration.

Just ask around, whose disciple could thrash the Imperial Son?

Only their Nine Suns Holy Land!

In the past, the Nine Suns Saint had been hot-tempered. Regardless of whether you were an Imperial Son or Imperial Daughter, he would still beat you up. If it was not for the fact that the cultivation technique he cultivated was too ferocious, it was completely possible that he could become an Ancestral King.

The Nine Suns Saint did not leave behind his ultimate inheritance. However, his pride had been very well inherited.

So what if they offended the Imperial Clan?

In the past, the Nine Suns Saint had thrashed quite a number of Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters, and hadn't he still started a domineering business?

Meanwhile, Ling Han smiled "embarrassedly", and said, "I seem to have been severely injured. I wonder if Senior has any natural treasures to bestow on this humble disciple."

Nine Mountains Venerate couldn't help but grimace. This brat was truly shameless. Even he was rendered speechless.

He nodded, "To survive in this world, it has to be someone as shameless, two-faced, and cunning as you."

This time, it was Ling Han's turn to wear a dark expression. F***, was this a compliment?

"Don't worry. As long as you haven't killed the heir of the Imperial Clan, the Holy Land will be able to bear any consequences for you. In the future, if you encounter any Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters, just go ahead and beat them up boldly." Nine Mountains Venerate waved

his hand, appearing very bold.

Was there anyone that would educate their disciple like this?

When everyone heard this, they did not know how to complain.

"All right." Ling Han nodded, as if he had only agreed to a small matter, and was completely

unconcerned.

What a pair of maniacs!

Everyone dispersed, and only Lin Qi was left scowling miserably. He was in a tight spot.

This time, Lin Lang had suffered a terrible defeat, and he would definitely be punished by the Lin Clan. Furthermore, in the eyes of the Nine Suns Holy Land, Lin Lang had been drawn here by him, so he would definitely be rejected and treated as an enemy by the disciples of the Holy

Land.

Actually, it was really not him who had invited Lin Lang here. He too felt very wronged.

After this small interlude, Ling Han continued to cultivate, spending most of his time comprehending the Fiery Sun Subduing Demon Staff Technique. At present, he had to learn as many high-level celestial techniques as possible. Then, when his cultivation level had reached a certain level, he would create his own celestial technique.

-All Imperial Technique Techniques were self-created. At most, they would only have some reference, but the main part would definitely be a Great Emperor's unique understanding of heaven and earth.

The Saint Technique was profound, and Ling Han had cultivated in seclusion for two months in one go. However, he had only increased the might of this staff technique to 60%.

He felt that he had reached a bottleneck. It was already very difficult for him to improve by

just relying on this kind of closed-off method.

Next, he would either experience enlightenment, or go through a bloody battle, and that was what would allow him to have a breakthrough in this Saint-level staff technique.

He pushed open the doors and left. He decided to walk around in the Holy Land. In the day, he

would still be enduring the "demonic noise" attack of Prosperous Heaven, and at night, he wanted to relax his mind.

After circling around for a while, he suddenly saw a figure appear ahead of him. This person was very thin and lanky.