Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4318: Accident



Baili Luoyang, a prodigy of the Baili Clan, belonged to the Silver Generation. In terms of natural talent, he could even catch up to the tail of the Golden Generation, which showed how awesome he was.

Because of an inappropriate romance, he was imprisoned and shelved by his clan. Only a rare few people in the outside world knew of him.

Now that he had reappeared, he stood proudly, exuding a powerful aura.

This made everyone sigh with emotion. The Ziwei Imperial Clan was truly doted on by the heavens. Not only did they have a Golden Generation elite like Baili Tian, they also had Baili Yun and Baili Luoyang, two Silver Generation elites.

In fact, Baili Luoyang even had the potential to become a Golden Generation elite.

Ling Han walked out. There were only two options for being challenged: first, accept the challenge, and second, admit defeat.

It was obviously impossible for him to admit defeat, so he naturally accepted the challenge. "You crippled a cousin of mine," Baili Luoyang said coldly.

He was naturally referring to Baili Che, who had been crippled by Ling Han just when he was about to break through to the True Self Tier. From then onwards, his cultivation level was eternally stuck at the level of Pseudo True Self Tier, and had completely faded out of the ranks of Imperial Sons.

-There was no Imperial Son that was so useless.

"And then?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

"Thus, I will also cripple you!" Baili Luoyang declared balefully.

Ling Han looked at the elites of the academy and said, "Hey, hey, hey, everyone heard that, right? This guy wants to use his public office to avenge a private grudge!"

"Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. It's time for the tournament," Venerate Shi reprimanded. "Moreover, it's inevitable that one won't be able to stop in time during the tournament, which is unavoidable."

Ling Han chuckled and said to Baili Luoyang, "Since that's the case, I'll cripple you as well."

"Haha!" Baili Luoyang sneered, "Do you know what cultivation level I have?"

With a thought, the True Self appeared, exuding a seven-coloured light.

The Seven Colours True Self, even stronger than Guan Xia's.

"The Eighth Form of the True Self Tier!" he declared proudly.

After so many years, he had been imprisoned all this while. For a prodigy like him, he was naturally filled with pent-up anger. Now, he had risen up aggressively, and should reign supreme, so that his great name would spread throughout the entire universe.

And Ling Han was his stepping stone.

This opponent was very good, and had the reputation of being invincible among his peers. Thus, if he defeated Ling Han, he would naturally become famous overnight.

"Eight Forms!"

"Heavens, it really is the Eight Forms!"

"This is the exclusive territory of the Golden Generation!"

Everyone was exclaiming in shock. Though they had already guessed that Baili Luoyang was very possibly in the Eighth Form, or there would have been no need for him to challenge Ling Han, but with their own eyes, they could not help but feel stunned.

The aptitude of the Golden Generation meant that he would have a chance of breaking through to the Imperial Path in future.

"How is it?" Baili Luoyang asked proudly.

Ling Han shook his head, and said, "Not much. It's still not enough for one hand of mine." You!

To say nothing of Baili Luoyang, everyone shook their heads, feeling that Ling Han was too arrogant.

'You're only at the Seventh Form, and you've only formed a mortal body. Yet, you want to defeat the Eighth Form single-handedly?'

Do you know what the Eighth Form means?

Supreme aptitude!

For such a prodigy, only he would be able to emerge victorious against an opponent with a superior cultivation level, and you still want to emerge victorious against someone with an advantage of a minor level, or even use only one hand in reality?

Hehe, wasn't this the biggest joke in the world?

"Stubborn!" Baili Luoyang charged over. Boom, a terrifying power was completely displayed, as he unleashed the strength of the Eighth Form to his heart's content.

After being silent for so long, he was going to explode with brilliance.

Boom, he was wrapped in boundless might, and Regulations turned into divine red clouds that shone behind him, making him seem as if he had transformed into a Celestial King.

This might was too astonishing, and everyone was completely captivated.

True Self Tier could actually be this strong!

As it turned out, this was the height that the Golden Generation had once reached. It was practically enough to make one lose all hope.

Baili Luoyang charged over, boundless power surging. He was going to defeat Ling Han in a single stroke.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and stretched out his right hand, grabbing out at Baili Luoyang.

His movements were clearly very slow, and very casual at that, but they were incredibly precise, as he aimed directly for Baili Luoyang's neck.

This was going too far, and you actually dare to look down on me like this?

Baili Luoyang roared in fury, his right hand transforming into a saber that slashed out at Ling

Han.

Peng!

The hand saber slashed onto Ling Han's arm, yet was suddenly sent flying back. Meanwhile, Ling Han's attack was completely unaffected, and he easily gripped Baili Luoyang's neck.

The battle came to an abrupt stop.

F***!

At this moment, everyone's mouths were wide open, and they couldn't make a single sound. Even those Venerate Tier elites were dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Ling Han had actually taken down the Eighth Form of True Self Tier with a single move?

How could this be believed?

Ling Han smiled faintly, and said to Baili Luoyang, "How about it? I said I can deal with you with one hand, right?"

Everyone was speechless. This was not something that could be done with a single hand; this was practically an insta-kill.

The gap in strength between the two... was as wide as the gap between heaven and earth! Was Ling Han really in the seventh form? Was his true self really a mortal?

This question arose in everyone's mind. Even if the Seventh Form could defeat the Eighth Form, it shouldn't have been so easy, right?

Ling Han's eyes sharpened. Boom, under the reverberation of a terrifying power, the True Selves in Baili Luoyang's mind instantly shattered one after another.

"How dare you!" Baili Hanyun was furious, and immediately stretched out a hand to grabn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ling Han.

Since Ling Han had moved, he was naturally prepared. Immediately, he used the Star Steps, and left the range of Baili Hanyun's attack.

"Yo, are you embarrassed and angry now?" he asked calmly.

Baili Hanyun moved impulsively, but he immediately realized that if he killed Ling Han with

his superior strength, the Nine Mountains Saint would definitely stomp in fury, and bring great calamity to himself and the Baili Clan.

He forced himself to calm down, and said, "You have such a vicious heart. It is only an

ordinary sparring match, and you actually did such a vicious thing, crippling the cultivation level of your opponent! Going by the rules of the academy, I can also cripple your cultivation level and expel you from the academy."

'Oh, you're trying to reason with me now?'

Ling Han chuckled and said, "Previously, when Baili Luoyang said that he wanted to cripple me, why didn't anyone say anything, and said that doing so was wrong and against the academy's rules? Oh, that's right, I seem to have protested to the Lords before, right?"

"Sorry, it was an accident, an accident!"

Being mocked by Ling Han like this, the Venerate Tier elites all felt slightly awkward. This double standard was really too obvious.

"Luoyang was just saying, and you actually made a move!" Baili Hanyun argued.

"Ya, I already said it was an accident!" Ling Han shook his head, "In a battle, it is inevitable that there would be mistakes. This is also what the Lords have said. Even the Lords would accidentally make mistakes, what more a minor character like me. Hehe."

At this moment, Baili Hanyun actually didn't know what to say.

In terms of quibbling, Ling Han was even more skilled at it than he was. Moreover, if he wanted to forcefully suppress Ling Han, Ling Han also had the backing of the Saint and the Imperial Weapon behind him. Thus, he had special privileges.

Thus, what could they do?

If he wanted to deal with Ling Han, he could only follow the rules and have someone at the same cultivation level kill him. In that case, the Nine Mountains Saint would have nothing to

say.

Now, everything had returned to square one. If he wanted to kill Ling Han, he could only wait until Ling Han advanced into Spiritual Transformation Tier. Then, there would definitely be

many prodigies that could defeat him.

They could only wait.