Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3977: Arrogant and fearless



Ling Han walked out, only to see a young man standing in the courtyard.

This man was tall and slender, and wore a milky white long robe, appearing very carefree.

However, though the majority of his hair was jet-black, there was a small tuft that was white. It seemed to have been deliberately dyed, and appeared very conspicuous.

"Fu Huoyang?" Ling Han asked, though he was already 90% sure.

The man nodded, "I am Fu Huoyang." He paused, and asked in return, "That subordinate of mine should have fallen into your hands, right?"

Ling Han did not hide anything either, "That's right."

"Is he dead?" Fu Huoyang asked.

"He's dead."

Fu Huoyang smiled, "Just in time, to save me the trouble of making a move."

"You're so cruel to your own subordinates?" Ling Han asked.

"A subordinate that has betrayed his Master, should I keep him alive to continue betraying me?" Fu Huoyang asked with a smile.

"Hehe, looks like you would rather betray the world than have the world betray you," Ling Han said.

Fu Huoyang shook his head, "I am a member of the Imperial Clan, so I am naturally high and noble. So what if I decide the life and death of an ant? In my eyes, that subordinate of mine is an ant, and aren't you the same?"

"White-haired man, your mouth is asking for a beating." The large black dog strode out. His mouth was much more toxic than Ling Han's.

However, Fu Huoyang was not angered. He merely swept an indifferent glance over the large black dog, and his eyes returned to Ling Han, "You are a little special. You are clearly only in Cauldron Forging Tier, yet give me a very strong feeling."

"Of course, no matter how strong he is, he is only an ant. He is only that slight bit stronger than any ordinary ant."

Ling Han shook his head, "You keep calling others ants, and say that you are high and noble. Hehe, so what if you are a member of the Imperial Clan? Do you have four legs or six arms?"

Fu Huoyang was calm, appearing to be extremely subtle. He looked at Ling Han, "Your blood... should be very useful!"

He moved aggressively, grabbing out at Ling Han.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! As he stretched out his hand, streaks of light overflowed from his fingers, as if it was a fantasy.

Ling Han clenched his hand into a fist, and shot out a punch.

Peng!

The two of them exchanged a blow, and Ling Han immediately stumbled back. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his lips.

So strong. How could this guy only have Tenth Heaven-level battle prowess? He was at least Thirteenth or Fourteenth Heaven. Even if the only Celestial Cauldron had dispersed most of the power of this blow, the shockwaves from the impact still caused Ling Han to be injured.

Moreover, this attack had only been a casual move from Fu Huoyang. Once he became serious, just how strong would his battle prowess be?

"Yi?" Fu Huoyang was also extremely stunned. As he saw it, this stretch of his hand would definitely be able to capture Ling Han, but Ling Han had actually sent his hand flying with a single punch. Ling Han's power was truly astonishing.

Moreover, he actually didn't die after facing his attack head-on. There was only a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. What kind of terrifying physique was this?

"Interesting, truly interesting." He revealed a smile, his eyes slightly bright, "If your blood is used as the main ingredient, then the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Pill concocted would definitely have astonishing effects!"

Ling Han humphed, "Then you have to have that kind of ability!"

"Haha, although you managed to block my attack, you have to understand that I didn't even use 1% of my power in that attack," Fu Huoyang said with a smile. "I can give you a way out. If you let out some blood yourself, you can become my dog in the future."

Ling Han laughed in spite of himself, "Where do you get such confidence from?"

"Because my surname is Fu, and I am a descendant of the Destiny Saint Emperor," Fu Huoyang stated calmly. It was clearly a very b@stard line, yet he said it as a matter of course. "The descendants of the Imperial Clan can do as they please?" Ling Han scoffed.

"Can I not?" Fu Huoyang countered. He shook his head, "Even if I announce to the world that I want to use the blood of millions of prodigies to concoct the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Pill, who would dare to do anything to me?"

"The Imperial Clan really can do as they please!"

Ling Han shook his head, and said, "I really don't know where this feeling of superiority comes from. However, it's just right. I love stepping on people like you the most."

After saying this, xiu! His figure immediately started to move. However, he naturally wasn't attacking Fu Huoyang. Instead, he turned around and grabbed the large black dog. He then activated the Imminent Skyline and immediately fled into the distance.

This...

Fu Huoyang faltered upon hearing Ling Han's impassioned words. At first, he had thought that Ling Han was a cynic who would charge at him in excitement. However, he had never imagined that this wasn't a cynic at all. Instead, he was a slippery eel.

Flee, flee, flee... Where is your pride? Where is your sense of justice?

Precisely because the gap between expectation and reality was too wide, he was a little dazed.

Only then did he soar up, and set off in pursuit of Ling Han.

He was a Core Formation Tier cultivator, so he could fly physically. Thus, even if he flew through the air, his speed wouldn't slow down.

Ling Han broke into a run, his speed astonishingly fast.

Since he already knew that Fu Huoyang's battle prowess was at least above Thirteenth

Heaven, what was the point of continuing the battle?

He was indeed arrogant, but he was not a hothead. He clearly knew that he was no match for him, yet he still insisted on fighting him head-on.

Unless he had no other choice, Ling Han didn't want to use the Heavenly Dao Flames. Thus, he chose to retreat.

It should be known that he was only a Cauldron Forging Tier, after all. Against normal Core Formation Tier cultivators, he would be able to crush them, but once they were prodigies, it

would be hard to say.

There was no need to rush. He only had to advance into the Core Formation Tier, and even if his battle prowess didn't soar to the Tenth Heaven, he would at least no longer have to fear Fu

Huoyang.

He ran on the ground, and the buildings in the city stretched out continuously behind him. Furthermore, he had restrained all his aura. If he wanted to find him from the air, the

difficulty level was extraordinarily high.

Boom!

However, Ling Han immediately discovered that the ground around him was collapsing, and buildings were collapsing one after another.

Was there an earthquake?

Of course not.

It was Fu Huoyang. He was in midair, and he attacked downwards without any reservations.

With a palm strike, a large area immediately sank.

This was too deranged!

It should be known that this was not an empty city. A great many of the houses were occupied, and being knocked over with a single palm strike from Fu Huoyang, at least 90% of the

residents were immediately killed.

How innocent were these people?

Not only Ling Han, but even the large black dog was enraged. This was far too inhumane!

"Heh, all of this is because of you people," Fu Huoyang said calmly. "If you people hadn't fled, the people here wouldn't have died. Thus, you people are the true culprits who killed

these people."

F***, how could there be such a shameless person?

"Fu Huoyang, f*ck, your, mother!" the large black dog spat out word by word.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! With such a large commotion happening, the elites in the city naturally could

not just sit by and watch. They all flew into the skies.

"Evil brat, how dare you!" There was actually another True Self Tier elite, who immediately stretched out a hand to grab Fu Huoyang.

"This is the business of the Imperial Clan, step back!" Fu Huoyang rebuked lightly.

'What?'

The True Self Tier elite's hand was halfway out, yet he forcefully retracted it.

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Just as Fu Huoyang had said just now, even if he announced to the world that he was going to

use the blood of ten thousand people to concoct alchemical pills, who would dare to do

anything to him?

"How are you going to prove that you're an Imperial Clan member?" the True Self Tier elite shouted.

Since he had asked this question, it meant that he had already cowered, and had the intention

to retreat.

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