Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4609 - : Bet a galaxy

Chapter 4609: Bet a galaxy

“Let’s battle in the sky.” Ling Han led the way and flew into the sky.

The fake Ling Han, meanwhile, was neither too fast nor too slow. He too rose into the air. He looked at Ling Han, and showed a hint of pride, “With the body of a Venerate, capable of standing against a Saint, you are indeed extraordinary.”

“I don’t want to kill such a prodigy either!”

“I’ll give you a chance. Submit to me, and I can spare your life.”

Ling Han couldn’t help but laugh in spite of himself, “You really know how to daydream.”

His strength had already reached the Saint Tier, and this signified that even a Nine-Star Saint wouldn’t be able to stop him if he wanted to flee.

Thus, the Imperial Clans were extremely wary of him. They didn’t fart even when they saw the Nine Suns Holy Land start up again.

Because if they were unable to kill Ling Han, that would pose an incredibly great threat to themselves.

Unless they were also very ruffian, and no longer cared about the juniors of the Imperial Clan, or had made up their minds to nest in the imperial formation for the rest of their lives, right until Ling Han died of old age.

More importantly, Ling Han had a high chance of becoming Emperor, so what if they hid in the imperial formation?

Xiu, xiu, xiu! At this moment, the Imperial Sons of the Ancestral King City all flew out. They naturally sensed the commotion outside, and would definitely come out to check on the situation.

One of them was Ling Han, and anyone could recognize him with a single glance. However, who was the other?

They didn’t know this person at all.

However, this person was definitely young. At most, he was only over 10,000 years old. He didn’t match any of the current Saints.

“Brother, you’re here!” Brother Monkey also appeared. Beside him were the large black dog and the little azure dragon.

Ling Han smiled and said, “I’m here.”

In that one instant, the Imperial Sons all knew what had happened.

Saints were naturally sensitive to auras. The person who had attacked was the fake Ling Han, and it could not be any more obvious.

All of a sudden, they were all hostile towards this person. He dared to make a move outside the Ancestral King City, and he possessed a Saint-level power at that. He did not have any wariness of this place being outside Ancestral King City at all. This could be seen as a provocation to the Imperial Clans.

Faced with so many Saint-level Imperial Sons, the fake Ling Han was completely unconcerned. He even stretched out a hand to scratch his ear, “Yo, so many people have come.”

“Who are you?” Yan Anming of the Golden Generation asked, his expression baleful and menacing.

Originally, Ling Han’s enemy would be their friend, but you publicly used Saint-level power outside the Ancestral King City. That was going too far.

The fake Ling Han smiled faintly, “My name is Lu Xun.”

Yi, that was it?

Lu Xun? Did anyone know who he was?

“Who cares if you’re Lu Xun or Hai Xun1? Eat my punch first!” Ling Han charged over, throwing a punch.

Boom, this was a battle in space, so Ling Han naturally had no reservations.

Lu Xun smiled faintly, and placed one right hand behind his back. He merely used his left hand to exchange blows with Ling Han.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

The two of them battled fiercely. Lu Xun was calm and composed, appearing to be at ease.

“A Three Star Saint!” Everyone couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

He was far too powerful! He was actually a Three Star Saint!

Ling Han was indeed freakish. He was clearly only a Three Star Venerate, but his abilities were practically comparable to a Two Star Saint. However, compared with a Three Star Saint, whether it was power or Regulations, he was not just a little bit weaker.

Moreover, Lu Xun could unleash four Eight Star Regulations with a single strike. This was a blatant advantage over Ling Han.

Thus, though he had only used one hand, he had easily blocked Ling Han’s attacks. In fact, he had even gotten the upper hand.

Of course, no one would underestimate Ling Han because of this.

A Three Star Venerate possessed the battle prowess of a Two Star Saint; wasn’t that awesome enough?

Really, if this guy had grown to become a nine-star Venerate, he would really be able to compete with a four-star or five-star Saint.

It should be known that how many Saints were there in this world? And how many of them were high-level Saints?

—If Ling Han became a nine-star Venerate, then the majority of Saints would definitely be no match for him.

Thinking about it this way, just how terrifying was it?

It should be known that it was considerably easier for Venerates to advance one minor level. After all, aside from comprehension of Heavenly Dao, they only needed Celestial Qi, but what about Saints?

Taking a step further was as difficult as ascending the heavens.

Just look, even if it was Brother Monkey, Baili Tian, Yan Anming, and the other young king tiers who had been the first to advance into Saint Tier, which of them had now advanced into Two Stars?

Not even one.

Ling Han should be the strongest of the younger generation.

But the problem here was, another young king tier had actually appeared. He was actually a Three Star Saint!

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Hiss, how terrifying.

Where had he popped out from?

The two of them battled fiercely. Ling Han unleashed his full battle prowess, but the gap in strength was too wide. In the end, he was still unable to suppress the other.

He was just about to channel a formation, when he did not expect Lu Xun to send him backwards with a single palm strike, “It’s about time to get down to business.”

‘Business?’

Ling Han did not rush to make a move. He was also curious about Lu Xun’s origins, though he had already guessed half of it.

Lu Xun smiled faintly, and said, “Since everyone is here, you may all come out.”

Yi, who was he talking to?

Right at this moment, multiple figures tore a rip into the Void and appeared.

Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling, He Luo, Di Wuji, Tong Ming… Wu Xingtong!

Hiss!

Realization dawned on all the Imperial Sons. These people represented the Netherworld.

It was very strange. Why would living people cooperate with Yin souls? Furthermore, how did they cooperate?

The Living Realm and Netherworld were the most fundamental opposites.

No matter how great the conflict between the Imperial Clans and Ling Han was, after Ling Han achieved Dao, even if they would seek revenge, it was basically impossible for the entire clan to be eliminated.

Every injustice had its perpetrator, and every debt had its debtor. It was impossible that there were no good people in the whole clan.

Would those who could become Emperor not have the slightest tolerance?

However, Yin souls were different.

Once the Netherworld occupied the Living Realm, all of the living creatures would be done for.

The environment of the Netherworld was completely unsuitable for living people to live in. This was the most fundamental opposing environment, and there was absolutely no space for harmony.

Thus, though the Imperial Sons hated Ling Han to death, they still had to unite against the enemy at this moment.

Of course, they were also very confused. Yin and Yang were clearly on opposing sides, so why would Yang Yihuan and the others cooperate with the Netherworld?

Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling, He Luo, and the others had already become Saints. However, they were only One Star Saints at this moment. Di Wuji and Tong Ming were Two Star Saints, and only Lu Xun and Wu Xingtong had reached the level of Three Star Saint. White, red, and orange-colored holy flames pulsated in their minds, and could be seen clearly.

Looking at the Golden Generation’s holy flames, all of which were white in color, the gulf between them was quite large.

Lu Xun crossed his arms behind his back, and said to all the Imperial Sons, “I have come today to make a bet with you.”

“What are we betting on?” Yan Anming spoke up on behalf of all the Imperial Sons. Both he and Baili Tian were members of the Golden Generation that had been the first to advance into Saint Tier. Now that Baili Tian was not here, he naturally answered on behalf of the other Imperial Sons.

Lu Xun broke into a grin, “We are betting a galaxy.”

“If you win a single battle, we can return one of the galaxies that we have conquered to you. If you lose a single battle, then withdraw your defenses, and allow an entire galaxy to belong to us.”

What a huge gamble!

A galaxy, not a planet.

Yan Anming immediately shook his head, saying, “There are already two-star or even three-star Saints among you. What’s the worth in competing?”

Those that could advance into Saint Tier, which one of them was not a prodigy among prodigies?

Even the Golden Generation didn’t have much confidence in surpassing their cultivation level to challenge someone stronger than them. Moreover, Lu Xun and the others were most likely the sons of the ancient Great Emperors. Thus, their natural talent was no weaker than theirs.

Then wouldn’t it be a definite loss?