Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4643 - : Sea Emperor

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Chapter 4643: Sea Emperor

What could they do?

This was an incredibly realistic threat.

If Ling Han didn’t hand over the seed, the sea of corpses of Saints would be mobilized. It was guaranteed that Four Origin Planet wouldn’t even be left with scraps.

Imperial Weapon?

The Imperial Weapon could indeed block the sea of corpses of Saints, but the problem was, how long could it last?

Otherwise, Tong Ming wouldn’t have been able to kill so many Saints back then.

Ling Han also frowned. Though he had set up a Saint-level formation, how long could it last under the barrage of the sea of corpses of Saints?

However, the Seed of the Holy Flame had already fused with him, so it was impossible for him to take it out.

To say the least, even if it could be taken out, what kind of terrifying chain reaction would it cause if it was handed over?

The Empress had died because of this, which showed just how important this matter was. How could he surrender it to the ruler of a Land of Death?

Then what exactly should he do?

If only Buddha Doga and Ge Qianqiu could make it here.

“If you’re hoping for Buddha Doga and Ge Qianqiu, then don’t have any hopes.” Zhang Yu gave Ling Han another blow. “These two have already been invited for tea by the other two Lords. It’s impossible for them to arrive.”

In other words, the other rulers of the Lands of Death had made their move!

Now, was there still hope?

“I’ll count to three. At that time, I’ll wave my hand and urge these Saint corpses to attack,” Zhang Yu said calmly.

As the Imperial Son, he was actually going to do such threatening words, which made him very displeased.

However, it couldn’t be helped. That seed was too important.

“No, we definitely can’t hand over the seed!” An Imperial Clan Saint stepped out, and it was still Luo Yang.

“That’s right. We definitely can’t!” Another Saint stepped out, and it was still the son of a Great Emperor.

As expected, the sons of Great Emperors had their focus on the bigger picture. At this time, they definitely could not just sit by and watch.

Though they did not know what use this so-called seed could have, with how serious the Netherworld was, it must be of great importance.

With how incompatible the Living Realm and Netherworld were now, they definitely couldn’t allow the seed to fall into the hands of the rulers of the Lands of Death. Otherwise… the world would truly be in danger.

One after another, the sons of Great Emperors stepped out. At this time, others could just be concerned about themselves and not interfere, but the sons of Great Emperors could not.

Their vision went further than that.

Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sneer, “Since you guys are so stubborn, then die!”

He waved his hand, and instantly, the Saint corpses moved, surging like a tide.

This was too terrifying.

The battle prowess of Saint corpses was limited. The majority were One Star or Two Stars, and occasionally, there would be Three Stars or Four Stars. Five Stars belonged to the category of rare, but an abundance of ants could bite an elephant to death!

Moreover, how could these be mere ants? They were clearly fierce wolves.

The sea of corpses moved, and the Saints instantly entered into a tough battle.

It was too difficult. There were too many corpses in the sea, and what was the most despairing thing? After these corpses were shattered, they only had to be thrown back into that great ocean, and very soon, they would be able to reform their bodies, and become a “healthy man” again. There was absolutely no need for a long time to recover.

This was an endless battle; who could withstand it?

“Quick, organize a retreat.” Ling Han made arrangements.

Obviously, the Four Origin Planet couldn’t possibly be saved. Thus, the only thing they could do now was to evacuate all the living creatures on the Four Origin Planet and abandon this planet.

The Transfer Formation was activated, and people left in waves. However, the number of living beings on a planet was astonishing, and the Transfer Formation could only send a very limited number of people away every time. To completely empty a planet, it wouldn’t be possible without several hundred or several thousand years.

Meanwhile, the Saints were continuously retreating. How could they block the surging sea of corpses?

Ling Han had already activated the Imperial Weapon, and the Saint-level formation was also channeling, killing the Saint corpses and reducing the pressure on the Saints.

“Hehe, do you think that you are the only one with an Imperial Weapon?” Zhang Yu smirked coldly. He too drew out a purple hammer, and struck out at Ling Han. Kuang, a bolt of lightning immediately struck over.

Nine-star Regulations!

Among Imperial Weapons, which one would be weaker than another?

The Clear Bamboo Sword was immediately restrained by this purple hammer, and no longer had the time to attack the Saint corpses.

Right now, he could only rely on the Saint-level formation to unleash its might. More importantly, there were many nearby planets that had been engulfed by the sea, so they could no longer provide power for the Saint-level formation. As a result, its might was greatly reduced, and the threat it posed to the Saint-level sea of corpses was limited.

“You are already at the end of your rope, and you still want to resist stubbornly?” Zhang Yu smirked coldly.

At this point, he still wanted to turn the tables?

“Hehe, young friend seems to have encountered some difficulty!” Right at this moment, an old voice rang out.

Shua, another person had appeared in the galaxy at some unknown time.

This was an old man. He was dressed in coarse hemp clothing, and his attire was extremely plain.

“Yi!” Ling Han swept a glance over, and couldn’t help but be startled.

This was the person who had given him the Time Wine on the Imperial Path.

The old man who guarded the tomb!

He had actually exited the Imperial Path—uh, this wasn’t strange, but he would actually appear at this time?

“Who are you?” Zhang Yu was startled. How could this old geezer appear and disappear so mysteriously? Even he did not know how he had suddenly appeared here.

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However, the tomb-keeper completely ignored Zhang Yu. It was as if the latter was just some random person, and he couldn’t even be bothered to give him a second look.

He looked towards that great ocean, and said calmly, “It’s time to stop!”

He was talking to… the ruler of the Land of Death!

Hiss, this meant that Zhang Yu was not qualified to converse with him.

“Damn it!” Zhang Yu’s expression was dark. He was the son of a Great Emperor. When the Sea Emperor ruled the world, he was the Second in the World. When had he ever been ignored like this?

With a wave of his hand, a large number of Saint corpses instantly charged toward the old man who had guarded the tomb.

The tomb-keeper merely waved his hand lightly, and instantly, masses of Saint corpses collapsed, directly exploding into dust.

Gods!

Seeing this scene, all the Saints felt their scalps go numb.

This person… could it be that he was a Great Emperor?

With a light wave of his hand, all 100 Saints were annihilated!

No, no, no, this couldn’t possibly be a Great Emperor. If a new Great Emperor appeared, the heaven and earth would be filled with strange phenomena, so how could it be that there would be no reaction at all?

If it had to be said that it was the Great Emperor from the last era or the era before last?

That was even more impossible. No Great Emperor could live for so long.

Hence—

“Pseudo-Emperor!” All the Saints exclaimed in shock.

The Nine-Star Saint wasn’t this strong, and it was also impossible for a Great Emperor to appear. Thus, this Lord could only be a Pseudo-Emperor.

Setting aside the rulers of the Lands of Death, this was the third Pseudo-Emperor from the Living Realm.

The appearance of the Pseudo-Emperor naturally increased everyone’s confidence greatly.

There was hope, there was finally hope.

The tomb-keeper waved his hand a few times, clearing the sea of corpses of Saints in the surroundings. He crossed his arms behind his back, and still did not cast a second look at Zhang Yu. Instead, his eyes were focused on the great sea, “Sea Emperor, you can stop now.”

W-what?

Hearing the tomb-keeper’s words, all the Saints felt their limbs go cold.

Sea Emperor?

A Great Emperor!

How was this possible!

The sea surged, and waves rose even though there was no wind, setting off shocking waves. Endless seawater soared into the sky, turning into a massive human face.

“Qian Yanghao, are you still not dead?” A voice filled with authority rang out. It actually came from that human face that was formed from seawater.

A smile appeared on the elder’s face, and his expression was filled with age. “You’re not dead yet, so how can I dare to die?”