Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

o the corners of the world, your only fate will still be death.”

This was an indirect admission of his fear.
“Don’t even think of killing me; otherwise, you will not be able to escape, either.” This was what he was saying between the lines.

A thought flashed in Ling Han’s mind.
At the time, Hu Can and his group had actually managed to so coincidentally find them out because they had obtained guidance from the ancestor of their clan who had gained the information through prediction.
But, this ability of prediction obviously was still very inadequate.
Otherwise, Hu Can and his group would not have died.

This kind of ability could not be underestimated, but it was also definitely not omnipotent, either.

“Ling Han, think before you act.” The Star Sand Saint did not advise him further, and merely reminded him.
The present Ling Han was too strong; he could even equal him in power.

Ling Han nodded, and said, “I have considered carefully; I am determined to stomp this damn bug to death!”

‘F*ck!’ Hu Yingmu cursed internally, but did not dare to say a word.
Instead, he turned around and fled.

The man had channelled a drop of blood essence from a Saint King, and his present abilities were enough to equal a Great Saint; how was he supposed to fight that! The precious robe he was wearing could only endure over 100 attacks, and would crumble after this limit was reached.

“Want to flee?” Ling Han smirked.
Since he had even used the blood essence of a Saint King, how could he easily allow him to flee?

He moved, and his hand was large enough to shadow the skies, grabbing out towards Hu Yingmu.

At this moment, Ling Han himself was a Great Saint!

When a Great Saint moved, a Small Saint could not possibly dodge, and could only take the attack up front.
It was just like how Ling Han could not possibly dodge Hu Yingmu’s attack previously.

Boom, the precious robe glowed, and divine patterns shone brilliantly.
This meant it had exploded with great might, and forcibly blocked Ling Han’s attack.

Ling Han naturally did not take it to heart.
Though there was a time limit to the blood essence of a Saint King, it was definitely enough time for him to send out not just 100 attacks.

In other words, Hu Yingmu was dead.

To dare make a move to snatch his wife; who would be dying if not him?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ling Han thrashed Hu Yingmu so madly that he could only be beaten.

Everyone was watching open-mouthed with shock, and recalled something that they had overlooked.

In truth, Ling Han had no need to have the agreement of a single move with the other party, and could completely make a direct move to cripple him.
Why had Ling Han taken such an indirect course, then?

That was because Ling Han wanted Hu Yingmu to lower his head and apologize!

Otherwise, for someone as proud as Hu Yingmu, even if he was killed by Ling Han, how could he possibly open his mouth and admit his fault?

This was working off his anger!

First making you apologize, and then killing you.

“Senior Brother Ling is formidable!”

“Senior Brother Ling is imperious!”

“Senior Brother Ling, I want to have your babies!”

Everyone’s cries resounded together.
A great many female disciples had forgotten to be reserved, and even Long Xiangyue very much wanted to shout as well.

Ling Han moved continuously.
With the support of the blood essence of a Saint King, his power had reached an unimaginable level.

His grasp of technique had not improved, but when power had reached a certain extent, that would naturally form suppression.
Moreover, the blood essence of the Saint King also possessed the Regulations on the level of Saint King, though Ling Han could not understand or freely control it.
He could only blast it out in one attack after another.

This could not be used for comprehension, but could be used in battle.

Hu Yingmu’s condition began to worsen.
His precious robes were seriously consumed underneath the endless attacks.
One after another, seals darkened and cracks began to appear.

He gritted his teeth.
Since his opponent had even used the blood essence of a Saint King, he was obviously determined to kill him, so there was no point to even beg for mercy, and he, too, could not possibly beg for mercy from an ant.
He still had that much amount of a backbone in him.

He was not resigned to this.
He was an honourable Saint; furthermore, he was one who had walked out from the Forbidden Land.
Yet, he would actually be killed by a junior in the Eternal River Tier.
Even if he was dead, this would mean eternal humiliation, and his name would be infamous in history.

He tried his best to break out of the siege.

[1] Chinese proverb meaning that when a man had lost his influence and/or position, he would be subjected to indignity from those inferior to him before.