Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao
chapter-4177

The Nine Cauldrons Fusion Cauldron was the standard trait of the Imperial Son and Imperial Daughter. Without reaching this level, even the Imperial Son and Imperial Daughter would be stripped of their status.

However, if one wanted to become an Emperor, they would have to rely on their own power to fuse the Nine Cauldrons into one. This was also one of the reasons why the Imperial Clans could no longer produce an Ancestral King.

But now, a native had actually relied on the help of the power of heaven and earth to complete the fusion of the Nine Cauldrons.

What kind of concept was this?

This person… had hopes of becoming an Emperor!

Moreover, the Body Art and mystical power had fused together, surpassing the power of 40 Heavens. This suppressed even the Ancestral Kings of the past.

This was truly heaven-defying!

“It’s not that terrifying. The Great Emperors all came from long ago, and lack resources and cultivation techniques, so they don’t cultivate Body Arts. Otherwise, it would be completely no issue for them to surpass 40 Heavens in power.”

“That’s right. It is said that when some Ancestral King were young, their raw power was as high as thirty-eight, or even thirty-nine Heavens, which is much higher than this native.”

“To say nothing of others, just take Golden Generation for example. All of them have cultivated Body Arts, so their power is definitely not inferior to his.”

“That’s right. If it was not for the fact that they have the potential to surpass the generations of Ancestral Kings, how could these people be worthy of being called the Golden Generation?”

Everyone sighed ruefully. None of them were willing to admit it, but they all agreed internally that Yi Qianhong should be the strongest in the current Core Formation Tier. Even Ling Han would not be able to match him.

“Being my servant, there is no need to feel aggrieved,” Yi Qianhong said calmly, as he strolled slowly towards Ling Han, “I am someone who is going to become the Ancestral King. Being able to become my servant, your name will definitely be known for all eternity. In this lifetime, what one pursues is nothing more than this.”

These words caused a great many people to humph. You are only the number one in the Core Formation Tier, but don’t forget, there was still the Golden Generation.

Yi Qianhong had already arrived in front of Ling Han. He stretched out a hand to grab Ling Han, wanting to beat this person into submission.

“Servant your sister!” Ling Han roared loudly, and also grabbed out at Yi Qianhong.

‘F*ck! I only activated Body Art, and you’re only able to suppress me by 30% in terms of power. What are you so smug about?!’

“Stubborn!” Yi Qianhong sneered, and grabbed at Ling Han’s wrist.

The two of them engaged in close-quarter combat, and it was natural that whoever was more powerful would emerge victorious.

Yi Qianhong’s expression changed drastically as soon as he placed his hand on his.

‘Holy f*ck! How is this power so powerful?’

He had not even finished the thought, when he was already brandished by Ling Han. Peng, he crashed heavily onto the ground.

Peng!

In the next second, he was once again swung around, turning 180 degrees in the air, and crashed onto the ground with the other side of his body.

Peng, peng, peng! Ling Han used Yi Qianhong like a punching bag, and tossed him around madly.

‘F*ck!’

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Yi, wasn’t it agreed that he would be the strongest in the Core Formation Tier? What was going on now? Why was he being smashed madly like a dead dog!

“Have we seen wrongly?”

“No, it’s not blurred vision. Yi Qianhong is really being madly smashed by Ling Han.”

“Heavens, didn’t Yi Qianhong’s power surpass 40 heavens? This is a threshold that the Imperial Sons couldn’t cross even if they burned their Imperial Blood, and now, he is actually being trampled on like this?”

“Ling Han… is too strong!”

“He is truly the Imperial Son Killer; this is practically torturing noobs.”

After a moment of shock, everyone finally came back to their senses.

Then, there was another question. Just how strong was Ling Han?

“Yi Qianhong’s power is at 42 Heavens, so Ling Han’s power definitely surpasses his.”

“To be able to crush him so easily, he would have to be suppressed by three Heavens in power, at least!”

“F***, 45 Heavens?”

Thinking of such a terrifying number, everyone was stunned speechless.

Was this a height that living beings could reach?

Peng, peng, peng! Ling Han was still throwing him around. F***, he actually dared to make him his servant; he must be blind.

The large black dog stroked his paws and praised, “Little Han is really a show-off.”

“What do you mean?” the little azure dragon humbly learnt.

“You see, Little Han deliberately pretended to be weak first, allowing the Yi brat to taste some benefits. He talked to himself, and revealed all his strength, drawing the exclamations of shock from the masses, who admitted their own inferiority. But it was at this moment that Little Han suddenly smashed the Yi brat as if he was a weakling. With such a strong contrast, how could it not shock the whole area?” The large black dog praised repeatedly.

“Oh, so this is what it means to suppress one’s desires first, and then soar.” The little azure dragon finally understood. “Raise the enemy high, then thrash him easily.”

“You’re worthy of teaching,” the large black dog said with a nod. He then looked around, and said, “Oh, that’s right. Which of you said that you wanted to challenge Little Han?”

Challenge your sister.

All the natives looked at Ling Han, who was madly smashing Yi Qianhong, and swallowed with great difficulty. They all shook their heads.

If it were them, they would definitely be smashed into a pancake in a few moves.

Ling Han smashed for a while longer, and felt bored. Then, he casually tossed Yi Qianhong aside, and walked back on his own.

There was complete silence.

Without seeing Yi Qianhong sprawled out on the ground like a dead dog, everyone had the illusion that this guy would counterattack. After all, he was a monster whose power had broken through 40 Heavens.

But even until the end, it was still so peaceful. A freakish genius whose power had exceeded 40 Heavens had been defeated just like that. This was practically a humiliation that could be nailed onto the pillar of shame.

How could they accept this?

To say nothing of the natives, even the outsiders had lost their excitement.

Ling Han was too strong, so strong that they could only look up to him but could not catch up to him.

To those who aspired to pursue the throne, this was practically a great blow.

How could they win against such a freak?

They hadn’t been born at the same time as the Golden Generation, avoiding the terror of being ruled by those prodigies. Now, however, Ling Han had suddenly appeared. His freakishness was in no way inferior to them, or perhaps even surpassed them. This was simply enough to drive them to despair.

Fighting spirit, would they still have fighting spirit in future?

Everyone’s hearts were filled with ups and downs. Only with competition would there be vigor, but Ling Han was so strong that others didn’t even have the right to compete.

“… Don’t take it to heart. Ling Han only cultivated Body Art at the same time, and that’s why his power is so strong!” Someone forcibly boosted his confidence.

“That’s right. As long as one advances into the True Self Tier, the advantage of Body Art will be greatly decreased, and the further one advances into the late stage, the less useful it would be.”

“Even if I am no match now, it doesn’t mean that I won’t be a match in the future!”

The Imperial Sons cheered each other on, barely regaining some of their confidence, but they knew that things were not as simple as they said. If Body Art was useless, why would the various Imperial Clans have to exert all their power to support a single Imperial Son?

This was very important, very important.

Chi Menghan’s beautiful eyes lit up. She knew that Ling Han was extraordinary, but she hadn’t expected him to be this powerful.

“Sister, if you don’t hurry up and make your move, Brother-in-law will really slip away,” the silver-haired lolita suddenly appeared and whispered into her ear.

Chi Menghan shot her a fierce look, but her heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

The banquet had already progressed to this point, and no one was still in the mood to discuss dao. The strongest had already appeared, so what difference did the others have with a clown should they continue?