Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4119: Ten Victories



After a few battles, a large number of people immediately chose to withdraw from the competition.

This was too cruel. It was either life or death, which made a great many young sprouts that had grown up in protective environments completely unable to bear it. However, once they withdrew from the tournament, they would no longer be able to participate in the tournament inside the Arena of Death.

Thankfully, everyone was presently in teams, and as long as one person in the team managed to pass, the whole team would be able to obtain the entry permit. Thus, there was still hope for these people who had withdrawn from the competition.

The majority of the teams chose to wait. After all, there were too many elites presently, and if they forced themselves, they would only die young.

The result was that there was a serious shortage in the number of participants.

Ling Han waited for two days, and only then did a new opponent appear. However, it was not an outsider, but rather a multi-headed person.

Actually, Ling Han was still a little conflicted about fighting outsiders. After all, too many people were complete strangers to him, yet they still had to fight to the death. However, it was a different story for the multi-headed people. Ling Han believed that these beings had long since been annihilated in history. Now, they had only manifested because of a single thought of an elite.

Thus, there was naturally no burden on his mind. He could kill them however he liked.

This was a two-headed person, and his battle prowess was... very strong!

Multiple-headed people were a race where the number of heads determined one's natural talent. The more heads one had, the higher one's natural talent would naturally be. This was very simple. One more head meant one more mind. To a Core Formation Tier cultivator, that was one more Celestial Core.

This naturally had a great impact.

Then was the two-headed person equivalent to two cultivators at the same cultivation level of the Core Formation Tier?

Not really, because though there were two Celestial Cores, the amount of power one could deliver at the same time was still limited by the physique. However, with another Celestial Core, he would be able to inscribe a few more Mystical Powers, and this naturally would greatly increase his battle prowess.

Thus, the more heads there were, the stronger one would be in a battle of equal cultivation levels.

Of course, how could a mere two-headed person be a match for Ling Han?

If it was not for the fact that Ling Han wanted to familiarize himself with the unique traits of the multi-headed people, he was completely capable of insta-killing his opponent with a single move. Now, however, he had dragged on the battle for over a dozen moves before he finally blasted his opponent into dust with a single punch.

It was clearly just the manifestation of thought from an elite, but this multi-headed person was incredibly real. With a punch, blood spurted in all directions. In fact, one could even sense the unwillingly departed soul of his opponent.

Subsequently, Ling Han's opponents were still multiple-headed people, from two heads to three heads, and the number was endlessly increasing. Though they were both in the consummate level of Core Formation Tier, the battle prowess was also rising steadily, and had even increased exponentially.

But in front of a super freak like Ling Han, so what if he was strong? He would be able to kill him with a single hand.

After battling for a long time, Ling Han's understanding of the Multiple-Headed Tribe also increased. This also made him very envious of the abilities of the Multiple-Headed Tribe.

If he could also have one more mind, or even three or four in fact, just how much would his battle prowess increase by?

No wonder the great clans of the ancient times would be interested in the Multiple-Headed Tribe, and capture them for research in order to obtain the secret of cultivating multiple minds. This was indeed tempting.

However, these people of the Multiple-Headed Tribe were only illusions created by the thought of an elite. To say nothing of the fact that Ling Han couldn't do anything to investigate them, even if he wanted to, there was nothing he could do.

Unknowingly, Ling Han had already obtained nine consecutive wins. He was only one battle away from passing the stage.

Chi Menghan, Song Lan, and the others were all very relaxed, thinking that this final battle was still very easy for Ling Han. It was only going through the motions. They were already thinking about what they would be able to see on the third island.

Very quickly, the night passed.

Ling Han arrived at the arena, and it wasn't long before he saw his final opponent.

Lin Lang!

He had never thought that this final opponent would actually be him.

Ling Han smiled faintly. When he had been in the Cauldron Forging Tier, he had already thrashed this Imperial Son. Now, he was sure that it would be the same.

"Ling Han!" Lin Lang said through gritted teeth. Even his hair was standing on end, revealing endless killing intent. "I've finally waited for this chance!"

"Oh, I remember that you were the one who was defeated last time, right? What is it? Have you found your confidence from somewhere?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

Lin Lang gradually withdrew his killing intent, and revealed a proud expression, "I have to admit, your strength in a battle of equals is indeed amazing, capable of matching me—"

"How shameless," Ling Han mumbled.

Lin Lang's face flushed red. In the previous battle, he had indeed lost to Ling Han, and it was not a so-called equal match as he had said, but how could he possibly admit it?

"This time, I'm one minor level above you, so you're definitely going to die!" he said.

"Since you're so confident, come." Ling Han crooked a finger at him.

Lin Lang raised his hand, and the Jade Water Sword appeared once more.

This naturally wasn't the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan's Imperial Weapon. It was only a replica, a standard weapon that every clansman of the Lin Clan could possess. However, Lin Lang was the Imperial Son, after all. The Jade Water Sword in his hand was much stronger than the standard Spirit Tool. Moreover, as he advanced into the Core Formation Tier, the standard weapon he used naturally also rose to a higher level.

This Jade Water Sword could be said to be the strongest level of the Core Formation Tier.

With sword in hand, coupled with his incomparably powerful strength, Lin Lang's confidence

exploded.

Ling Han didn't summon the Primal Chaos Lightning Tower. As he saw it, it wasn't to the point that he had to use this precious tool yet.

"Surrender your life!" Lin Lang shouted loudly, and charged towards Ling Han. He slashed out with his sword, which turned into an ice dragon that bared its fangs and brandished its claws. In fact, it really was exuding a sliver of dragon's might.

This was very interesting. Since the Ancestral King Fire Clouds was called Fire Clouds, he should be skilled in fire-element cultivation techniques, but the Imperial Weapon he used

was ice-element.

Ling Han mocked internally, while his figure charged out, greeting Lin Lang's attack.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

The two young prodigies exchanged blows. Lin Lang was the Imperial Son, and he had also cultivated to the consummate level of Core Formation Tier. His battle prowess was naturally not inferior to Baili Che, and with the addition of the replica of the Imperial Weapon, his strength was further boosted.

Ling Han's raw power was inferior to that of Lin Lang's. Thus, in this clash, he was naturally sent flying repeatedly, but it could not hold up to the fact that he had the Primal Chaos Celestial Core, which allowed him to dissolve the power that he had been hit with ease.

Lin Lang gritted his teeth. Was he still unable to defeat Ling Han?

It was understandable that he had lost to Ling Han the first time. After all, Ling Han was more powerful than him, but now? He clearly had an advantage in power, yet he only had an advantage and couldn't gain the upper hand. This drove him crazy.

As the Imperial Son, was it so difficult for him to defeat a lowly commoner?

He was dissatisfied. Furthermore, this was a mortal duel, and one of the two of them would

definitely die.

He didn't want to die!

Lin Lang roared loudly, and began to burn the Imperial Blood. His whole person immediately

exuded a terrifying aura.

Uncontrollably, his body had already enlarged greatly. This was the side effect of burning then/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Imperial Blood. If his cultivation level was high enough, he would be able to control it as he willed it, and whether his size would change or not would be completely up to a single

thought.

However, it could not be denied that he was presently inconceivably strong.