Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 301-310

Chapter 301: Who Dares to Resist
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

"Brother Zhong, kill him!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"We of the Nine Nations of the Desolate North aren't weaklings!"

The crowd was infuriated, but Cheng Fei Jun made no sound. He recognized the mark on Bao Xin Ran's sleeve—this was a large sect's disciple, so it wasn't worthwhile for him to offend the latter.

Anyways, it was just Zhong He Guang, so what if he died. There were still many talents left, and it didn't matter if there was one less or one more.

Ling Han frowned and said, "Zhong He Guang's going to suffer."

"Why?!" Liu Yu Tong and Li Si Chan asked with surprise.

"Because that little brat is already at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier!" Guang Yuan followed.

What!?

Liu Yu Tong and Li Si Chan revealed a shocked expression at the same time—a Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior in his twenties? No way, one couldn't even be found in the Rain Country! Erm, recently one certainly emerged... Feng Yan was one, and Yan Tian Zhao was even younger, only fifteen!

Normally speaking, people were over thirty before they entered the Spiritual Ocean Tier... even thirty-year-old Gushing Spring Tier warriors were already not bad.

No wonder the people of the north region were so impressive; any random person that came running out was a martial arts genius?

......

"This fight mustn't be fought!" Zhu Wu Jiu shot up onto his feet; this was definitely an unfair battle.

Ling Han nodded and said, "You go stop it, and have Can Ye return."

"Yes!" Zhu Wu Jiu hurriedly left following the order, but it was already too late. Zhong He Guang was already unable to suppress his anger, lashing his whip at Bao Xin Rang. Shua , the long whip turned into a spirit snake as Origin Power surged and layers of ripples swept through the air, extremely shocking.

Bao Xin Rang simply smiled coldly and pointed with a finger on his left hand. It was strangely accurate, touching the middle of the whip, and an even stronger Origin Power surged. The long whip was instantly softened as if it had been hit at its weakest point.

Zhong He Guang was stunned. He was just about to bounce back by lashing his whip, but Bao Xin Ran already flew out. His speed was unusually fast—as his feet moved, he already appeared in front of Zhong He Guang, cracking a smile.

Zhong He Guang was extremely panic-stricken and was about to attack without his whip, but Bao Xin Ran flicked at his forehead, and with a pa , he was instantly sent flying. When he was in midair, his head fiercely exploded, red and white stuff splashing everywhere.

Hiss!

Everyone shivered as they watched; this was one of the strongest prodigies of the Nine Nations of the Desolate North, but now he was killed like a mole cricket—how could they accept this?

Frightened and trembling with fear, they started to wonder what the hell were they going to the Winter Moon Sect for if the north region was filled with such monsters. In order to enter the mountain gates, they'd definition have to experience intense competition, and anyone could casually kill them.

They came out to seek higher martial arts tiers, not to give their lives!

In that instant, the thought of retreating occured to quite a few people.