Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 331-335

Chapter 331: Preparing to Breakthrough

Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

Ling Han was very freakish, but the ninth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier was a shortcoming after all. His battle prowess could rival nine stars in the Spiritual Ocean Tier, but encountering the ten-starred purple-clothed youngster, he was still the side weaker by a level.

Within a few moves, he was at a disadvantage, only guarding.

However, this still stupefied Jian Ao Cheng and the purple-clothed youngster.

Since when could first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier’s be this ferocious?

In Jian Ao cheng’s eyes, killing intent was burning. If such a freak raised his cultivation to the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, wouldn’t he be able to instantly kill him? No, such a prodigy had to be quickly eradicated.

He liked to battle prodigies because the feeling of crushing prodigies was extremely pleasant—definitely not because he could lose.

The purple-clothed youngster roared repeatedly, one move more vicious than the previous, but Ling Han’s battle prowess was only weaker than him by one star; how could he possibly take Ling Han down by exerting a bit more strength? Besides, Ling Han still had too many trump cars that he hadn’t revealed.

If possible, Ling Han truly wanted to slaughter Ao Jian Cheng. He should be one of Ao Feng’s cherished children, and killing him would definitely make Ao Feng feel distressed for a while. However, Ling Han felt that a mental spirit always followed Ao Jian Cheng.

That formidable Winter Moon Sect’s cultivator was paying close attention to Ao Jian Cheng at every moment, and the instant Ling Han unleashed the Demon Birth Sword, it would definitely draw that person over.

Ling Han shook his head. He could only contend relying on his own strength.

“I underestimated you!” The purple-clothed youngster stopped, but did not to stop the battle. He took out a sword behind his back that gleamed like autumn water. On the blade were lines of fabric patterns, totaling nine; it was a Spirit Tool.

“Resuscitate!” He shouted lightly. Weng, weng, weng, the lines of fabric on the blade were activated one by one, glowing; however, only eight were lit up, the ninth line of fabric refusing to work.

“Making me use Long Brow Sword, you can feel proud even when you die!” The purple-clothed youngster smiled with air of arrogance, leaping out with his sword and slashing towards Ling Han. Hu, the Spirit Tool split apart the air and four flashes of Sword Qi danced all together, extremely scary.

Ling Han frowned momentarily, then just turned to run without saying another word.

If he wanted to beat the purple-clothed youngster, he had to use the Demon Birth Sword and the Mysterious Three Thousand. However, once the Demon Birth Sword was used, under the sensitivity of the Qi, the divine sense on Ao Jian Cheng would definitely realize.

That couldn’t happen!

Once he charged into the Spiritual Ocean Tier, his strength would have a shocking surge. Why was it necessary to fight desperately here?

“You want to run?” The purple-clothed youngster snorted, hurriedly breaking into pursuit.

Ao Jian Cheng displayed his movement technique and followed behind. Ling Han was too freakish—if such a prodigy wasn’t quickly eliminated, it simply would make him unable to rest or eat in peace.

However, who would be able to catch up to Ling Han who used Shadow Wind Movement Technique once he activated it?

Hu Niu was one, but for the Spiritual Ocean Tier practitioners, one had to be naturally gifted with movement techniques or have related bloodline abilities; otherwise, if they said they wanted to catch up to Ling Han who used the Shadow Wind Movement Technique, they didn’t really mean it.