Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4622 - : Kill All

Chapter 4622: Kill All

Eight-star Regulations!

Ling Han could actually channel eight stars Regulations?

Hold on, he had become a Saint?

That’s not right. Just now, he had clearly shot out four pinnacle pillars, which clearly meant that he was still a Venerate.

Moreover, after becoming a Saint, when the holy flame burned, no matter what, there would still be a sliver of aura surging, but on Ling Han, there really was not the slightest bit of Saint-level aura.

If it was claimed that Ling Han was a Saint, no one would believe it.

However, since he wasn’t a Saint, how could he use eight-star Regulations? Moreover, it wasn’t just one, but five!

Boom! With a single strike, the Qiantian Saint was instantly sent flying, his Saintly blood spraying through the air.

This was a Four-Star Saint! Now, even he was no match for Ling Han?

Ling Han took advantage of his victory to follow up with a barrage of punches.

Kill, kill, kill, these hypocrites, what was the point of them living?

The present him was equivalent to being able to unleash eight flashes of eight-star Regulations, which was far superior to the Qiantian Saint. Even if the latter had a Saint Tool in his hands, he was still no match, and in Ling Han’s hands, he was like a toy.

This rendered Ding Shu and the others speechless. One had to realize that when Ling Han had battled Yang Yihuan and the others, he clearly hadn’t possessed such battle prowess.

Only a few days had passed, so how could Ling Han’s strength have increased so explosively?

“Enough!” The Xuan Huo Saint moved. He raised a palm and delivered a palm strike at Ling Han.

He was an eight-star Saint, and he had mastered as many as 12 eight-star Regulations. Thus, just how terrifying was the power of his casual attack?

Ling Han didn’t dare to face it head-on, and hurriedly dodged. Otherwise, it would really be a suicidal action.

Boom!

This strike was like a river, forcibly splitting the underground space into two.

Ling Han stood on one side, while the Qiantian Saint stood on the other.

The might of a single strike was actually so terrifying.

The Qiantian Saint was utterly humiliated. He was a Saint of the older generation, and had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Yet, he had almost been beaten to burst by a Venerate that had yet to become a Saint. How could he accept this?

Everyone sighed ruefully. Could it be that the level of Ling Han’s counterattack had already leaped from the level of the Golden Generation to the level of the Saints of the older generation?

It should be known that after the Qiantian Saint, it was Xuan Huo Saint and the other eight or nine-star Saints’ turn. These were also the supreme elites that the various Imperial Clans had.

“You want a beating too?” Ling Han stared at Xuan Huo Saint, his eyes filled with killing intent.

At this moment, he didn’t want to feign civility with the Imperial Clans anymore.

He was too displeased. He just wanted to kill someone.

The Xuan Huo Saint couldn’t help but shiver in anger. He was an eight-star Saint, so how long had he been alive for?

700,000 years!

To say nothing of newly advanced Saints like the Golden Generations and the others, even the Qiantian Saint would have to pay his respects when he saw him.

Now that Ling Han was treating him with such disdain, he was naturally filled with killing intent.

“You’re seeking death!” he humphed, and stretched out a hand to grab Ling Han.

This place was a cage, and it was the best opportunity to kill Ling Han.

—If this young prodigy was not eliminated, would the Golden Generation have any chance of becoming Emperor?

“Old b@stard, I will beat out all your teeth!” Ling Han humphed lightly. Who cares!

‘Come!’

He extracted the power of belief from the damaged stone statue at all costs. After this, the stone statue would be completely destroyed, and could no longer be used. However, being boosted by such a majestic power of belief, Ling Han’s battle prowess would also reach a terrifying level.

Weng, multiple streaks of golden light appeared, enshrouding Ling Han. They intertwined to form what looked like Battle Armor, and there were seals flickering within the golden light, densely packed together.

“F***!”

“Power of belief!”

“Heavens, how could there be such pure, dense power of belief?”

“A Saint would definitely not be able to condense this kind of power of belief!”

Everyone exclaimed in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

“I understand!”

“I understand as well!”

A considerable number of people immediately nodded repeatedly, realization dawning on their faces.

“No wonder Ling Han can use the eight-star Regulations, because he has the blessing of the power of belief.”

“But the problem is, without becoming a Saint, how can one use the power of belief?”

“This is probably his freakishness.”

“No, no, no. Previously, when he was fighting Yang Yihuan and the others, it was obvious that he was still unable to use the power of belief. Furthermore, this power of belief is too dense and too pure. It is not something that a Saint can condense at all!”

“It’s the Great Emperor!”

“This guy has really obtained the inheritance of the Great Emperor!”

Everyone no longer had any doubts. Ling Han must have obtained the treasures left behind by the Great Emperor. Otherwise, how could he suddenly be able to use the power of belief?

Peng!

The Xuan Huo Saint’s attack landed on Ling Han’s golden armor, yet it was completely ineffective. It was as if it had been absorbed.

Ling Han threw another punch. It was clearly still very far away, but a golden streak shot out, as if it was a God Tool, slashing towards the Xuan Huo Saint.

Gods!

Everyone could clearly see that this whip was actually formed from nineteen streaks of eight-star Regulations.

His lifespan was nearing its end; how was he supposed to block this?

The Xuan Huo Saint also paled in fright. After becoming a Saint for so many years, this was definitely the greatest danger he had ever encountered.

Nineteen flashes of eight-star Regulations were enough to kill any Saint.

He hurriedly fled, not daring to face it head-on.

“Old b@stard, where do you think you’re going!” Ling Han chased after him. He didn’t care about anything else, and started a massacre.

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You guys want to kill me? Fine, I’ll send you on your way first!

“So what if it is the Imperial Clans?”

“Die!”

The Xuan Huo Saint ran as fast as he could, yet there were far too many Imperial Sons here. Which of them was faster than Ling Han?

Boom, the golden ribbon swept past. This was a web of nineteen eight-star Regulations, which was indescribably terrifying.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

In this Great Emperor Mystery Realm, even Saints were unable to tear a rip into space and flee. They were trapped, and instantly, a considerable number of Imperial Sons were killed.

“That’s right. So what if you’re a member of the Imperial Clan? You think your d*ck is larger?” the large black dog shouted.

This!

As the Saints fled for their lives, they were also muttering in their minds. This dog was truly despicable. He was far too crude and vulgar.

Ling Han almost laughed out loud in anger. F***, he was just killing in all directions, so don’t suddenly ruin the atmosphere at this time.

But in the next instant, he once again turned into a god of death, and began a mad massacre.

With the blessing of the power of belief, he was completely invincible.

“Ling Han, you’ve gone crazy!”

“We are all the main force of resistance against the Yin souls. If you massacre us like this, you will push the Living Realm into an abyss of no return!”

“Stop!”

The Saints all shouted loudly, wanting to use righteousness to force Ling Han to stop.

Meanwhile, Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, “How laughable! Speaking of resisting the invasion of the Netherworld, how can your combined merits compare to mine? In terms of future potential, you people aren’t even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me!”

“When you guys were fighting just now, why didn’t you mention the Netherworld?”

“Bunch of selfish people, what’s the point of living?”

“All of you, die!”

Ling Han attacked mercilessly.

How many Yin souls had he killed?

With the boost of Destructive Energy, aside from Ding Shu and the others, who else was qualified to compare to him?

And as long as he became a Saint, he would definitely be able to possess the power of Pseudo-Emperor. At that time, when all the Saints were added together, would they be as useful as him alone?

‘So, since you people want to kill me regardless of the big picture, why should I be trapped and helpless?’