Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao - Chapter 4325

Chapter 4325: Temporarily quelling the chaos
Editor: Henyee Translations

Faced with the domineering attitude of Doga, the Rainbow Light Saint hesitated slightly.

Being slapped in full public, he naturally wanted to get his pride back, but the problem here was this was a Pseudo-Emperor in front of him, a god of death that had committed boundless sins in the ancient times.

If he couldn’t pacify him, what if he was killed by the other party?

—A Saint and the Imperial Weapon were still unable to deal with a Pseudo-Emperor, so it would be useless even if he died. Who would be able to avenge him? Moreover, if the Pseudo-Emperor wanted to flee, would the Saint be able to catch up with him with the Imperial Weapon?

Unless a deadly trap was set up, and dozens of Saints carried the Imperial Weapons to ambush and kill, it would be impossible to stop a Pseudo-Emperor who wanted to leave.

But to have the Saints of the other Imperial Clans join forces with him, how could that be possible?

Who would be willing to take such a risk?

The Rainbow Light Saint hesitated for a moment before finally calming down the Imperial Weapon and forcefully suppressing his anger.

Er, being outmatched by a Pseudo-Emperor, it should be understandable.

Buddha Doga looked around, and no one dared to make eye contact with him.

This was a Pseudo-Emperor. With the word ‘Emperor’, it was equivalent to being invincible.

After sweeping a glance over them, Buddha Doga turned his gaze to Ling Han.

With a single step, Buddha Doga appeared in front of Ling Han. His colossal figure also returned to his normal form, like an ordinary little monk. However, there was a Buddha Halo at the back of his head that was exuding golden light, making him appear incredibly sacred.

Ling Han didn’t dare to think that this person was a benevolent person. He was someone who could create hell for Saints at the slightest provocation. How could he not be vicious and merciless?

His heart clenched, but he did not panic too much.

If Buddha Doga wanted to kill him, he could have done so in the Black Heaven Divine Temple. He wouldn’t have needed to wait until now.

“Young people grow up very quickly,” Buddha Doga said with a nod. However, he looked like a little monk at this moment, so speaking in this manner naturally made him appear old and experienced.

In front of this person, even the little azure dragon and the large black dog didn’t dare to speak cheekily. They obediently stood on the sidelines.

Ling Han smiled and said, “Thank you for your praise, Senior.”

“I’ve often heard about you,” Buddha Doga said. “Interesting.”

Ling Han was slightly flattered. A Pseudo-Emperor would actually pay attention to him. This was really unexpected.

“I will continue to work hard,” he said.

Buddha Doga couldn’t help but laugh in spite of himself. He nodded and didn’t say anything else. He took another step, and a golden path appeared. With a single step, he instantly disappeared into the boundless distance.

The power of a Pseudo-Emperor was indescribably mysterious.

All of a sudden, a great many Saints’ eyes were focused on Ling Han.

Previously, a Saint had stepped forward to strike up a conversation with him, and Buddha Doga had directly sent him flying with a slap. However, he had taken the initiative to talk to a junior just now, and it seemed like they were having a great conversation at that. How could everyone not be surprised?

But why was this person Ling Han?

Now, Ling Han had become a thorn in the side of the Imperial Clans. A great many Imperial Clans wanted to get rid of him, yet Buddha Doga actually concerned himself with Ling Han.

Though he had only said a few words just now, and they could not be sure that Buddha Doga admired Ling Han very much, but what if?

What if they killed Ling Han and made Buddha Doga unhappy?

If it was the Nine Mountains Saint added with the Imperial Weapon, the various great Imperial Clans could at least hold on. Worse come to worst, they could hold on until the Nine Mountains Saint died. They refused to believe that the Nine Suns Holy Land would be able to nurture another Saint in a short amount of time.

—This required background and great fortune.

However, in the case of Pseudo-Emperor, sigh, these Imperial Clan elites shook their heads. They could not afford to trifle with him, not even the slightest bit.

The awakening of the Imperial Weapon could probably intimidate him for a while, but would they be able to maintain this state forever?

Was it so difficult to kill a measly True Self Tier cultivator?

When they saw Ling Han, these Imperial Clan Saints all felt sullen. Now, Ling Han was equivalent to having double insurance, so how were they supposed to make a move!

Even the Battle God Palace had to consider carefully. If they angeredBudha Doga, perhaps this force that had hidden for millions and millions of years would be razed to the ground.

Ling Han, on the other hand, did not think that Buddha Doga was deliberately taking care of him. This kind of elite should only have the goal of becoming Emperor in his eyes. It was purely because he thought that Ling Han was good at causing trouble, so he had deliberately come to praise him.

Right now, the Yin souls of the Mountain Sea Heaven had been suppressed, meaning that they wouldn’t come out to cause trouble for the time being. Thus, this place would be refurbished, with Saints taking turns to stand guard. Meanwhile, the others returned to do whatever they were doing.

However, there was a sword hanging over everyone’s hearts.

There should be two incomparably terrifying beings in the Yin River and the sea of blood. Perhaps, they were also Pseudo-Emperors. Otherwise, with how domineering Buddha Doga was, he couldn’t possibly watch them retreat helplessly.

Right now, they had been chased off by Buddha Doga. However, this didn’t mean that they would never return.

On the other hand, the reason why they had compromised was because they felt that the “time” had not arrived yet.

No one knew what this time was referring to, but the danger would make a comeback. This should be a sure bet.

At that time, the two Pseudo-Emperors would make a comeback with troops of Yin souls and the dead. Morevoer, they would even move personally. Just how terrifying was that?

Moreover, there were already three Pseudo-Emperors now, so how could those of the Golden Generation and Silver Generation not be burning with anxiety?

The path to becoming Emperor had opened, and these three had even set one foot on the finishing line, but they were still at the starting line. How were they supposed to compete!

The tournament had not even begun, and the results had already been announced. Who would be willing to accept this?

After returning to the Ancestral King Academy, the atmosphere of cultivation suddenly became extremely tense.

Since the three Pseudo-Emperors had not taken that last step, it meant that everyone still had a chance.

Furthermore, from the conversation between Buddha Doga and the Master of the Yin River, they should both be antiques, and had only managed to live to this era through special means. Thus, even if they were Pseudo-Emperors, they would definitely face even more difficulties in becoming Emperor.

Thus, though everyone was temporarily lagging behind, and furthermore, they were not just a little bit behind, there was still a sliver of hope that they could become Emperor.

On this path, there was no such thing as first come, first served. There was no such thing as fairness or injustice. There was only hard work, and they could only forge onwards bravely.

What did it matter that they would be bleeding and battered? What did it matter that they had failed in the end? Only by putting in the effort would they be able to live without regrets, and have no regrets of living this life.

“By the looks of it now, the two from the Yin River and sea of blood should both be Pseudo-Emperors as well. Causing so much trouble, their purpose must be for the sake of becoming Emperor,” the large black dog deduced.

It was only a Pseudo-Emperor that could kill so many Saints. Just look at Buddha Doga, and it was clear just how many Saints had been captured and experimented on by him.

“It’s extremely likely that they’re losers from the Imperial Path millions and millions of years ago. However, through some special method, they managed to struggle at death’s door and live to this era.” The little azure dragon also said, “Just like Buddha Doga, who lived a second life and wants to continue contesting for the throne.”

“Sigh, with such an opponent, the pressure is so great,” Ding Shu exclaimed ruefully.

Meanwhile, Ling Han glanced at him, saying, “You’ve lost, so hurry up and acknowledge me as the boss!”

“Pei, as long as I don’t break through to the Spiritual Transformation Tier, this bet will never end.” Ding Shu hurriedly broke into a run, to avoid being mocked by Ling Han again.