Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4484  Golden Generation leaves the stage

Right at this moment, another person came over.

Though Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling, and He Luo had come from different directions, they had arrived at practically the same time.

"Yi, where is Ling Han?" Their eyes swept over them, and asked at the first instant.

In their eyes, Ling Han was their strongest competitor. Thus, their hearts jolted when they didn't see Ling Han at all.

Ding Shu and the others all pointed at the palace.

As expected!

Yang Yihuan and the others all sighed. They had spent some time to break through to the Venerate Tier, but in the end, they still couldn't catch up to Ling Han even if they tried their best.

'Hmm?'

In the distant skies, a great many people were presently rushing over.

One, two, three, four… there were about thirty of them.

Imperial Son Ming, Imperial Son Tian, Golden Generations, and a few Silver Generations.

They soon arrived, and as their eyes swept over Yang Yihuan, Ding Shu and the others, killing intent surged from their bodies.

These people were too freakish, posing a serious threat to the Imperial Sons. If they were not killed, then the imperial throne would really have nothing to do with the Imperial Sons.

Just in time. This was a Mystery Realm, and there were really too many people that had died in the Imperial Path, so even if they were killed, so what?

This was a rare opportunity, so they definitely couldn't miss it.

"Very good, all of you are here," Imperial Son Ming said balefully, contempt flickering in his eyes.

Even it was suspected that there was a Pseudo-Emperor standing behind Yang Yihuan and the others, they still felt a sense of disdain. This was the feeling of superiority of the Imperial Clans. Otherwise, even if you were a Pseudo-Emperor, so what?

A Pseudo-Emperor could not forge an Imperial Weapon, or create the Imperial Scroll. They could only lead the brilliance for a while. How could they compare to the eternally glorious Imperial Clans?

"So what?" He Luo asked calmly.

"Since you're together, we can kill all of you in one go, so we can save some effort!" Imperial Son Tian said.

"Oh?" Yang Yihuan couldn't help but shake his head, saying, "I was just thinking that the Imperial Sons of your generation didn't have much ability, but from the look of things now, even your minds are so weak! Do you think that the imperial throne could be achieved by cutting out weak opponents? Then you guys are really too naive!"

"Only the strongest clash can establish the position of Emperor!"

Imperial Son Ming smirked coldly, "If you talk too much, I'll start with you!"

He stretched out a hand to grab Yang Yihuan.

Boom, a large hand stretched out, covering the skies and covering the sun. Regulations appeared, which was incredibly terrifying.

Yang Yihuan was unafraid. His eyes widened slightly, and two God Tools fell out of his hands, slashing towards Imperial Son Ming.

These two God Tools had been forged by the Regulations, and they had been fused with the power of a Venerate Tier elite. In an instant, they had transformed into giant blades. The two swords slashed over, and the massive palm was instantly sliced into three parts. The Regulations had also been forcefully severed.

Yi! En? Ya?

Everyone was shocked, including Ding Shu and the others.

F***, how did Yang Yihuan suddenly become so powerful?

Previously, he was only a Four-Star or Five-Star Sect Master, so why had he suddenly exploded with battle prowess on the level of Venerate Tier?

"Venerate Tier!"

"He is indeed a Venerate Tier elite!"

"In such a short amount of time, how did he become a Venerate Tier elite?"

This caused everyone to be completely stunned. This had completely defied the iron rules of cultivation. No matter how awesome the Celestial medicine was, it should not be as awesome as this.

Only Feng Miaoling and He Luo wore calm expressions. They naturally knew that Yang Yihuan had reached the Venerate Tier countless times. However, he had severed his own cultivation level and started from the beginning again, so it would be extremely easy for him to return to the peak stage now.

It was not just Yang Yihuan. The two of them were the same as well. In fact, they had already returned to Venerate Tier-level.

In reality, the lower one's cultivation level, the greater their gains would be if they walked the Imperial Path. This was something that they had concluded from their many experiences, but this time, they were really forced into a corner by Ling Han and could only break through ahead of time.

Yang Yihuan smiled faintly and said, "You still want to use your cultivation level to suppress others?"

He charged out, launching a counterattack at Imperial Son Ming.

"Now, I'll let you suffer the consequences of your own actions!"

Boom, he struck out with both palms, and as the blow was delivered, there were actually nine Seven Star Regulations.

Imperial Son Ming was astonished by this.

This was because he was also a Two Star Venerate Tier elite like Yang Yihuan. However, he could only unleash eight Seven Star Regulations with a single strike.

This was an instant ability, and it depended on the strength of one's divine sense.

Even though there was only one additional Regulations, that was a difference of a single star!

From the Sect Master-level onwards, the gap of a single star was like a gulf.

Imperial Son Ming shouted loudly as he charged forward.

As the Imperial Son, and as the flag of the Golden Generation, there was naturally no way he would cower from battle.

He had still been dreaming, relying on the Imperial Scroll to compensate for his shortcomings in Regulations. However, the moment they exchanged blows, he discovered that his opponent was stronger than him!

Hiss, could it be that you too have cultivated the Imperial Scroll?

Otherwise, it could not be explained that the other's power was stronger than his own. That power was incredibly pure, and could only be tempered by the Imperial Scroll.

This Imperial Scroll was the foundation of an Imperial Clan. It was a secret that was not taught to others, because it also involved the control of the Imperial Weapon. What Imperial Clan would dare teach the Imperial Scroll to another? Even among the Imperial Clans, there were very few that could cultivate the Imperial Scroll.

Ling Han had cultivated the Imperial Scroll, and that was because he had obtained the inheritance of the Descending Heaven Holy Emperor. However, what was Yang Yihuanrelying on?

Wasn't there a Pseudo-Emperor standing behind him?

How could a Pseudo-Emperor create an Imperial Scroll?

That was the Great Emperor's summary of appreciation of heaven and earth. Only the Great Emperor could create it, and it was passed down through the generations.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

The two of them battled fiercely. In just a dozen over moves, it could be clearly seen that Imperial Son Ming was at a disadvantage.

This caused everyone to sigh. The Golden Generation was really about to bow out.

First, it was Brother Monkey that had appeared out of nowhere, battling three great Imperial Sons all by himself. Alright, it could still be claimed that Brother Monkey had the advantage in terms of cultivation level at the time. After all, it was a battle of two Stars against one Star.

But now?

Their cultivation levels were completely the same, yet Yang Yihuan had forcefully suppressed Imperial Son Ming. What else could he say?

The Golden Generation was truly about to dejectedly leave the stage.

"No!" Imperial Son Mingroared. He didn't accept this!

He was the descendant of Ancestral King Wen Tian, and had grown up with a halo around him. He was called the person closest to Ancestral King Wen Tian. He was defiant, and could not accept defeat in a battle of equal cultivation levels, especially such a terrible defeat.

He used all his ultimate moves, Imperial Techniques activated, Regulations shone brilliantly, and stimulated heaven and earth.

However, in front of Yang Yihuan, this was completely useless.

Suppress, suppress, suppress, suppress… It was only a hundred moves, and Imperial Son Ming had no choice but to accept such a terrible defeat.

In a battle of equal cultivation levels, he was outmatched!

The expressions of the Imperial Sons all changed drastically, and they were rendered speechless. Even the strongest Golden Generation had been defeated, which was equivalent to pushing all of the Imperial Sons off the high altar. All of them had landed solidly on the ground.

Yang Yihuan had initially been calm and composed, as if he didn't take anything to heart. Now, however, he was showing a baleful killing intent as he chased after Imperial Son Ming and attacked him relentlessly. He was actually trying to kill him.

This stunned everyone. Did Yang Yihuan really dare to kill the Imperial Son?

However, with so many witnesses, could it be that he wanted to kill everyone to keep the secret? Otherwise, even if there was a Pseudo-Emperor standing behind you, how could the Wentian Imperial Clan be willing to give up the matter? They would definitely take out the Imperial Weapon to seek an accounting.

Imperial Son Ming fought back with all his might, yet he was only falling further and further into a disadvantage. If this continued, he would definitely die.

He did not dare continue the battle, and hurriedly turned around to flee for his life.