Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4856: The might of a tiger still exists

Pu Jingtian was different from the Lords of Death and the Divine Beast Great Emperors.

The Lands of Death and the Primitive Abyss were all standing on the opposing side of living beings. However, Pu Jingtian was a newly promoted Great Emperor, and had gained the approval of heaven and earth.

Thus, he definitely had to fight to maintain the balance of heaven and earth.

Thus, Pu Jingtian represented the benefits of heaven and earth, and was on the same side as all life in the world.

A Great Emperor was present, and others were all mediocre. They could only adhere to his wishes, which was very logical.

In the territory of this Great Emperor, you, Ling Han, dare to mess around?

Was he seeking death!

These Imperial Clans let themselves loose, and mocked him to their heart’s content.

There was no lack of people trying to curry favor with the new Emperor. Who didn’t know that Pu Jingtian had once had a conflict with Ling Han? Now that Pu Jingtian had attained Dao, would he not settle the score?

Even if he didn’t kill him, Ling Han would definitely suffer greatly.

Thus, now that they were clearly expressing that they were siding with Great Emperor, that naturally could add a lot of points to them.

Ling Han sighed. Why was there always someone who was asking to be beaten?

He stood up, and looked towards those Imperial Clans that had mocked him.

There were not many clans, and they were all Imperial Clans that did not have any child of the Great Emperor. That was why they had lost the demeanor that Imperial Clans should have, and actually began to curry the favour of a new Emperor.

Just look, as long as they had the son of a Great Emperor, which Imperial Clan wasn’t calm and composed?

That’s right. At present, the Mysterious Spirit Planet had indeed produced a Great Emperor that was invincible in the current era, but that was only for this era.

Since they were Imperial Clans, which one of them had not been invincible before?

Thus, under the wheel of history, any kind of glory would wilt.

After another ten million years, twenty million years, you see, wouldn’t the Pu Clan be no different from the other Imperial Clans?

Thus, Imperial Clans didn’t need to flatter anyone at all. They were transcendent in the first place.

"What is it? Ling Han, do you have any objections?" the Imperial Son of the Thousand Spirit Clan asked.

"Heh, how can you be so rude to a Pseudo-Emperor?" The old Saint beside him rebuked, but his tone was even, without the slightest intent of rebuke.

They... had the support of a Great Emperor!

Ling Han stared at the two of them, and asked calmly, "Who moved your ancestral star here?"

The old Saint and Imperial Son were both rendered speechless upon hearing this.

Of course, it was Ling Han.

Otherwise, they might have already been exterminated by now. Even if they hadn’t, they would still be fleeing in panic, like stray dogs.

"What I hate the most are people who don’t know how to be grateful." Ling Han continued, "However, if it is only being ungrateful and not doing evil, then I can also ignore it." 𐍂ἁＮỗ₿Ęʂ

"However, repaying kindness with ingratitude... hoho."

Ling Han flicked his finger, and said, "If I see one person like that, I will kill one. If there are two people, then I’ll kill a pair!"

His last words were bone-chilling.

The two Saints from the Thousand Spirit Imperial Clan were both trembling. It should be known that they were facing a Pseudo-Emperor!

With the word "Emperor", it had already surpassed the range of Saints. Even the Imperial Weapon and the Imperial Formation couldn’t protect them forever.

Moreover, Ling Han was freakishly talented, and his battle prowess far surpassed an ordinary Pseudo-Emperor.

In a head-on confrontation, would they dare to speak tough even if they were given ten thousand guts?

At this time, someone stepped out to play mediator.

"Lord Ling Han, today is a celebratory day for the Great Emperor. Please appease your anger, and do not come to blows," Gong Yeliang said.

He was clearly trying to smooth things over, but his tone was incredibly arrogant.

’Lord, Ling Han!’

He had placed himself on the same level as Ling Han.

However, how could a mere Saint be qualified to be on equal footing with a Pseudo-Emperor?

Additionally, he was clearly warning them — this was the celebration of the Great Emperor’s attaining Dao. If they dared to act recklessly, and angered the Great Emperor, they would naturally be punished.

As everyone listened, they all sighed internally.

He had become Emperor, and was indeed very awesome. Even a Saint dared to threaten a Pseudo-Emperor.

However, there was nothing that could be done. Ling Han still had to swallow this humiliation.

Could it be that he... was going to clash head-on with the Great Emperor?

Gong Yeliang was different from the two members of the Thousand Spirit Clan. He had a Great Emperor behind him!

"You dare to stop me?" Ling Han smiled faintly, and moved directly, pressing down on the two Saints form the Thousand Spirit Imperial Clan.

Hiss!

All the Imperial Clans inhaled sharply upon seeing this. F***, he really dared.

"Who is Ling Han?"

This guy seemed to have never been afraid of anyone. When he was very weak, he dared to be forceful with the Imperial Clans, and afterwards, he was forceful with the Lords of Death and Divine Beasts from the Primitive Abyss.

Pa! Pa!

Emperor Tier power descended, and the two Saints from the Thousand Spirit Clan didn’t even have the chance to unleash their Imperial Weapon before being crushed to death.

Ling Han smiled, and clapped his hands, as if he had swatted two flies to death, "Anyone else has any complaints about me?"

There was dead silence.

He had killed Saints just like that, so who would dare to have any objections?

"You, you, you—" Gong Yeliang pointed at Ling Han, his body trembling slightly.

He was not afraid, but rather furious.

This was the Mysterious Spirit Planet, and Pu Jingtian was the Great Emperor!

A new Emperor had attained Dao, and you actually still dare to make a move?

Did he even take the new Emperor seriously?

This was a blatant provocation.

Ling Han showed a hint of displeasure, "I very much dislike being pointed at. If you don’t want to die, you had best withdraw your hand quickly!"

This was what a threat was like!

Gong Yeliang’s heart shuddered, and he hurriedly lowered his hand, taking three steps back.

He had threatened Ling Han using his powerful connections as an intimidation tactic, but Ling Han’s threat was completely based on his own abilities.

It would be a piece of cake for a Pseudo-Emperor to kill a Saint.

Now that a new Emperor had appeared, he could also bask in the glory. He could be called the second strongest in this universe. But if things continued, he might die before he could even show off his might.

That would really not be worth it.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and sat back down.

This time, no one dared to point at him anymore.

Even though a new Emperor had appeared, the only person who could suppress Ling Han was the new Emperor.

As for the others?

They didn’t even have the right to speak as equals in front of Ling Han.

However, those dissatisfied Imperial Clans were all sneering internally. ’You may be awesome now, but when Pu Jingtian appears, let’s see if you’ll kneel or not!’

Moreover, Ling Han had already offended Pu Jingtian before, so how could Pu Jingtian tolerate Ling Han killing someone at his celebration?

So what if he was a Pseudo-Emperor? Pei!

These Imperial Clans all hoped that Ling Han would be humiliated, or even killed, but the majority of Imperial Clans were still on Ling Han’s side. When they saw this, they were all slightly anxious.

’How can you still remain calm?’

Only Ling Han and the others remained seated, neither happy nor sad.

Time passed slowly, and everyone had their own thoughts, waiting for the situation to develop further.

However, right at this moment, all kinds of strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the skies.

The Yin River poured down, the sea of blood was boiling, and fog was thick... the Lords of Death finally arrived.

What!

The Lords of Death would actually arrive at such an important time?

Hiss, what were they trying to do?

How the Lords of Death had found their way here was no longer a problem. That was because the new Emperor had attained Dao, and the commotion caused was known to the entire universe.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! One after another, figures descended. They were all Imperial Sons of the Lands of Death, and one was the Natural-born Gold Spirit, exuding the might of a Pseudo-Emperor.

"How dare you come uninvited!" Gong Yeliang hurriedly stepped out.

He was the supervisor of the Mysterious Spirit Planet. As long as a Great Emperor did not appear, he would be the representative.

"Mere Saint, scram aside!" The Imperial Sons of the Lands of Death all swept a cold glance over Gong Yeliang.

A Saint actually dared to ask about the Pseudo-Emperor’s personal matters? Humph!