Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4062:  Mocking Frankly

The Black Rock Mountain belonged to the Black Rock Sect.

However, the Black Rock Sect was not very powerful, and even the strongest among them was only at the Cauldron Forging Tier. Thus, when a Soul Nurturing Stone was discovered here, the Sect Master made a prompt decision. He did not think of hiding this treasure, or selling it for a high price. Instead, he contacted a great force, wanting to offer it up as a gift.

This was a wise move. Otherwise, this kind of precious treasure would definitely cause a great massacre, causing the Black Rock Sect to disappear overnight.

However, for some reason, the information about the Soul Nurturing Stone leaked out, attracting the attention of a great many powerful forces. Just when they were about to engage in a great battle for it, a super elite passed by and stopped this battle.

Thus, under the guidance of this elite, the Black Rock Sect took out the Soul Nurturing Stone and had the young prodigies contend for it.

Promoting martial arts was the true way to go.

Thus, countless young prodigies rushed over from all corners of the West Heavenly Realm. As for the other Heavenly Realms, because they were too far away, they probably wouldn't make it in time. Of course, if Venerate Tier elites were willing to make a move, they would still make it in time.

Now, the Black Rock Sect had opened their doors widely, and anyone could ascend the mountain. Of course, those whose abilities were too weak would not need to ascend, as they were completely unqualified to participate.

"Sir, please identify yourself." Just as Ling Han was about to ascend the mountain, he was stopped by the two disciples on duty from the Black Rock Sect.

Ling Han thought for a moment, then said, "My name is Ling Han."

"Ling Han?" The two of them looked at each other, both wearing blank expressions.

Ling Han's name was already renowned throughout the entire North Heavenly Realm. However, in the West Heavenly Realm, his name was limited to the knowledge of those supreme prodigies. Ordinary people didn't know who he was.

"What cultivation level do you have?" a disciple asked.

This question was still the most practical.

Ling Han smiled and replied, "Core Formation Tier."

"This way please, sir." The two disciples immediately looked reverent. Their Sect Master was only a Cauldron Forging Tier, and this was a supreme elite in their eyes.

Ling Han nodded, and walked up the mountain.

The Black Rock Mountain was extraordinarily tall, but for Ling Han, it would only need about ten minutes, and he would be able to reach the summit.

There were quite a lot of people.

Ling Han saw a few familiar faces, such as Yi Yuanrong, the number one Core Formation Tier of the West Heavenly Realm, such as Shi Yongming, the Buddha Son of the West Heavenly Realm, as well as some other prodigies that he had seen at the Donglin Imperial Clan.

In terms of specifications, the lineup of competitors this time was really strong. Those who came were all the top prodigies of the West Heavenly Realm, and even a Buddha Son like Shi Yongming had come.

However, the competition had not begun yet. Thus, since they had nothing else to do, everyone began to discuss cultivation here.

Ling Han remained calm and collected. He simply watched and listened from the sidelines, treating himself as a spectator.

"I heard that the North Heavenly Realm has produced a so-called prodigy called Ling Han or something." Someone suddenly changed the topic to Ling Han.

Yi?

Was he getting shot while lying down?

Ling Han reflected on himself. He seemed to have been keeping a very low profile recently.

"Haha, don't mention this person anymore." Someone continued, "That Ling Han has already been assassinated by the Battle God Palace."

"Really?"

"That's for sure. Who can survive being targeted by the Battle God Palace?"

"That may not be the case. In history, there have also been people who have been placed on the must-kill list by the Battle God Palace. As a result, the more they were assassinated, the stronger they became. In the end, they became Saints, and hunted down the assassins of the Battle God Palace all over the world, forcing this organization to disappear for hundreds of thousands of years, right until this Saint died and only then did the Battle God Palace reappear in the world."

"It's too late to say this now. Ling Han is already dead."

"Sigh, he's a prodigy of his generation, after all. What a pity."

"His reputation is overblown, isn't it? After all, he's from the North Heavenly Realm. How powerful can he be?"

"Haha, that's right."

Everyone nodded. Even if Ling Han had defeated an Imperial Son, with their long-standing perception, they still thought that the rumors were exaggerated. How could Ling Han be as strong as this?

You see, now that he had been killed by the Battle God Palace, it was clear proof of this. Unlike the elites in history, the more they were hunted, the stronger they became. In the end, they forced the Battle God Palace to cower and not dare to come out.

Ling Han couldn't help but chuckle. He had been in the North Heavenly Realm all this while, and he hadn't really been wreaking havoc in the West Heavenly Realm. Was it time for him to render despair on these prodigies of the West Heavenly Realm?

There was someone beside him, and he saw Ling Han smiling from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but look over, and was just about to question Ling Han about what he was smiling about. However, before he could speak, he was startled, feeling that Ling Han looked very familiar.

He felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

'Oh!'

"Ling Han!" he called out in spite of himself. After all, Ling Han was quite well-known among all the top prodigies.

"What!"

Instantly, a great many people looked over, and when they saw Ling Han, their expressions immediately became colourful.

Ling Han, it was actually Ling Han!

F***, hadn't this guy been assassinated by the Battle God Palace? Why had he suddenly appeared here?

"Ling Han? You're that Ling Han from the North Heavenly Realm?" A young man said to Ling Han. There was a cold smirk at the corners of his lips, as if he did not take Ling Han seriously at all.

Ling Han smiled calmly, "What is it? Are you dissatisfied?"

"Haha!" The young man laughed loudly, "It is also a good thing that you did not die. After all, if you had died, I would not be able to defeat you with my own hands!"

He paused, then continued, "What prodigy from the North Heavenly Realm? In front of me, you are nothing but a stupid dog."

"Hahaha!" Everyone from the West Heavenly Realm laughed loudly. For a long time, they felt a great sense of superiority towards the cultivators from the North Heavenly Realm.

Though Ling Han had defeated an Imperial Son, to them, it was more like a legend, exaggerated many times over.

Moreover, Ling Han had been a Cauldron Forging Tier cultivator at that time, and now that he had advanced into the Core Formation Tier, his battle prowess at the same cultivation level may have declined greatly. After all, it was incredibly difficult to maintain top-notch battle prowess at every cultivation level.

Ling Han shook his head, "Fortunately, Old Black isn't here. Otherwise, you would have had a few claw marks on your face."

"Ling Han, come fight me!" The young man stepped into the air, his fighting spirit beginning to burn.

"Just because of the word 'stupid dog', I want to give you a beating!" Ling Han also stepped into the air, facing the young man directly.

"Oh, that's right. I'm Ma Wanlong!" the young man said proudly.

Meanwhile, Ling Han shook his head, "You don't have to tell me your name. There are too many defeated opponents. I can't remember them at all."

How arrogant.

The prodigies of the West Heavenly Realm looked furious. Even if the Buddhist Race was transcendent above mortal matters, Shi Yongming still humphed, filled with disgust towards Ling Han.

Because this reminded him of a person, an extremely detestable person.

Of course, he didn't know that Ling Han and Ding Yi were actually the same person.

"You're truly arrogant to the extreme!" Ma Wanlong charged over, his power boiling. He was truly angered now, and wanted to defeat Ling Han as quickly as possible.

His speed was extremely fast, and in just an instant, he had already arrived in front of Ling Han. He shot out a punch, which shot towards Ling Han.

Ling Han smiled and raised his fist as well, returning Ma Wanlong's attack.

Peng!

Their fists collided, and Ma Wanlong was instantly sent flying.