Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4214: Suppressing Saints

Chapter 4214: Suppressing Saints

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Zhu Dongkui strode forwards, and greeted the fire dragon. He grabbed hold of the fire dragon in a single move, then exerted force with both hands. Pa, this fire dragon was forcibly torn apart by him.

F***, this was too violent, wasn't it?

Ling Han felt his head go numb from watching. Just how strong was this Zhu Dongkui?

No, no, no, this Zhu Dongkui should have been formed from a sliver of intent from the Descending Heaven Holy Emperor. Even a sliver of intent was so powerful. It was really unimaginable just how powerful this Holy Emperor had once been.

Zhu Dongkui threw away the fire dragon, and continued to charge towards the Fire Leaving Saint. Brandishing his palms, endless Regulations turned into swords that shot towards the Fire Leaving Saint.

Just how strong was he?

In the case of True Self Tier, the Imperial Technique could unleash a battle prowess of 12 Heavens in his hands. In the case of Saint Tier, this similarly far surpassed the standard battle prowess.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

In just a few moves, the Fire Leaving Saint was suppressed. In a battle of equal cultivation levels, Zhu Dongkui was unbelievably strong.

It was only seventeen moves, and Zhu Dongkui shot out a kick, and the Fire Leaving Saint was sent flying.

The Fire Leaving Saint steadied himself. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his lips, and there was a footprint on his chest. Compared to the holy image of a lotus blooming beneath his feet, and auspicious red clouds entwined all over his body, this was incredibly obvious.

"Next," Zhu Dongkui said calmly.

The Fire Leaving Saint had been defeated, and he had only used 17 moves.

No wonder Zhu Dongkui dared to say that as long as one could last a hundred moves from him, he would be able to pass. Just how difficult was that?

It should be known that those that could become Saints, which one of them was not a prodigy among prodigies?

The remaining six Saints remained silent. Their battle prowess was not much different from the Fire Leaving Saint. Whether they were stronger or weaker, the difference was extremely small. Thus, the Fire Leaving Saint had lost in 17 moves. If it was them, the result would also be similar.

Then what need was there to seek his own humiliation?

However, the inheritance of the Great Emperor was given up just like that?

"Humph, I haven't lost yet!" The Fire Leaving Saint summoned his Imperial Weapon. 'F*ck! I'm a member of the Imperial Clan. With the Imperial Weapon in my hands, I'm the strongest in the world, so why do I have to abide by your rules?'

Zhu Dongkui swept an eye over it, and said, "Imperial Weapon!"

"That's right!" the Fire Leaving Saint said coldly. "Hand over the inheritance of the Descending Heaven Holy Emperor. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhu Dongkui laughed loudly, as if there was no one else present. It was as if he did not take the Fire Leaving Saint seriously at all.

This caused the Fire Leaving Saint to feel even more furious. He was wielding the Imperial Weapon, and in an era when there were no Emperor in the world, he could be considered the strongest.

You dare to look down on me?

Weng, the Imperial Weapon immediately revived, emitting an Imperial Might that was indescribably terrifying.

The Great Emperor was invincible in the world.

"I'll ask you again. Where is the inheritance of the Holy Emperor?"

Zhu Dongkui bared his teeth in a grin, and actually took the initiative to charge out. His palms struck out rapidly, blasting towards the Fire Leaving Saint.

This was his answer.

"You're seeking death!" the Fire Leaving Saint said with a cold chuckle. He brandished the Jade Water Sword, unleashing an incredibly bright slash. It was as if it could even illuminate the darkest corner of the universe.

The Imperial Weapon unleashed its might, slashing towards a Saint. What suspense was there left in this?

The Rainbow Light Saint and the others all shook their heads. They felt that Zhu Dongkui was truly unreasonably arrogant, yet the result was him seeking his own demise.

Guang!

A sound rang out, like the beginning of the universe, resounding throughout the world.

What!

Everyone couldn't help but feel numb, because they saw an inconceivable scene.

-Zhu Dongkui stretched out his right hand, and blocked the Jade Water Sword.

'F*ck! That's an Imperial Weapon! A genuine Imperial Weapon isn't a replica!'

This strike from the Imperial Weapon was equivalent to the attack of a Great Emperor. Which Saint could withstand it?

Everyone could clearly see that there were Regulations floating on Zhu Dongkui's right hand, and there was also a dark yellow high-level energy. It was the compounding of these two powers that had blocked the Imperial Weapon.

It should be known that why was the Imperial Weapon so powerful that it could kill Saints?

That was because after the Imperial Weapon had been refined by the Great Emperor, it could stimulate the Regulations of the highest level, and suppress any opponent with Regulations. Whether you are a Saint or not, you would only be turned into dust!

However, Zhu Dongkui was actually able to stimulate the highest level Regulations. This naturally gave him the ability to oppose the Imperial Weapon, and the nine-star high-level energy cancelled out the destructive power of the Imperial Weapon itself, reaching a perfect

balance.

All of a sudden, all the Saints were trembling.

To parry an Imperial Weapon with his bare hands, what kind of freak was this?

Only an Ancestral King could do this!

-They actually took the initiative to provoke an Ancestral King. Wasn't that just seeking their own death?

At that time, Buddha Doga was only a Pseudo-Emperor, and he had practically slaughtered all the Saints in the world. If an Ancestral King appeared, Saints? Even if all the Saints of all the Imperial Clans came with their Imperial Weapons, they would only be defeated by the Ancestral King, one after another.

The fact that a Great Emperor was invincible was definitely not just empty words.

However, how could a Great Emperor appear from within the corpse of a Holy Emperor?

Hiss!

All of a sudden, the Saints understood.

"This is the manifestation of the Holy Emperor's divine sense!"

No wonder he was overwhelmingly powerful. In a battle of equal cultivation levels, even the Saint had been defeated by him in seventeen moves. It should be known that the Imperial Son was synonymous with being invincible among his peers, then what about the true Great

Emperor?

"Greetings, Lord Holy Emperor!" The seven Saints bowed at the same time, and those juniors

of the Imperial Clans all knelt down.

The Great Emperor stood high above the Nine Heavens, and the rest were mediocre. No one could stand on equal footing with them.

"Hahaha, what Holy Emperor? I am Zhu Dongkui !" Zhu Dongkui casually shook his hand, and the Jade Water Sword bounced back. He stood, arms crossed behind his back, his expression

enchanting.

Unfortunately, everyone knew that this was only formed from a sliver of divine sense of the Holy Emperor. Following the appearance of the Holy Emperor's corpse, this sliver of divine sense would most likely begin to dissipate as well. It definitely wouldn't last long. The power of heaven and earth naturally had its own channeling rhythm. When a person died, their Dao would disappear. This was something that even the Great Emperor's power could

not change.

"If you want to pass, you only need to block a hundred moves from me." Zhu Dongkui laughed loudly. Actually, there was clearly nothing funny about this, but he just liked to

laugh.

The Saints were still fine, but those juniors were all grinning. Because they knew that they could not laugh, fearing that they would anger the embodiment of this Holy Emperor, they

were holding back very hard, even tearing up.

"Senior, what about us?" Ling Han asked.

"Oh, you guys have passed." With a casual wave of Zhu Dongkuii's hand, shua, Ling Han and the others were swept up by him, turning into a ball of light. Xiu, they flew off to who knows

where. The seven Saints didn't dare to stop him. The Holy Emperor was right in front of them, so even if this was just a sliver of divine sense, who would dare to mess around?

They did indeed have the Imperial Weapons in their possession, but at most, it was only for self-protection. They wanted to suppress a Holy Emperor?

You've got to be joking, right?

"We definitely can't block a hundred moves from a Holy Emperor."

"Go and call the Golden Generation over. They all have the potential to become Emepror, so

they should be able to stop him."

"Agreed!"

The seven Saints all nodded. If the Golden Generation could not even block a hundred moves

from the Holy Emperor, then what right would they have to attempt the Imperial Path?

They first exited the corpse of the Holy Emperor. This place had completely blocked the

Galaxy Network's signal, so they definitely had to leave first.

"Quick, those three juniors are already aheadof us."

"Is the Buddhist Race so lucky this time? They actually found such an outstanding talent!"

"Should we suppress them?"

"The waters of the Buddhist Race are very deep, but as long as we don't trifle with the Buddhist Race from outside the 33 Heavens, it's fine. As for the Buddhist Race from the four

Heavenly Realms, it's fine to suppress them for a bit."