Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4385 Arrogance under a gentle demeanor

Chapter 4385  Arrogance under a gentle demeanor

Ling Han also saw very clearly.

Yang Yihuan had indeed not won by depending on his power — indeed, his power far surpassed the corresponding cultivation level. In that case, he had definitely not gone all out. This was something that could be confirmed.

Most importantly, each of his attacks had an indescribable charm to them, as if they were secretly aligned with the Heavenly Dao. Thus, their might could be greatly increased, and naturally, battle prowess would also rise accordingly.

Ling Han couldn't help but feel his fists itch, wanting to fight with this rare opponent.

This person was very strong, so strong that Ling Han's fighting spirit blazed.

They may all be in Ninth Change, but this guy was much stronger than even Lian Yutang and Shi Ze. Even if he had already advanced into Seventh Change, he should still be no match for him.

Asking him to suppress his cultivation level?

Ling Han shook his head. What was the point of fighting like this? Only if he went all out could he truly unleash his full strength. Otherwise, he would be tied up.

"Grandpa Dragon will fight you." The little azure dragon couldn't hold back anymore and jumped out.

Seeing the little azure dragon, Yang Yihuan didn't look down on it as a four-legged snake like others had when they first saw it. Instead, he stared at it for a while longer before breaking into a smile. "Descendant of the True Dragon?"

His eyes were really sharp!

The little azure dragon said proudly, "That's right, it's your Grandpa Dragon! Since you know, why don't you kneel down and call me grandpa?"

Yang Yihuan was not angered. He did not seem to have that kind of emotion, and said calmly, "I once reared a dragon, and its bloodline is quite pure. Of course, it is still slightly inferior to you."

These words!

The little azure dragon's face immediately crumbled. 'What do you mean?'

Oh, you want to take me as your beast pet?

"Come battle!" He charged out. Boom, his battle prowess was fully unleashed.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

Yang Yihuan lowered his own cultivation level, clashing with the little azure dragon.

At this moment, the freakish nature of the little azure dragon could finally be seen. Previously, even when the Silver Generation elites had joined forces, they had still been defeated by Yang Yihuan with a single punch. However, the little azure dragon could still clash head-on with Yang Yihuan, and they were even exchanging blows.

The elites of the Imperial Clans were all stunned. This Four-Legged Snake was actually a descendant of the True Dragon?

According to legends, the physique of the True Dragon was unparalleled, and its power was number one in the world. From the look of things now, the legends weren't false.

Yet Ling Han's brow wrinkled into a frown. The little azure dragon was the most direct heir of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Technique. Furthermore, he was the son of the True Dragon. Logically speaking, his cultivation of Body Art should be incredibly awesome.

If it was not for the fact that Ling Han had also mastered Destructive Energy and could use a higher level of energy to temper himself, his Body Art should not have been as awesome as the little azure dragon.

However, Yang Yihuan was able to fight head-on with him, not falling into a disadvantage at all. This was terrifying.

Of course, this guy's cultivation level was higher, and while this power could be suppressed, the toughness of his physique could not possibly be weakened as well, but being able to cultivate his physique to this extent in Spirit Transformation Tier, this was really an inconceivable thing.

"Interesting, quite interesting." Yang Yihuan broke into a smile. His hair began to fly again, and his gentle eyes shone, exuding a wildness. His whole aura changed immediately.

He became flamboyant and domineering, launching an aggressive offensive. Wonderful moves were used repeatedly, completely suppressing the little azure dragon.

Although the little azure dragon was fighting with all its might, it was still a hair's breadth away from being suppressed to a disadvantage.

"I'm done fighting." This guy wasn't stupid. Since he couldn't beat him, he naturally had to stop.

"Why don't you follow me so we can battle all around the world?" Yet Yang Yihuan did not stop fighting. Every move was powerful, forcing the little azure dragon to have no choice but to continue fighting.

This seemed to be a very tempting invitation, but the words "follow" spoke of Yang Yihuan's ambition — you can only follow in my footsteps, and become my right-hand man.

"F*** off!" How could the little azure dragon possibly agree? Just look at Little Han. Although his words could drive people to death sometimes, he truly treated him as a friend, unlike you—the pride hidden in your bones, the disdain!

Following you, heh, that would really be degrading oneself.

Yang Yihuan was still not angered, and merely attacked aggressively, as if he wanted to use his powerful strength to make the little azure dragon submit.

"He already said he doesn't want to fight you anymore, so why are you still being so overbearing?" Ling Han charged out and threw a punch at Yang Yihuan.

"Seventh Change?" Yang Yi smiled and replied with a punch of his own. His power suddenly soared by a significant amount.

Towards anyone, he would use the power corresponding to his cultivation level, which seemed very fair, and also showed his strong confidence.

Peng!

The two of them exchanged a blow, and a terrifying power reverberated. Teng, teng, teng! The two of them swayed, and then both retreated.

One step, two steps, three steps… seventeen steps!

When he reached the seventeenth step, Yang Yihuan was the first to steady his footing, while Ling Han took a total of 22 steps back.

Ling Han had lost?

However, Ling Han didn't think so. When the two of them exchanged blows, Yang Yihuan had indeed used the power of the Seventh Change. However, when he retreated, he couldn't help but use more than the power of the Seventh Change. Only then did he manage to stabilize his footing before Ling Han did.

Even so, it was enough to show how terrifying this guy was.

Taking advantage of this opening, the little azure dragon retreated, breaking away from Yang Yihuan.

Yang Yihuan did not pursue him relentlessly. Instead, he looked towards Ling Han, and asked with a smile, "Come and have a spar?"

"Not interested," Ling Han rejected directly. What was so interesting about fighting a battle, and eventually using power that surpassed his cultivation level?

Yang Yi smiled faintly, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Who was this person that could actually stand against him?

Others might not know, but he naturally knew just how strong he was. That was a height that an Imperial Son could not reach through ordinary means.

Yet he had actually encountered a rival!

Others didn't know. They only thought that Ling Han had been at a disadvantage in their first exchange, and that was why he was afraid to fight.

As it turned out, Ling Han was also someone who would bully the weak but fear the strong.

What right did such a person have to attempt to aim for the imperial throne?

Yang Yihuan surveyed the surroundings again, and asked calmly, "Is there anyone else that would like to provide guidance?"

No one answered. Yang Yihuan was unreasonably strong, invincible among his peers.

This was truly tragic. There were so many Imperial Clan elites here, yet they actually couldn't find a single prodigy that could rival him.

The expressions of these Imperial Clan elites were all ugly. Were they really going to be humiliated?

'Hmm?'

All the Saints faltered upon hearing this. They then looked toward a certain direction.

In the blink of an eye, the space was forcefully torn apart by a large hand, and then a sturdy old man walked out.

Beside the old man, there was also a young man with a lanky figure. His appearance was ordinary, but there was a golden pattern on his forehead.

A Saint!

The elites were all very curious. Saints were not cabbages that could be found anywhere. There were only so many of them in this world, and they really could be counted on one hand. But they had never seen this Saint before, which naturally made them feel very curious.

"How should I address you, friend?" the Shattering Stars Saint asked immediately.

The burly old man smiled, "I am the Jade Drop Saint."

Jade Drop? Jade Drop Saint?

Everyone exchanged looks, all of them completely at a loss. It was as if they had never heard of this Saint with the title.

The Jade Drop Saint pointed at the golden-veined young man beside him, and said, "I went everywhere today because I wanted to broaden the horizons for this little guy."

Yi?