Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4668: Special Physique

Everyone’s eyes fell on Ling Han again. This time, there was a sliver of sympathy.

Originally, Ling Han could have defied the heavens, but now, an opponent had appeared.

Seven Cauldrons!

Even if your Spirit Devouring Physique was awesome, it would only allow you to break through your cultivation level quickly. It didn’t mean that you could break through one limit after another. These were two completely different matters.

He was already at the Cauldron Forging Tier, so if he wanted to break through to the Core Formation Tier, he would need a huge amount of energy, right?

Thus, the chances of Ling Han breaking through to the Core Formation Tier were very small, and he would need a very, very long time. Thus, he was definitely no match for Mo Taiping.

They went to make some more queries, and obtained even more information about Mo Taiping.

"This person is only 29 years old!"

"He has really obtained the great fortune of heaven and earth. He is already a Seven Cauldrons elite before thirty years old."

"That’s right. There is absolutely no way he can be compared wtih that kind of person that has rushed up with his physique."

"It’s said that he has repeatedly challenged those two levels above him in the Great Horse City. Not only has he defeated those at the same cultivation level, he can even challenge those two levels above him."

"This is what a true prodigy looks like!"

For example, Ling Han was only a Spirit Devouring Physique. When he reached the peak stage of the True Self Tier, he would no longer be able to rely on his physique to increase his cultivation level. Mo Taiping, on the other hand, may be temporarily surpassed by Ling Han, but in the end, he would still be able to catch up.

That was because the path of cultivation was ultimately something that had to be taken one step at a time, and walked steadily.

Ling Han, on the other hand, was unconcerned. He was already a fifteen-star Venerate, so would he lower himself to the level of these people?

What he was pursuing now was to stimulate the Seed of the Holy Flame, to become a Saint.

Thus, it was fine as long as he could enter the Pond of Life.

More and more teams from B-level cities arrived. Another seven days later, the advancement battles would begin.

The rules were more or less the same as the first stage of the competition. It was still defeating opponents to earn points, but there was an additional option of seizing the flag.

The top four in points, or those who had found a flag and could hold it until the end of the competition would become the five victors to participate in the Royal Capital’s competition.

If one was one of the top four in points and obtained the flag as well, the fifth place in terms of points would fill in the gap.

This added a certain amount of variables, and it was not just limited to fighting and killing.

However, it was not easy to snatch the flag.

Because this flag itself would light up, soaring straight into the skies, and even if they were very far away, they could still see it clearly. Thus, once they successfully captured the flag, they would be hunted down by a great many people. It was really, really too difficult to keep it until the end of the tournament.

The night passed, and the tournament began.

Just like the first round, with cities as the unit of measure, the teams entered the mountains and forests separately. They could first find a suitable location, hide or ambush, as long as they didn’t kill or severely injure their opponents during the battle.

There were more participants this time round. Not only had the number of participants in a team increased to ten, there were also as many as several dozen teams participating, and the total number of participants was close to five hundred.

The moment they entered, Ling Han and his group could do as they liked.

There was really no need to be afraid. They had Ling Han, a Six Cauldrons elite, with them. Among all the participants, this cultivation level was the second highest.

Thus, as long as they didn’t encounter Mo Taiping’s team, they really didn’t have to fear anything.

The ten-man team searched. However, the mountain range where the tournament was held was huge, and five hundred people were like a drop in the ocean. It was too, too difficult to search.

After a day, they had only encountered three teams. Though they had won the battle, seven people had still managed to escape, and had not been "completely wiped out".

However, this also caused their fighting spirit to soar, and they became increasingly arrogant.

At noon on the second day, they stopped to rest.

Although they wouldn’t need to eat after ascending to the Celestial Path, many people still maintained this habit of starting a fire to cook. A fragrance instantly wafted out.

If they were a weaker team, they definitely wouldn’t dare to do this. Wouldn’t that be announcing their location to others?

However, things were different now. With Ling Han, a Six Cauldrons, standing guard, what did they have to fear?

This was just right. This could also lure others over.

As expected, someone really discovered the commotion and ran over.

This was a young man who was completely enshrouded in black robes. His expression was cold, and he carried a long sword on his back. Unlike the others, who had stored it in their Spatial Spirit Tool.

He walked over, his eyes sweeping over the surroundings. He clearly saw Ling Han, yet was completely unmoved.

"Very good, everyone is here." He nodded, revealing a cruel smile.

"Haha, you dare to come alone?" Someone laughed loudly, pointed at this black-robed young man, and said, "Where are the others in your team?"

"I thought they were in the way, so I got rid of them all," the young man in black said calmly.

Hiss!

Everyone couldn’t help but inhale sharply. This guy was really too ruthless, wasn’t he?

It should be known that there was no point awarded for defeating a teammate. Otherwise, a great many teams would have long since fallen into internal strife.

But what did this guy do? Just because he thought they were in the way, he actually defeated all his teammates.

Moreover, when he said the word "got rid", it was filled with a baleful killing intent. It could be imagined that if this wasn’t a Martial Halls competition, but a contest inside a Mystery Realm, he would probably really deliver a fatal strike.

Moreover, he was able to get rid of nine of his teammates, so what did that mean?

Even if he had launched a surprise attack, he could "kill" one or two people at first, but how could the others be unprepared?

Thus, if he wanted to "kill" all his teammates, his personal abilities would also have to be incredibly powerful.

One faltered for a moment before asking, "Do you know which team we belong to?"

"It doesn’t matter. In any case, I will defeat all of you," the black-robed young man said calmly.

"We’re from the White River City!" the person from before shouted.

"Oh." The black-robed young man nodded. "So it’s the team that has the Spirit Devouring Physique."

Judging by his expression, he wasn’t afraid at all.

Hiss, he clearly knew that there was Ling Han among them, yet was still so careless. This guy was either a maniac, or his abilities were really strong, and that was why he had such confidence.

"You guys, are you ready to die?" the black-robed young man asked calmly, his voice chilling to the bone.

Everyone clearly knew that this was only a competition, and no deaths were allowed. In fact, even severe injuries were not allowed, but the words of the black-robed young man were too infectious, causing them to involuntarily feel cold all over.

"Trash, die!" The black-robed young man charged out. With a qiang, the long sword on his back was unsheathed, exuding an endless cold light.

No one dared to face this attack head-on, and they all stepped back.

"Haha!" The black-robed young man laughed loudly. As his sword slashed out, a coldness intertwined, making everyone feel as if all the blood in their bodies had frozen.

This effect was extremely great, causing everyone’s movements to slow down. They could only unleash 10% of their battle prowess.

"This is a special physique!"

Everyone was exclaiming in shock. No wonder this person could "eliminate" all his teammates. Under such coldness, everyone’s speed was greatly reduced. Even if they wanted to flee, they couldn’t.

In comparison, this kind of physique was even more terrifying, because it was especially made for battle. It was not like the Spirit Devouring Physique, which only allowed one to improve quickly in cultivation level.

Without the advantage of cultivation level, how could Ling Han rival such a terrifying physique?