Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4716: The True Dragon Emperor?

He brought Ling Han along with him as he ran madly, and this run actually lasted as long as half a year. Only then did Buddha Doga finally stop.

In the distance, the speed of the firestorm finally slowed down, and it slowly dissipated.

Hiss, Ling Han gritted his teeth.

With the speed of a Pseudo-Emperor, he still had to run madly for half a year. Just how terrifying was this place?

"What flames are these?" Ling Han asked. There was clearly not the slightest bit of Regulations, yet they were still chillingly strong.

Buddha Doga pondered for a moment, then said, "This is the Source Power of heaven and earth. I’m not sure either."

"Then what about now?" Ling Han didn’t linger on this matter. At present, he wasn’t even qualified to grasp Nine Star Regulations, what more Source Power?

Cultivation was a gradual process.

"Let’s continue forward."

The two of them continued forward. After the storm of flames swept over, peace returned. Because the ground had been shrunk countless times over, every grain of sand was the weight of a planet. Thus, even if this kind of flame burned over, it would only leave behind a charred spot, and did not cause too much damage.

Yet Ling Han frowned. That was because when he had walked here for the first time, he had not seen the charred ground.

He looked at Buddha Doga, and Buddha Doga nodded, and said, "There’s not only firestorms here. There are also other natural disasters."

Thus, passing through this area was not only time-consuming, but also dependent on luck.

If one was unlucky, they might have to circle around for a few hundred years.

True enough, merely two months later, Ling Han and Buddha Doga hadn’t even reached the finishing line they had the last time, when they saw meteorites raining down from the skies.

Peng, peng, peng! This was too terrifying. Every single one of them crashed down, and grooves appeared in the ground. They were as wide as thirty meters.

Ling Han was astonished upon seeing this. One had to realize that even if he unleashed his full strength, he could only create a three-meter-wide crater with each punch. Just what kind of concept was a 30-meter-wide crater?

Was it destructive power on the level of Pseudo-Emperor? Or even Great Emperor-level in fact?

This meteorite rain was also sweeping towards them from ahead. Thus, there was nothing else that could be done. Ling Han and Buddha Doga could only retreat.

Fortunately, the meteorite rain wasn’t advancing at a fast speed, allowing them to calmly retreat.

The problem was that this was too slow.

If it was not for the fact that time passed quickly here, and when a hundred years had passed, only a year would have passed outside, Ling Han would really die of anxiety.

This retreat actually lasted as long as three years.

The meteorite rain finally stopped, and Ling Han and Buddha Doga advanced again.

Faced with the might of heaven and earth, Ling Han didn’t even consider using the Clear Bamboo Sword or the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower to block it.

It should be known that even a Great Emperor could possibly die here, so the Imperial Weapon was really not all that impressive.

They advanced. Two months, half a year, eight months, and this time, their luck actually improved. They did not encounter any more natural storms.

After walking for another two years, a city shockingly appeared ahead of them.

From afar, it looked like a dragon’s head, exuding a powerful dominance.

This!

It really couldn’t be the True Dragon Great Emperor, right?

Ling Han was also slightly moved, but he had clearly confirmed that the True Dragon was really dead.

Buddha Doga didn’t advance rashly. Instead, he released his divine sense towards the city.

Boom!

In just an instant, an imposing and domineering aura arrived with a bang. It was extremely cold and emotionless.

"Who are you, little brat?" A thought exploded in the minds of Ling Han and Buddha Doga.

Ling Han instantly spat out blood from all his apertures, and almost fainted. Thankfully, there was still a beam of light of great dao in his mind, which allowed him to just barely maintain consciousness.

Meanwhile, Buddha Doga’s expression wasn’t any better. His face was as white as a sheet.

Boom!

Right at this moment, a claw suddenly stretched out from the city ahead of them.

Five claws, golden.

This was... a dragon’s claw!

Ling Han and the little azure dragon had accompanied each other for so long, so he naturally knew what the claws of the Dragon Race were like.

True Dragon?

Hey, hey, hey, is this for real?

However, there was no time for him to mull over this. Buddha Doga grabbed him, turned around, and fled.

Fighting with a Great Emperor?

Hehe.

Boom! It was clear that the Great Emperor of the Dragon Race hadn’t appeared. However, when he extended his claw, it was as if it were a boundless realm that was drawing closer and closer.

"Here!" Ling Han took out the Clear Bamboo Sword and handed it over to Buddha Doga.

Buddha Doga caught the sword, and directly slashed out with his sword.

He was presently unable to awaken the Clear Bamboo Sword. However, Pseudo-Emperor was extremely strong in the first place, and added with the might of the Origin Gold, he could still just barely manage to match a Great Emperor.

Shua, this strike landed on the dragon claw, and instantly, a thin mark was left behind. However, Buddha Doga was directly sent flying, throwing up blood continuously.

It was not just him. Even Ling Han was throwing up blood madly. He had only been touched a little by the Imperial Might, but the Imperial Might was really too strong.

It was not that he had not taken a blow froma Great Emperor before. Though that was under the prerequisite of having awakened the Clear Bamboo Sword, he had a feeling that the might of this attack from the dragon claw was superior to the Lord of Death.

Was that possible?

To become a Great Emperor, who would be weaker than the other?

Unless... the Lord of Death hadn’t unleashed his full strength at that time.

True, against a mere Saint like him, was there any need for him to unleash his full strength?

Buddha Doga didn’t stop at all, continuing to run madly with Ling Han in tow.

Behind them, Imperial Might spread out, and an azure dragon dashed out of the city. Travelling on clouds and mists, it was presently rapidly chasing after them.

It was too fast; this was a genuine Great Emperor!

F***, the True Dragon really didn’t die?

The Imperial Clans could not produce a Great Emperor. This was like a curse from heaven and earth. Thus, Ling Han definitely did not think that this was any child of the True Dragon, but the True Dragon itself.

He was a little confused. This had completely disturbed his cognition.

Buddha Doga quickly familiarized himself with the Clear Bamboo Sword’s usage. He struck again, and this time, its might was terrifying. Imperial might spread out, as if that supreme empress had come back to life.

Boom!

The True Dragon moved, but was blocked. However, with how powerful the Great Emperor was, he immediately pursued again.

Meanwhile, Buddha Doga continued to charge forward as he slashed his sword. Relying on the might of the Imperial Weapon, he could still hold on for the time being. However, he definitely couldn’t hold on for too long.

The Imperial Weapon was only a weapon forged by a Great Emperor, so how could it possibly compare to a true Great Emperor?

What could they do?

They were being hunted down by a Great Emperor, a living Great Emperor!

Ling Han also activated the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower to dissipate a portion of the aftermath of the Imperial Might. After all, this was also Origin Gold, and he was the most powerful Saint, so dissipating a portion of the aftermath shouldn’t be a problem.

This run took three days.

Boom!

A wave of water suddenly gushed out from the ground, and it was as wide as could be. Then, it separated into front and back, which just happened to separate the True Dragon Emperor, Buddha Doga, and Ling Han.

This... was life-saving!

This place was incredibly dangerous, and even a Great Emperor had to be extremely careful. Otherwise, it was extremely likely that he would be buried here.

The wave crashed down, and the True Dragon Emperor was also forced to stop. He then turned around and left.

"Humph!" The Great Emperor’s will surged, but they did not feel any dissatisfaction.

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Ling Han and Buddha Doga ran madly. As they ran, another half year’s time passed, and only then did the waves behind them calm down. What was originally a desolate plain had turned into a great sea.

This was truly a strange place.

"Let’s leave first," Buddha Doga said.