Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1058 - 1058 1058 Rakshasa Lord Zong Yao_1

1058: Chapter 1058: Rakshasa Lord, Zong Yao_1 1058: Chapter 1058: Rakshasa Lord, Zong Yao_1 The faces of Law Venerate Han Jiao and his team are serious.

Long Chengtian is too strong, with their power, they cannot deal with Long Chengtian, and they may even die at his hands.

“Long Chengtian, your strength is indeed strong, but don’t forget, this is the Hell of Imprisoned Souls, it’s the dominion of Supreme Hall.”

Law Venerate Han Jiao said with a cold voice, and then, a talisman appeared in his hand and he crushed it directly.

Seeing this, Long Chengtian’s gaze slightly sank.

It was clear that the talisman Han Jiao crushed was a transmission talisman, he was alerting the strong ones of Supreme Hall.

“Not a single one of you will live.”

As his words fell, Long Chengtian made to attack the seven, unleashing unparalleled Sword Qi.

The space in front of him collapsed under this sword.

Boom, boom, boom…

In an instant, Long Chengtian was battling the seven, and this time, he did not hold back.

The seven, including Han Jiao, were under the suppressive disadvantage of Long Chengtian and faced grave danger.

Soon, a quasi-emperor was beheaded by Long Chengtian.

Time passed slowly, and before long, half an hour had passed.

The six quasi-emperors, apart from Han Jiao, died at the hands of Long Chengtian.

Even with Supreme Hall’s foundation, the instant loss of so many powerful fighters would deliver a painful blow.

“Boom!”

A punch from Long Chengtian landed on Law Venerate Han Jiao, sending him flying.

“Gurgle.”

A mist of blood burst out of him, and Han Jiao’s face turned white as paper, his expression becoming extremely serious.

He is not a match for Long Chengtian at all.

Long Chengtian’s power has risen to the level of an emperor.

“Aargh.”

The next moment, Han Jiao transformed into his original form, a giant cold ice demon flood dragon, suspending in the air.

The cold was pushing people away, and the whole space was frozen.

“Trivial skills.”

Long Chengtian did not take Han Jiao seriously at all.

Even if Han Jiao turned into his original form, increasing his power significantly, he still would not be a match for Long Chengtian.

Just a single move left Law Venerate Han Jiao critically wounded, causing his giant body to fly out and crush a nearby mountain.

“Gurgle.”

Han Jiao morphed back into the human form, vomiting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

His strength was severely depleted.

Now, Han Jiao was truly at the end of his tether, completely drained.

“From now on there will only be three Great Law Venerables left in the Supreme Hall.”

Long Chengtian was full of vigor, and with a shake of his arm, Sword Qi erupted from the Prison Break Dragon Sword, slashing towards Han Jiao.

The Sword Qi exploded, and under this sword, Law Venerate Han Jiao could already sense the breath of death, his soul trembling.

Whiz!

Just when that Sword Qi was about to hit Han Jiao, at the critical moment, a power burst out from the void, colliding with the Sword Aura, the Sword Aura instantly shattered.

Long Chengtian’s eyes condensed, locking on the void.

In his line of sight, a figure walked out of the void.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, hairless face, his deep eyes were like the starry sky beneath his sword-like eyebrows, and there was a kind of domineering presence below his black robe, there was a strong momentum fluctuating, he was an emperor.

“Vice Hall Master!”

Law Venerate Han Jiao greeted the man in black hurriedly, and finally was relieved.

If this black-clothed man had come any later, he would be Long Chengtian’s prey.

The man in black clothes nodded slightly, his gaze swept over the entire battlefield, instantly becoming colder.

Finally, he set his gaze on Long Chengtian.

“Long Chengtian, I knew you’d be here!”

Looking at Long Chengtian, a cold glint rose in the man’s eyes.

“Zong Yao!”

Long Chengtian looked at the man in black, a hint of solemnity rising in his eyes.

This man is no other than Zong Yao, the Vice Hall Master of Supreme Hall, better known as Rakshasa Lord.

Not only that, Zong Yao used to be the Junior Palace Master of Supreme Hall, and was engaged to Huangfu Yingying, Saintess of the Jiu Xuan Royal Family.

The two could be considered rival lovers.

Zong Yao is the real Emperor.

“If it wasn’t for the Jiu Xuan Royal Family, I would have killed you long ago.

You actually stormed into the Hell of Imprisoned Souls for that whore Huangfu Yingying, and killed so many Ancient Emperors and Quasi-emperors of the Supreme Hall.

You’re courting death!”

Zong Yao was engaged to Huangfu Yingying.

His fiancée was stolen by another, and she even gave birth to a bastard child with Long Chengtian.

Zong Yao had become a laughing stock, his hatred for Long Chengtian was bone-deep.

If it wasn’t for the Jiu Xuan Royal Family, Long Chengtian would have died by his hand long ago.

“You were no match for me back then, do you really think you can kill me now?”

Long Chengtian sneered.

Back then, he had clashed with Zong Yao more than once, each time suppressing Zong Yao.

Today, although Zong Yao had ascended to the Emperor Realm, killing him was not a certainty.

“That was the past.

Now, I am already an Emperor, while you are merely a Quasi-emperor.”

Zong Yao said coldly.

Under his black robe, his aura began to fluctuate and killing intent spread with it.

“Even Emperors are not invincible.”

Long Chengtian’s robust body trembled, the rising surge of Sword Intent erupted, shaking his robe.

His momentum was much stronger than that of an average Quasi-emperor.

“Vice Hall Master, be wary.

Long Chengtian is not a simple opponent!”

Law Venerate Han Jiao reminded him.

Although Long Chengtian was a Quasi-emperor, his true strength was absolutely comparable to an Emperor.

He was an extremely difficult foe to deal with.

“No matter how strong, he is still only a Quasi-emperor.

He cannot stir up any waves in front of me.”

Zong Yao gave a cold shout, and the Emperor’s aura spread out, then he threw a punch towards Long Chengtian.

In the fist imprint, True Text circulated, this punch was infused with the Law.

The Emperor Realm was a completely different realm, where the power wielded is no longer True Yuan, but the Law.

At the same time, Long Chengtian swung his sword, and the Sword Light ripped through, cutting into the True Text fist imprint, which was immediately torn apart by the Sword Light.

Even the Law could not resist that peerless Sword Light.

“Sword Soul!”

Zong Yao’s eyes shrank, and his brow wrinkled slightly.

The level of Long Chengtian’s sword art cultivation had reached the Sword Soul Realm.

Understanding Sword Qi is an initial step, comprehending Sword Intent marks the true entrance into the path as a sword cultivator; reaching the consummate level with Sword Intent would let one be acknowledged as God.

However, above Sword Intent, there’s the Sword Soul Realm.

Sword cultivators who reach the Sword Soul Realm can resist the Power of Laws with their sword art cultivation.

Long Chengtian had clearly achieved the Sword Soul Realm.

No wonder his strength was so exceptional, capable of slaying these Ancient Emperors and Quasi-emperors.

Even Law Venerate Han Jiao almost died at his hands.

“Here, you must die!”

After a brief pause, Zong Yao once again launched an attack on Long Chengtian.

“Bang!, “Boom”….

In the Void, Zong Yao and Long Chengtian engaged in fierce combat, exchanging hundreds of moves within mere breaths.

Their forms were constantly shifting, True Text churned, and Sword Qi soared high into the sky.