Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1197 - 1197 1197 A Key Move Decides the Outcome_1

1197: Chapter 1197: A Key Move Decides the Outcome_1 1197: Chapter 1197: A Key Move Decides the Outcome_1 “Gulp,” “Gulp”…

This sudden scene caused everyone to feel nauseous.

This “cannibalistic” divine ability of Blood Asura was indeed nothing to be proud of.

Just watching it made their skin crawl.

“Oh my dear father, this fellow has a heavy taste, eating people alive, too horrifying.”

“I don’t know what kind of divine ability this is.

I didn’t expect that Blood Asura possessed such a terrifying measure.

The quasi-emperor simply isn’t his match, but this method is really unpleasant to behold.”

“Bloody hell, I must never provoke this guy, otherwise, I’d surely end up boneless.”

“He’s more terrifying than a demon, Blood Asura must have cultivated some sort of demonic skill.”

…

All the people were shocked, they drew a cold breath and quietly celebrated the fact that they were not the ones facing Blood Asura, otherwise, they would undoubtedly meet the same fate as Monarch Bingmu – reduced to nothing.

The members of the Asura Alliance were also stunned.

They didn’t expect their Alliance Master to have cultivated such a fearsome divine ability.

The faces of the people of Fairy Pool Sky Mountain turned sour.

Watching Monarch Bingmu being eaten alive by Blood Asura was discomforting, but they did not react like the Supreme Hall, understanding that the ring was a place where life and death were uncertain – they could afford to lose.

“This chap does bear some similarities to Chaos Sky Peng.”

There was a subtle shift in Long Yan’s gaze.

As for Blood Asura devouring a man alive, Long Yan did not seem to be greatly affected.

Chaos Sky Peng was indeed involved in the cultivation of Devouring Dao.

As such a scenario frequently occurred, Long Yan was rather acquainted with it.

What surprised him was that Blood Asura had also cultivated a divine ability that followed the Devouring Dao.

After Blood Asura left the stage, it took Hua Tianxiong a moment to regain his senses, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

After taking a deep breath, Hua Tianxiong settled his mind and then announced the next fighters.

One of them was Young Master Qilin, the Emperor’s Son from Demon God Emperor Palace, and the other was a quasi-emperor, the Supreme Elder of Jiu Xiao Dynasty.

The Supreme Elder of Jiu Xiao Dynasty merely relied on an Emperor Weapon to barely make it into the top fifty.

His actual strength was not quite on par with Monarch Bingmu, Bai Huazhen, and Venerable Wu Ling.

He was somewhat lucky to have entered the top fifty.

Youg Master Qilin was a real god-beast, a representative of the Demon Race’s emperor sons, and naturally no weakling.

Although he was in the Ancient Emperor Realm, he was not a common opponent for a typical quasi-emperor.

The Supreme Elder of Jiu Xiao Dynasty was naturally not an opponent for Young Master Qilin.

He admitted defeat within thirty minutes to avoid falling at the hands of Young Master Qilin.

The next battle was Jun Lingtian’s turn.

Relying on the River Mountain National Map, he managed to make it to the top fifty.

After the Supreme Elder’s defeat, all hopes of the Jiu Xiao Dynasty were pinned on him.

This time, Jun Lingtian was not so lucky, his opponent was a quasi-emperor, a loose cultivator quasi-emperor.

Without using the River Mountain National Map, Jun Lingtian was no match for the quasi-emperor.

After using the map, only then did he have the ability to contend against the quasi-emperor.

The two fought fiercely for nearly four hours.

Finally, Jun Lingtian used a secret technique, paying a considerable cost to defeat the quasi-emperor.

Although Jun Lingtian had defeated the quasi-emperor, it was a Pyrrhic victory.

After leaving the stage, he immediately began to heal and recover.

The next two battles were spontaneous, namely Phoenix Dance and Qian Qiuxue, Qian Qiuxue was lucky.

Her opponent was an Ancient Emperor, so she easily advanced to the next round.

Even though Phoenix Dance’s opponent was a quasi-emperor, with her strength, it was entirely a one-sided crush.

She went all out and ended the battle in a quarter of an hour.

After Phoenix Dance finished the battle, Hua Tianxiong announced the next battle, hence the battle between Zhan Wushuang and a quasi-emperor.

On the ring.

Zhan Wushuang stood there like an iron tower, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, his gaze fell on the quasi-emperor, and his eyes flashed cold.

The quasi-emperor standing opposite him was from the Wangchuan family, named Ye Junhun.

Ye Junhun, Bai Huazhen, Venerable Wu Ling, and Monarch Bingmu were all figures from the same era, their strengths were almost on par.

If there were to be a difference, Ye Junhun would certainly be stronger.

He belonged to the Wangchuan family and possessed the Bloodline Power, the Doomsday Black Flame.

Below the Emperor Realm, apart from Emperor Ye, Ye Junhun had never taken anyone seriously.

“Kid, how about deciding the outcome with a single move?”

Ye Junhun eyed Zhan Wushuang.

Although Zhan Wushuang was only an Ancient Emperor, he dared not underestimate him.

In the Supreme Hall, Zhan Wushuang held his own against Quasi-emperors.

Moreover, Zhan Wushuang was a disciple of the Mad Emperor; his strength was surely not simple.

“Just one move is enough to kill you!”

Zhan Wushuang uttered a few words lightly; he was already intent on killing.

“Arrogant kid, even if you are the disciple of the Mad Emperor, in my presence, you have no basis for your arrogance.”

Ye Junhun scoffed.

Zhan Wushuang was indeed powerful, but he wasn’t weak either.

Being scorned by a junior had ignited a steadfast fire in his heart.

“Why not give it a try?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Wushuang slowly lowered the arms crossed over his chest.

Underneath his battle armor, his momentum began to stir, and his entire demeanor underwent a transformation.

“Seal God’s Door!”

With a forward projection of his hand, Zhan Wushuang held out a bronze door.

An aura of primal antiquity wafted out, and the Power of Sealing Gods permeated the air, enveloping the void for hundreds of feet around.

Using Seal God’s Door right away showed that Zhan Wushuang was set on killing, not willing to give Ye Junhun any chances.

“Artifact!”

Ye Junhun’s gaze froze on Seal God’s Door.

Seeing that it was an artifact, and an exceptional one at that, his eyes narrowed.

“The Wangchuan family is about to lose another Quasi-emperor.”

Long Yan had already predicted the outcome, he was well aware of Zhan Wushuang’s strength.

With the Seal God’s Door on hand, and given Zhan Wushuang’s own power, killing Ye Junhun wouldn’t be a problem.

Long Chen shared Long Yan’s thoughts and he had absolute confidence in Zhan Wushuang.

“Settling the result with just one move, Zhan Wushuang even brought out an artifact.

Seems like he’s quite confident.”

“The disciple of the Mad Emperor, his strength can’t be weak.

What’s more, he has an artifact.

If he can’t beat Ye Junhun, I’ll change my surname on the spot.”

“Don’t be too confident.

Zhan Wushuang is indeed very strong, but Ye Junhun is not weak either.

He is backed by the Bloodline Power of the Wangchuan family.

It won’t be easy for Zhan Wushuang to beat Ye Junhun with just one move.

Let’s wait and watch.”

“Whether he can defeat Ye Junhun with one move, we’ll soon find out.”

…

Seeing that Zhan Wushuang and Ye Junhun were all set to decide the outcome with a single move, the crowd heightened their attention.

Most of the people had confidence in Zhan Wushuang.