Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1416 - 1416 1406 Bai Wushen Part 4 _1

1416: Chapter 1406: Bai Wushen (Part 4) _1 1416: Chapter 1406: Bai Wushen (Part 4) _1 “Kid, you’re too green to try any tricks in front of me,”

Zuo Cangqiong huffed lightly, “Right now, the only choice you have is to hand over the Order of Holy Fire to me, then I will let you leave.

Of course, you have another choice, which is to die.

Killing you, I could still get the Order of Holy Fire,”

Hearing this, Long Yan laughed.

There was an amusing glint in his eye as he slowly said a few words.

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

Zuo Cangqiong wouldn’t make a move without guarantee, Long Yan was not stupid either.

“Seeking death!”

Zuo Cangqiong’s face turned cold, the sword momentum surrounding the area began to tremble.

At this moment, everyone, including Deer Mountain, braced themselves.

They would not stand by and watch the Holy Fire Order fall into Zuo Cangqiong’s hands.

As soon as Zuo Cangqiong killed Long Yan, it would be their turn to seize the Holy Fire Order.

Black Gold Ancestor and Suofeng Ghost Emperor were also ready.

Having lost Liuyun Feisuo and Godlink Chain, they naturally had to retrieve the Holy Fire Order to compensate for their losses.

At this moment, the atmosphere became tense.

“Zuo Cangqiong, he’s mine.

Try touching him, go ahead.”

Just then, a faint voice sounded.

The voice was soft, but it carried an awe-inspiring aura of dominance.

Hearing this, Zuo Cangqiong’s face darkened.

His eyes immediately turned towards the source of the sound, as did everyone else’s.

Whoosh!

Just as the voice faded, a faint sound of wind breaking resounded.

A figure had already appeared before them.

“Legendary Emperor Realm, this person should be the genius of Sealed Gods Ancient Road,”

Long Yan’s gaze fell upon the newcomer, examining him.

The newcomer was a youth, clad in a black sword robe.

He looked to be in his mid-twenties, handsome and outstanding.

He had a meticulously crafted face and ink-black hair that hung loose.

Every strand of hair seemed shockingly sharp.

Especially his pair of eyes, deep as a gorge.

If you looked closely, you could see a hint of crimson blood buried within.

The youth in the black robe simply stood there, yet gave off an extraordinarily sharp aura, like a superbly sharp sword.

A cultivator of the Legendary Emperor Realm, this youth was definitely a genius, as well as a sword art genius.

“Supreme Talent, Bai Wushen!”

Everyone’s gaze fell upon the youth in the black robe, a feeling of deep fear rising within them.

Clearly, they were quite familiar with the youth in the black robe.

The youth in the black robe was none other than Bai Wushen, the genius of the Supreme Hall.

The White Emperor was a super strong being in the Supreme Hall, and Bai Wushen is the only son of the White Emperor who inherited his essence.

He had an astonishing level of sword art.

Looking at the whole Sealed Gods Ancient Road, Bai Wushen was among the top talents, hailed as the second genius of the ancient road.

Bai Wushen himself was a genius.

Coupled with the backing of the Supreme Hall, it was natural for these people to fear him.

At this moment, the likes of Deer Mountain, Old Man Hei Ming, and Zhang Kui all stepped aside, leaving a path open for Bai Wushen.

Black Gold Ancestor and Suofeng Ghost Emperor also knew they could not afford to offend Bai Wushen and voluntarily moved aside.

Zuo Cangqiong did not move, but his face turned extremely solemn.

“Zuo Cangqiong, you dare to stand in my way?”

Bai Wushen’s sharp gaze fell on Zuo Cangqiong, his tone admonishing.

Clearly, he did not regard Zuo Cangqiong as an equal.

“Bai Wushen, I do not wish to have you as an enemy.

But I must secure the Holy Fire Order.

This kid has two Orders of Holy Fire on him.

I only want one.

How about it?”

Zuo Cangqiong addressed Bai Wushen in a negotiable tone, remaining somewhat cautious of him.

“Do you think you have the right to negotiate with me?”

Bai Wushen’s tone was uncompromising: “I hold you in high regard for being a sword cultivator.

Should you insist on blocking my way, don’t blame me for being merciless.”

This domineering arrogance, however, reminds Long Yan of Emperor Ye.

Zuo Cangqiong’s expression changes, after weighing his options, he grits his teeth and ultimately chooses not to be enemies with Bai Wushen.

Those who knew Bai Wushen were aware that he was a narrow-minded fellow.

Once offended, it was difficult to avoid death at his hands.

After Zuo Cangqiong backs away, Bai Wushen takes a step forward, standing ten feet in front of Long Yan, his gaze falling upon him.

“Are you Long Yan?”

Bai Wushen speaks indifferently, with no particular inflection in his tone.

His stance, however, was condescending, as if he were an emperor inspecting a commoner.

“Indeed, I am Long Yan.

And who might you be?”

Without hiding anything, Long Yan admits it outright.

Since his identity had already been exposed, there was no need to hide anymore.

“Son of the White Emperor, Bai Wushen!”

Bai Wushen enunciates each word with deliberation.

“Son of the White Emperor.”

Upon hearing this, Long Yan’s gaze subtly flickers.

Although he has never seen the White Emperor, he was no stranger to him.

The White Emperor was a strong one of the Supreme Hall, and the gifted Ji Shaobai from the Supreme Hall was the White Emperor’s direct disciple.

“Are you also here for the Order of the Holy Fire?”

Long Yan looks straight at Bai Wushen and asks.

“Not entirely.”

As Bai Wushen’s gaze slightly lifts, he suddenly changes the topic: “Where is Ji Shaobai?”

Ji Shaobai was his junior brother, more accurately, his younger brother, because Ji Shaobai was the White Emperor’s illegitimate son.

Not long ago, someone from the Supreme Hall came from the Emperor Domain to the Sealed Gods Ancient Road and told the White Emperor that Ji Shaobai had mysteriously disappeared.

With Ji Shaobai’s disappearance surely connected to Long Yan, who had a major feud with him.

“Ji Shaobai is a genius of the Supreme Hall.

What has his whereabouts got to do with me?”

Long Yan’s expression changes slightly as he responds indifferently.

Although he has not killed Ji Shaobai, he had thrown Ji Shaobai into the Demon Dragon Realm, and Ji Shaobai’s status was almost as good as dead.

“Long Yan, you can’t hide.

The information captured by the Slaughter True Blood will not be wrong.”

Bai Wushen’s tone instantly becomes cold.

Just a day ago, the White Emperor used the Slaughter True Blood to detect Ji Shaobai’s breath.

The result showed a connection between Ji Shaobai and Long Yan and even revealed Long Yan’s location.

Therefore, Bai Wushen was able to find his way here.

“I told you, I don’t know where Ji Shaobai is.”

Having said that, Long Yan adds another sentence: “It’s really ridiculous.

I’m not a babysitter for the White Emperor.”

However, upon hearing these words, everyone’s expressions change subtly and they are secretly astounded.

Long Yan actually dares to defy the White Emperor so blatantly.

His courage is too great.

There are hardly many people who dare to speak such words.

“You’re courting death!”

Bai Wushen’s expression instantly turns icy.

To him and to others, Long Yan’s words bear completely different implications.

The identity of Ji Shaobai as the White Emperor’s illegitimate son was a fact known to only a few.

Bai Wushen was one of them.

He had always considered this as a stain and would not allow more people to know about it.

Despite Long Yan’s casual remark, it genuinely infuriated him.