Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1612 - 1612 1602 Slaying Wang Yao

1612: Chapter 1602: Slaying Wang Yao 1612: Chapter 1602: Slaying Wang Yao Time passed slowly, and the momentum of Mingwen Cold Jiao steadily ascended; subtly, it had reached the heights of the Eternal Emperor Realm.

Mingwen Cold Jiao, having refined the three-headed demon flower, was only a matter of time before breaking through to the Eternal Emperor Realm.

“Ao!”

Suddenly, Mingwen Cold Jiao let out a heaven-shaking roar, and once again, a chilling aura burst forth, enveloping virtually the entire valley in its coldness.

At this moment, an aura belonging to the Eternal Emperor Realm surged out from within Mingwen Cold Jiao, truly breaking the barrier and stepping into the Eternal Emperor Realm.

“Success!”

At this moment, Wang Yao too was excited, his face beaming with thrill, for he had been waiting for this moment too.

“Now’s the time!”

Long Yan’s gaze suddenly sharpened, and in a split second, his palm thundered against Wang Yao’s back, unleashing an immense power instantly.

This moment was undoubtedly when Wang Yao’s guard was at its lowest, making it the perfect opportunity for a surprise attack.

“Bang!”

The overbearing power struck Wang Yao, causing his figure to stagger violently, his expression drastically changing.

“Pfft!”

A mist of blood sprayed forth, his complexion instantly turning pale.

This attack was a premeditated move by Long Yan, strengthened to three times its combat power and launched while Wang Yao was completely unguarded, inflicting grave injury upon Wang Yao with a single strike.

“Damn it, why would you do this?”

Wang Yao was so furious that flames seemed to burst from his eyes as he stared at Long Yan and coldly rebuked.

“I have my reasons for doing this,”

Long Yan replied with a faint smile, “Now, you have two choices.

First, you surrender to me, and you can keep your life; second, you die!”

Having severely injured Wang Yao, who could now only harness half of his combat strength at best, Long Yan considered him no longer a threat.

“You’re not Zhong Li, who are you?”

Wang Yao, looking at Long Yan, narrowed his eyes, certain that the person before him was definitely not Zhong Li.

“Let me show you who I am.”

Having come to this point, Long Yan no longer concealed his true form, transforming back into his original appearance.

Witnessing Long Yan’s true face, Wang Yao instinctively stepped backwards, shocked by the seamless deception, free of any loopholes.

“You’ve been heavily injured by me and are no match for me.

It’s easy for me to kill you, and using the same tactic, no one would be any the wiser.

What do you think?”

Long Yan said with a light smile, hoping that Wang Yao would willingly submit, which would be the best outcome.

“What a joke!

How could I possibly submit to you!”

Wang Yao snorted disdainfully.

As one at the peak of the Emperor Realm, he would never submit to Long Yan.

“Drink a toast or swallow a forfeit!”

Long Yan’s eyes abruptly glinted with coldness, and the moment his words fell, his figure darted forward and he condensed a handprint, striking towards Wang Yao.

With enhanced combat power, his strength was undoubtedly at least on par with Wang Yao’s.

“I’ll fight you with all I’ve got!”

Wang Yao steeled himself and struck with all his might.

However, having been grievously injured, his strength significantly diminished, he was no match for Long Yan.

In less than the span of ten breaths, Wang Yao was completely suppressed by Long Yan.

With Mingwen Cold Jiao at a critical juncture of breakthrough, it was impossible for him to offer any help.

“Nine Nether Soul Devouring Thunder Flame, Soul Devouring Secret!”

With fingers pressing onto Wang Yao’s head, the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Thunder Flame surged from the palm, and Long Yan began to operate the Soul Devouring Secret, forcefully extracting Wang Yao’s memories.

Wang Yao’s face contorted in agony, his screams filled with torment escaping his mouth.

Wang Yao was far more powerful than Zhong Li, and with Long Yan’s strength, extracting memories from Wang Yao was no easy feat.

Continuously extracting memories, Long Yan’s forehead was covered with soybean-sized sweat beads.

After half an hour had passed, Long Yan had also obtained the information he wanted from Wang Yao’s memories.

With a fierce clench of his five fingers, Wang Yao’s head instantly exploded, turning him into a corpse.

“Extracting the memories of someone at the peak of the Emperor Realm is indeed not easy, but thankfully I’ve broken through to the legendary Emperor Realm.”

Long Yan took a deep breath, a hint of a smile also curling up at the corner of his mouth.

If he hadn’t broken through to the legendary Emperor Realm, it would have been impossible to extract Wang Yao’s memories.

“Ao!”

At this moment, the breath of the Mingwen Cold Jiao had almost stabilized at the Eternal Emperor Realm, truly breaking through to the Eternal Emperor Realm, although its realm was still somewhat unstable.

With an angry roar, the Mingwen Cold Jiao’s cold gaze fell upon Long Yan, filled with murderous intent.

“Ming Jiao, your Master has already been slain by me, you are no match for me.

You can either willingly submit to me, or I will forcefully suppress you.”

Long Yan said to the Mingwen Cold Jiao.

He was planning to create a puppet army and naturally wouldn’t let go of this Mingwen Cold Jiao.

“Ao!”

The Mingwen Cold Jiao roared again, the evil qi in its eyes intensifying, as its massive body rolled aggressively towards Long Yan.

“Ignorant!”

Long Yan formed a handprint, unleashing an unparalleled purple gold light from within his body.

In that instant, he transformed into a Purple Gold Demon Dragon.

In front of its enormous dragon body, the Mingwen Cold Jiao was far too weak.

Overwhelming Dragon Might enveloped the area, and the Mingwen Cold Jiao was also suppressed, hindered by a Bloodline suppression.

Even in its fierce eyes, a hint of dread surfaced.

“Devour Dragon Soul!”

In the moment he transformed into the Purple Gold Demon Dragon, Long Yan condensed a Dragon Soul Devouring attack in his dragon claw, smashing it down towards the Mingwen Cold Jiao.

In an instant, the two colossal beasts clashed fiercely in the valley.

The Mingwen Cold Jiao had just been promoted to the Eternal Emperor Realm, its realm not yet stable, and coupled with the suppression from the pure Dragon Might, it was completely no match for Long Yan.

Very quickly, the Mingwen Cold Jiao was suppressed.

“Nine Nether Thunder Seal!”

Seizing the opportunity, Long Yan implanted a Nine Nether Thunder Seal into the Mingwen Cold Jiao’s body, suppressing it over the Beast Soul Primordial Spirit.

In less time than it takes a breath to complete, he had completely controlled the Mingwen Cold Jiao.

Long Yan reverted to his human form, and the Mingwen Cold Jiao’s evil qi gradually dissipated.

“You can enter the Azure Dragon Ring as well.”

Long Yan collected the Mingwen Cold Jiao into the Azure Dragon Ring.

“The task is accomplished, next is just waiting for the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruit to ripen.”

A smile appeared on Long Yan’s face.

After throwing Wang Yao’s corpse into the Nine Suns Divine Cauldron, Long Yan adopted Wang Yao’s appearance and left the valley.

With Wang Yao’s identity, he could get close to the Heavenly Tree and wait for the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruit to ripen so he could seize it.

After leaving the valley, Long Yan headed straight for Zhong Li’s courtyard.

Seeing Long Yan’s appearance, Long Chen, Zhan Wushuang, and Xia Xueer were all on guard, uncertain whether the person before them was indeed Long Yan.

“It’s me, I have slain Wang Yao,”

Long Yan said to the trio in his own voice.

Upon hearing this, the three relaxed their vigilance.

“What about the Mingwen Cold Jiao?”

The four of them sat down in the courtyard, and Xia Xueer inquired.

“The Mingwen Cold Jiao consumed the three-headed demon flower and successfully ascended to the Eternal Emperor Realm, and has been suppressed and subdued by me,”

Long Yan explained.

This Mingwen Cold Jiao was equivalent to a strong one at the peak of the Emperor Realm.