Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1620 - 1620 1610 Black Infinity Hell

1620: Chapter 1610: Black Infinity Hell 1620: Chapter 1610: Black Infinity Hell “Unless one breaks through to the late stages of the Emperor Realm, it is absolutely very difficult to contend with a God-transcending Tribulation expert.”

This was just a casual move from Bai Fan.

If Bai Fan were to use his true strength, he would definitely be unable to withstand it.

The understanding of the Martial Path by those who have endured the Divine Tribulation has reached a new height.

Therefore, there is an insurmountable gap between the Emperor Realm and the Divine Tribulation, a gap that cannot be crossed.

With his current ability, he is definitely unable to contend with the Divine Tribulation.

“Kid, to survive my palm strike, you have some strength.

As just a legend of the Emperor Realm, to have such ability, you are also a genius.

I’ll give you another chance.

Hand over the nine Heavenly Fruits, and I will spare your life.”

Bai Fan was also somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected Long Yan to be just of the legendary emperor realm.

“Do you really think you can secure me?”

Long Yan chuckled softly and said, “Your strength is indeed greater than mine, but to take me down, you’re still not enough!”

As he spoke, Long Yan instantly turned around, his figure burst forth, speeding towards the distant space.

His body transformed directly into thunder light, a speed that an ordinary peak of the Emperor Realm would definitely not possess.

“Kid, you can’t escape!”

Bai Fan’s expression suddenly turned cold, and in an instant, he dashed out, chasing after Long Yan.

“Eight Wastes Step!”

Activating the Eight Wastes Step, Long Yan’s speed surged once again, tearing through space as he went.

The Eight Wastes Step is a supreme divine ability inherited from the Thunder Clan, known as the fastest in the world.

With Long Yan’s current strength, his speed wouldn’t be slower than that of a Divine Tribulation expert.

“Kid, you can’t escape here.”

The voice of Bai Fan came from behind, his speed also pushed to the extreme, but he was still unable to close the distance with Long Yan.

“Catch me first, then we can talk,” Long Yan murmured to himself, not daring to stop, rushing ahead at the fastest speed, his expression somewhat solemn.

He was unfamiliar with this place while, on the contrary, Bai Fan knew this area very well.

To shake off Bai Fan would definitely be no easy feat.

He had thought he could use Wang Yao’s identity to get close to the Demon Dragon Palace and then gradually seek information about Yang Xuanhuang.

Now, however, his plan had failed.

According to the information obtained from the Asura Pavilion, Yang Xuanhuang had joined the Demon Dragon Palace, and his position within was not low.

With Yang Xuanhuang’s strength, his status would definitely not be below Bai Fan’s.

“Ignorant kid, by opposing the Demon Dragon Palace, there’s nowhere for you in heaven or earth to hide!”

Bai Fan’s face was dark and somewhat terrifying — he had still underestimated Long Yan, and things were somewhat out of his control.

However, no matter what methods he used, his speed could at best be about the same as Long Yan’s; he simply couldn’t catch up.

The two of them, one after the other, continued on as time passed slowly.

Very quickly, four hours had passed, and Long Yan had already flown a considerable distance.

“This can’t go on; I must shake off Bai Fan.”

Long Yan thought to himself.

To keep dragging this out was very unfavorable to him.

He must now shake off Bai Fan because once he does, it would be quite unlikely for Bai Fan to find him again.

Very quickly, another hour passed.

“There’s a Broken Domain Rift ahead.”

Suddenly, Long Yan spotted a Broken Domain Rift ahead.

Surrounding the rift were fearsome winds, filled with a tearing breath, looking very dangerous.

This Broken Domain Rift had clearly formed gradually under the erosion of a Spatial Storm, and once inside, one could be pulled into the midst of a Planar Storm, which was extremely dangerous.

“Here goes nothing!”

After a moment of thought, Long Yan steeled his heart and instantly flew towards the rift.

“Damn!” Bai Fan was still exulting; Long Yan clearly had no more ways to escape.

However, as soon as he saw Long Yan rushing toward the Broken Domain Rift, Bai Fan immediately cursed in his mind, realizing the situation had turned dire.

In less than ten breaths of time, Long Yan had crossed a distance of tens of thousands of meters, his silhouette plunged directly into the crevice of the Broken Domain Rift, swallowed by the storm, disappearing from sight.

“Damn it, damn it!” Bai Fan, standing in front of that Broken Domain Rift, had a complexion as unsightly as if he had swallowed hundreds of flies—an extreme display of discomfort.

Beyond that rift lay a disrupted space-time known as Black Wudi Hell, fraught with raging planar storms, exceedingly dangerous, and concealing some terrifying entity within.

Black Wudi Hell was akin to a forbidden land; even he dared not enter it.

Long Yan, carrying the nine Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits, had entered Black Wudi Hell.

For Bai Fan to retrieve those fruits from Long Yan’s hands was nearly impossible.

After lingering for a while, Bai Fan turned and left.

…

In the depths of a dark mountain range, a pitch-black great hall lay nestled as if it were a dormant dark beast.

“Master, there’s grave trouble!”

Within the main hall, Bai Fan stood in front of a man dressed in a black robe, an expression of utmost gravity on his face.

“What’s happened?” The Demon Dragon Palace Master’s brows furrowed slightly as his authoritative and deep voice emerged.

“There’s been an unexpected incident with the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits,” Bai Fan reported truthfully.

“What?” At those words, the Demon Dragon Palace Master’s demeanor turned ice-cold in an instant, demonic Qi surging and evil Qi spreading from his eyes.

“Who else could snatch the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits from your hands?

What exactly happened?” The Demon Dragon Palace Master asked.

Bai Fan did not dare conceal anything and relayed the events as they happened, leaving nothing out.

The nine Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits were integral to the Demon Dragon Palace’s grand plan.

Now that Long Yan had taken them, the Demon Dragon Palace Master was unlikely to let Bai Fan off easily.

“Worthless!” Having heard Bai Fan’s account, killing intent flickered in the Demon Dragon Palace Master’s eyes.

He had long instructed Bai Fan to keep watch over the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits and not to allow any errors.

Yet, despite all the precautions, something had gone awry at the last moment.

“Master, that kid is very elusive.

He’s merely at the legendary emperor realm, but his true ability is not weaker than those at the Emperor Realm Peak.

For such a genius to appear from the outer space-time, he must undoubtedly come from Dragon God Ancient City.

His taking the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits could point to the Dragon God Ancient City pulling strings from behind,” Bai Fan suggested.

Given Long Yan’s ability and talent, discerning his origin was not difficult.

“While Dragon God Ancient City is powerful, this is the Burial Dragon Abyss.

Their reach does not extend here, and Dragon God Ancient City couldn’t possibly know about our plans,” the Demon Dragon Palace Master countered, “We must get the nine Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits.

You are to lead a team to Black Wudi Hell immediately and retrieve them.”

The Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits ripened only once every hundred years; he couldn’t possibly wait another century.

Bai Fan’s body trembled.

The Demon Dragon Palace Master was sending him on a suicide mission.

“Don’t worry, Master.

I will definitely bring back the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruits,” Bai Fan asserted through clenched teeth.

He had no choice—if he refused to venture into Black Wudi Hell, the Demon Dragon Palace Master would surely kill him without hesitation.