Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1656 - 1656 1646 King Beiming

1656: Chapter 1646: King Beiming 1656: Chapter 1646: King Beiming “Petty people, cease your impudence!”

Immediately after, another four figures rushed out from within the canyon, all wrapped in black robes, their aura clearly stronger than that of the elderly man who had been slain.

The four looked at the black-clothed young man with a cold gaze, their expressions also quite solemn.

The black-clothed young man had killed the elder with a flick of his hand, his strength must surely stand at an extremely high level.

“King Beiming, won’t you come out yet?”

The black-clothed young man spoke indifferently, without even glancing at the four, not taking them into consideration at all.

“Since that’s the case, this Seat will kill them.”

As his words fell, the black-clothed young man moved, his five fingers turning into claws as he grasped at the void in front of him, controlling the space with boundless power as four chains imbued with the law sped towards the four.

“Not good!”

At that instant, the expressions of the four changed dramatically, their hearts trembling under that terrible aura.

The black-clothed young man was too strong, all four of them had crossed the Second Divine Calamity, yet in front of this young man, they were nothing but ants.

In a split second, the four also exerted their full strength, throwing punches simultaneously, the powerful force surging out with no restraint.

“Bang,” “Bang,” “Bang,” “Bang.”

The fists of the four collided with the chains, producing a muffled sound of an explosion, and space itself violently trembled.

The power of the chains was immense, shattering the strength of the four, and with the sound of flesh being torn, the chains pierced through their bodies, coiling around them, completely controlling the four.

“Stop!”

At this moment, a deep, indifferent voice echoed from within the canyon, and with the sound, a figure had already appeared in the high sky, standing at the same height as the black-clothed young man.

It was a black-clothed man wearing a death god mask, his presence exuding a profound aura without form.

“Wu Dao, what do you mean by this?”

The masked black-clothed man spoke coldly, he was familiar with the black-clothed young man.

The black-clothed young man was none other than Wu Dao, one of the Four Great Deputy Sect Leaders of the Burial Sky Church.

“King Beiming, you should know why this Seat has come here,” Wu Dao replied indifferently.

The masked black-clothed man was King Beiming, the Pavilion Master of the Death God Pavilion, an enigmatic figure akin to a divine dragon who shows his head but not his tail.

“The Burial Sky Church indeed has some tricks up its sleeve.”

King Beiming’s eyes flickered as he said, “It’s true that This King has used some methods, but the Burial Sky Church hasn’t lost anything.

To go so far as tearing our faces over this trifle seems unnecessary.”

Since Wu Dao had arrived here, he was obviously aware of the Death God Pavilion’s scheme against the Burial Sky Church, pretending to be ignorant was completely pointless at this point.

“The Burial Sky Church does not wish to go to war with the Death God Pavilion, however, if the Death God Pavilion provokes the Burial Sky Church, it will have to pay the price!”

The moment his words ended, a trace of cold light swept across Wu Dao’s eyes, and at the same time, the four Samsara Chains shook in the air, the immense power rushing into the four men’s bodies.

Under the gaze of the four men’s despairing eyes, the Reincarnation Law eradicated their lifeforce, and their Primordial Spirits shattered into pieces.

The Samsara Chains dispersed, and four corpses fell from the sky.

King Beiming’s expression darkened, a cold light surging in his eyes as well.

“King Beiming, This Seat has come today just to give you a warning, consider your actions well!”

After leaving those words, Wu Dao prepared to leave.

Having slain five who had crossed the God Disaster from the Death God Pavilion, his goal was achieved.

“Wu Dao, do you think you can just kill someone in front of This King and leave like that?”

The tone of King Beiming had obviously become much colder, and under the black robe, his aura fluctuated.

As the Pavilion Master of the Death God Pavilion, he had just watched Wu Dao kill one of his people right in front of him.

If he didn’t even dare to make a peep, where would his dignity lie?

“Do you wish to fight with This Seat?”

Wu Dao raised an eyebrow in a frivolous manner, a smile also rising on his face.

“King Beiming, you’ve stepped into the realm of Demigod for quite some time now.

Looking across the Emperor Domain, there are definitely few who can stand at the same height as you.

This Seat also wishes to see just how high your strength has reached.”

Wu Dao was looking forward to a fight with King Beiming.

In the entire imperial area, there were certainly few people he deigned to take seriously, and King Beiming was barely one of them.

“Although you possess the Samsara Physique, you’ve just stepped into the realm of Demigod as well.

Rumors say that, up until now, no one has truly defeated you.

This King also wishes to see what’s so extraordinary about the Samsara Physique.”

King Beiming spoke.

Wu Dao had risen to power within the last one hundred years, and his rise was entirely mythic.

Up until now, he had not encountered a true opponent and remained undefeated.

“This is not the place to fight!”

After leaving those words behind, Wu Dao tore through space and left.

Immediately after, King Beiming also tore through space, chasing after Wu Dao.

In the vast starry sky, Wu Dao came to a standstill on a meteorite a thousand feet in size, turned around, and his gaze fell on King Beiming.

“King Beiming, I hope you won’t disappoint This Seat!”

The aura shimmered; the surrounding starry sky shook violently as the storm surged and spread out.

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Zhenyang Sect.

“Long Yan, what exactly do you want?”

Young Master Qilin and the Godson looked at Chaos Sky Peng, and at this moment, their previous arrogance was gone.

Both of them had dealt with Long Yan before and knew he wasn’t a kind-hearted soul; neither doubted that Long Yan had the guts to kill them.

“Rest assured, I won’t let you die too easily.”

Chaos Sky Peng said indifferently, then continued, “Take them down and imprison them.”

After Young Master Qilin and the Godson were taken away, Chaos Sky Peng and the others went to the Assembly Hall.

“Sect Leader, what do we do next?”

Blood Mad Butcher inquired.

Young Master Qilin and the Godson were no ordinary people; they held extremely high positions in the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall.

Now that both had been captured alive by Zhenyang Sect, neither the Demon God Emperor Palace nor the Supreme Hall would let the matter rest easily.

It was possible that the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall would wage war against Zhenyang Sect over this incident.

“When fate brings war to our doorstep, we’ll build a wall; when it brings water, we’ll make a dam.

Even if the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall dare to wage war, with Young Master Qilin and the Godson in our hands, they will have to exercise some caution.”

Chaos Sky Peng hadn’t killed Young Master Qilin and the Godson exactly because of some concerns.

If they were really killed, the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall were certain to wage war against the Zhenyang Sect.

Of course, if it were not for the imminent Emperor Realm’s Havoc, Zhenyang Sect wouldn’t have worried about the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall, and Chaos Sky Peng would have undoubtedly killed Young Master Qilin and the Godson without hesitation.

“Even if there will be concerns, the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall will definitely take action.

We should be prepared.”

Du Long Heavenly King stated.

Both the Demon God Emperor Palace and the Supreme Hall were colossal entities not to be underestimated, and Zhenyang Sect absolutely could not afford to be careless.