Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1709 - 1709 1699 Battle of Demigods

1709: Chapter 1699: Battle of Demigods 1709: Chapter 1699: Battle of Demigods “Long Yan, spare me the nonsense.

You killed my son, and today, This King will tear you to pieces.”

King Beiming’s icy tone wrapped a dense murderous intent.

Overcome by the pain of losing a son, he could no longer care about anything else—he had to kill Long Yan with his own hands to avenge the Young Master Grim Reaper.

“How will such a cycle of vengeance ever end?”

Long Yan’s expression tightened slightly as he said, “King Beiming, the death of the Young Master Grim Reaper was his own doing.

It’s understandable that you want to avenge him.

But you need to be clear about one thing, you can’t kill me.

Once we start fighting, you will become my enemy, and though I don’t have the strength to kill you now, very soon I will.”

“If you leave now, I can pretend today’s events never happened.

How about we mind our own business from here on?”

His meaning was straightforward—if a fight ensued, he wouldn’t be scared of King Beiming.

But if King Beiming dared to make a move, they would be mortal enemies.

“Kid, you’ve got quite the nerve to threaten This King,” King Beiming said.

King Beiming laughed, a cold, mocking laughter born of extreme rage.

Up until now, the number of people who dare talk to him like this within the entire imperial domain wouldn’t exceed the fingers on one hand.

Long Yan truly had some nerve.

“This isn’t a threat, it’s a warning!” Long Yan’s tone was sharp and domineering, unfaltering.

“Today, if This King doesn’t kill you, I will take no oath as a man!” King Beiming said through gritted teeth, each word laced with towering fury.

With these words, the atmosphere tensed up once again.

“Sect Leader, King Beiming is dead set on taking action, what should we do?” Suofeng Ghost Emperor asked.

“All who are undergoing the Daoist Tribulation, stay behind.

The rest, retreat to the Zhenyang Sect.” Long Yan directed to the people behind him: “King Beiming is pushing us hard, we have no choice but to face the battle.

If we can’t hold them off, we will activate the Protecting the door.”

With King Beiming coming to this point, no matter what, the Zhenyang Sect could not back down.

If they were truly no match, they would have to activate the Ten Thousand Beast Heaven Slaughter Array.

Once the Ten Thousand Beast Heaven Slaughter Array was activated, not even a combined force including King Beiming could shake it.

Immediately, individuals like the War heaven double emperor, Earth Dragon Truth, and others retreated into the Zhenyang Sect, while Long Chengtian, Black Dragon, Evil Emperor, Mad Emperor, Beast Emperor, Suofeng Ghost Emperor—six people stood behind Long Yan.

“Kid, you can’t possibly think that the few of us can take on those guys across from us?” Black Dragon looked at Long Yan doubtfully.

The disparity in strength was too great; there was no way to start a fight.

“What, are you scared?” Long Yan said indifferently.

“Lord Ye scared?

These guys combined couldn’t touch Lord Ye.

Lord Ye is just worried about you guys being at a disadvantage!” Black Dragon declared proudly.

“Yan’er, at most I can hold off one who has crossed the Three Divine Tribulations.

Are you confident you can withstand King Beiming?” Long Chengtian asked with a serious expression.

He had only undergone the Second Divine Calamity and to hold off one who had undergone the Three Divine Tribulations, he would have to go all out.

This was already his limit.

Among the seven of them, only Long Yan was the strongest.

If Long Yan wasn’t sure he could stand against King Beiming…

“We can only try.” Long Yan replied.

The strength of a Demigod was extraordinary, and Long Yan had no certainty whatsoever, especially since King Beiming was no ordinary Demigod.

“We’ll fight with all our might.

The Death God Pavilion might not end up having the upper hand.” After saying this, Long Yan waved his hand and streaks of Black Light shot out from inside the Azure Dragon Ring, turning into Dark Beasts.

“Ao!!”, “Roar!!”… The thunderous roars resounded as the Ghost-faced Ferocious Dragon and thirty Dark Beasts locked their bloodthirsty gazes onto King Beiming and his followers.

After ascending and crossing the Divine Tribulation, these Dark Beasts became even more ferocious.

“Have all these Dark Beasts broken through?”

The gazes of the Evil Emperor and others trembled as they looked at the Dark Beasts, and they also let out a sigh of relief.

With these Dark Beasts, they nearly had the strength to confront King Beiming and the others.

King Beiming and his cohorts hadn’t expected that Long Yan still controlled these Dark Beasts that had crossed the Divine Tribulation.

Although they had an absolute advantage initially, the situation had now become somewhat troublesome.

They could clearly see that these Dark Beasts were extremely difficult to deal with, especially the Ghost-faced Ferocious Dragon.

Although it had only crossed the Second Divine Calamity, its true strength could completely rival that of the Third Divine Tribulation.

“King Beiming, do you really think my Zhenyang Sect is a soft persimmon, that it’s so easy to deal with me?”

Long Yan stepped forward, his aura surging forth.

“Little Long Yan, do you think these beasts can contend with This King?

It’s simply naive!”

King Beiming said coldly, “This King now gives you a choice.

If you can remain undefeated against me within an hour, then This King will cease hostilities.”

Being completely unafraid was impossible.

He was very clear that if they indeed fought, they could certainly make the Zhenyang Sect pay a price, but they would undoubtedly incur some cost themselves.

If they could kill Long Yan, the others would pose no threat.

“King Beiming, what about This Seat fights you instead?”

Just as King Beiming’s words fell, an abrupt voice rang out.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Long Yan and the others, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe.

“Desolate Emperor!”

Long Yan’s expression shifted slightly, not expecting the Desolate Emperor to intervene at this time.

“Desolate Emperor, so you have indeed shown up,” King Beiming remarked heavily upon seeing the Desolate Emperor.

In the Ancient City of Taihuang, the Desolate Emperor had forcibly pushed back King Caesar with a powerful move, and with such strong strength, even King Beiming did not dare to take him lightly.

“You have been reluctant to make a move, no doubt trying to force This Seat to show myself, and here you have your wish,” said the Desolate Emperor indifferently.

King Beiming, a master of the art of assassination and excellent at capturing auras, had discovered him hiding, of course.

“Desolate Emperor, you have no connection with the Zhenyang Sect.

Do you really want to oppose This King?” King Beiming asked somberly.

Indeed, he had long sensed the presence of the Desolate Emperor, which was why he was cautious all along and suggested a one-on-one battle with Long Yan, merely to force the Desolate Emperor to expose himself.

If it weren’t for that, why would he waste so much talk with Long Yan?

“You may think so,” responded the Desolate Emperor coolly, unashamedly indicating his intent, which was now entirely clear.

Upon hearing this, King Beiming’s expression grew even colder, a murderous intent swirling in his eyes, as a profound breath diffused all around.

“It is said that you repelled King Caesar with one move.

This King wants to see if you truly have that capability!” declared King Beiming, his momentum escalating, evidently preparing to act.

“This Seat also wishes to witness the capability of the Death Hall Master,” stated the Desolate Emperor as he slowly lowered his hands, his majestic aura gradually spreading, his entire demeanor changing in an instant to resemble an unsheathed sharp sword, imperious and unbeatable!

In the next moment, King Beiming and the Desolate Emperor both soared up into the firmament, engaging in a fierce battle instantly.

“Boom boom boom…”

In the clash between demigods, every move carried the power to destroy heaven and earth; the firmament was torn asunder, the void collapsed, and terrifying gales swept across the battlefield, creating vanishing vortexes of storms.