Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1713 - 1713 1703 Dragon Ghost King

1713: Chapter 1703: Dragon Ghost King 1713: Chapter 1703: Dragon Ghost King The Ghost God Seal crushed down like the Divine Sun falling to earth, its terrifying power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

“Damn it!”

The Black Sorcerer King’s face underwent a drastic change as the Ghost God Seal indeed made him smell the crisis of death.

This move by Long Yan was too strong, that even a demigod wouldn’t dare to ignore the Ghost God Seal.

“With my blood as the guide, Witch God Descends!”

In a split second, the Black Sorcerer King opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood onto the Witch Mirror, initiating a blood sacrifice to harness the Witch Mirror’s true power.

The Witch Mirror immediately erupted with dazzling dark light, and a massive figure emerged, like a deity, with a huge palm reaching towards the Ghost God Seal.

“Boom!”

The Ghost God Seal pressed down fiercely upon the dark light giant hand, instantly causing it to fracture, along with the dissolution of the towering figure.

Amid the thunderous noise, the Black Sorcerer King’s figure was completely submerged.

The Ghost God Seal was just too powerful, faintly reaching the heights of a demigod; even after the Black Sorcerer King offered his blood to the Witch Mirror, he couldn’t withstand this horrific force.

“Black Sorcerer King, if this doesn’t kill you, nothing will!”

Blood trickled from the corners of Long Yan’s mouth.

He had already sustained some injuries, and casting the Ghost God Seal had further exacerbated them.

Nearly half a breath’s time had passed before the power of the Ghost God Seal gradually dissipated, revealing a blood-soaked figure kneeling in the void, with the Witch Mirror beside him, its light now dim.

Underneath the Ghost God Seal, the Black Sorcerer King was utterly devastated, clinging to his last breath.

“Black Sorcerer King, our feud ends here!”

Long Yan’s palm came crashing down, and amidst the Black Sorcerer King’s eyes of despair, he ended his life, and the Storage Ring, along with the Witch Mirror, appeared in Long Yan’s hands.

The Black Sorcerer King, one of the four strong ones of the Death God Pavilion, was thus slain by Long Yan.

“Phew!”

Long Yan took a deep breath.

With his current strength, killing a being who had faced three Divine Tribulations was truly no easy task.

However, the Black Sorcerer King was no ordinary Three Divine Tribulations being; if he were, Long Yan wouldn’t have found it so troublesome.

At this moment, Long Yan’s gaze shifted towards the battlefield not far away.

In the midst of the battlefield, the Black Dragon was locked in fierce combat with the Great Elephant King.

The Black Dragon, having utilized some sort of power, even in its true form, was suppressing the transformed Great Elephant King.

“Reversed Dragon Roar, Power of Destruction!”

Right now, the Black Dragon pointed a single finger, releasing a mysterious and overwhelming power that blasted forth, turning the void to powder and striking the Great Elephant King with the force of a storm.

The Great Elephant King’s thousand-foot body was overwhelmed by the storm, the Power of Destruction unleashing upon him.

Amidst the tempest, the Great Elephant King’s scale armor shattered and chunks of flesh flew, the sound of his agonized cries echoing.

“Devouring Dragon Gate!”

At the same time, the Black Dragon transformed into a Purple-gold gate, towering a thousand feet tall, like a gate reaching heaven.

The Great Elephant King exhausted all his strength to fend off the Power of Destruction, suffering severe injuries.

However, before he could recover, a terrifying swallowing force surged from the Devouring Dragon Gate, like a giant maw, devouring him completely.

“Pfft!”

Following the dispersion of the Devouring Dragon Gate, the Black Dragon’s body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Damn it, daring to be arrogant in front of your Lord Ye, there’s only one path — death!”

By forcibly using his true self’s power, he too suffered a great recoil.

“This guy, Black Dragon, is truly fierce!” Long Yan thought to himself.

The Black Dragon, who had only faced the First Heaven Tribulation, but with tricks reaching heaven, had not killed the Great Elephant King, yet he forcefully pulled the king into the Demon Dragon Realm, which was no different from slaying him.

“King Beiming, you want to deal with me, today, I ensure all your powerhouses from the Death God Pavilion lurk here!”

Long Yan’s gaze swept across the entire battlefield, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes once again.

With the Black Sorcerer King slain and the Great Elephant King dragged into the Demon Dragon Realm, now, only the Death God Elder was left of the Death God Pavilion’s Three Divine Tribulations.

As for the Second and First Heaven Tribulations, with his intervention, it was a completely one-sided slaughter.

Immediately, Long Yan flew towards his father’s battlefield and sent a Slaughter Blade Aura towards the Death God Elder.

His Father, Long Chengtian, was evenly matched with the Death God Elder, and couldn’t gain any advantage, making it impossible to kill the Death God Elder.

At the thousand-foot high altitude, the Desolate Emperor and King Beiming were also engaged in fierce combat, unleashing all their methods, yet it remained a stalemate.

“Desolate Emperor, that’s all you’ve got?”

King Beiming huffed coldly.

“Is that so?”

The Desolate Emperor gave a faint smile and said, “King Beiming, if you and I really want to determine the superior, it’s impossible even after several hours of fighting.

This Seat can afford to wait, but can you?”

“With the Black Sorcerer King and Great Elephant King slain, in less than an hour’s time, the people you brought will probably be wiped out.”

With the Black Sorcerer King and Great Elephant King slain, the Death God Pavilion had all but lost their momentum.

With Long Yan’s methods and strength, killing the others would be virtually effortless.

“What?”

Hearing this, King Beiming’s expression changed drastically.

Before this, all his attention had been on the Desolate Emperor, completely neglecting the whole battlefield.

To his surprise, both the Black Sorcerer King and the Great Elephant King had been killed.

The Desolate Emperor was right; with the Black Sorcerer King and the Great Elephant King slain, the Death God Elder and the others could no longer withstand Long Yan and the rest.

As things were going, it was extremely dangerous for the Death God Elder and his companions, who would likely be annihilated before long.

“Damn it, damn it all!”

King Beiming was so enraged he nearly spat blood.

He had come to seek revenge against Long Yan, never expecting to pay such a hefty price, and his goal was still unfulfilled.

“Desolate Emperor, this King shall come and meet you!”

At this moment, a cold voice came from within the Void, and at the same time, a figure emerged from it.

This was a man in black, tall and slender, with skin pale as jade, his gaze eerie, about thirty years of age, his whole body devoid of any fluctuations in Qi, as if he had reached the state where nature and self merge into one.

The Desolate Emperor’s gaze fell on the man in black, and his expression turned a bit more serious; he had not sensed when this man arrived.

The man in black was clearly a demigod, and his strength was probably even greater than that of King Beiming.

“Dragon Ghost King, your timing is perfect!”

Seeing the man in black, King Beiming also breathed a sigh of relief.

“So you are the Dragon Ghost King!”

Only then did the Desolate Emperor realize the identity of the man in black.

The Dragon Ghost King was very secretive, the Divine Dragon that shows neither tail nor head.

Who would have thought his cultivation had reached such a terrifying level?

“Indeed, This King.”

The Dragon Ghost King looked at the Desolate Emperor and said, “This King did not wish to intervene, but you insist on protecting the Zhenyang Sect, leaving me no choice but to offend.”

In fact, he had always hidden within the Void.

He did not intend to get involved, but the current situation left him with no choice but to step in.

“Go take your revenge for your son, I will handle the Desolate Emperor.”

The Dragon Ghost King said to King Beiming.

King Beiming nodded and then immediately shot out of the battlefield towards Long Yan.